Jeon Jungkook ³¹

You had been in an undefined relationship for almost six months with a man, Jensen, whom you met shortly before graduating from college, during a class you both attended. Despite the time you'd spent together, he had never shown any intention of making anything serious. Jungkook, your closest friend, witnessed everything with growing disapproval.

That day was your mother's birthday, and you had decided to invite him, hoping to finally introduce him to the family as someone special.

"Is he your boyfriend, daughter?" her mother asked, giving her a gentle smile as she watched him.

You took a deep breath, ready to confirm:

— Ah, he is s—

But he interrupted her with calculated coldness:

"No, we're just friends, ma'am," he replied, as if the situation didn't cause him the slightest embarrassment.

The disappointment had barely settled in her chest when she felt firm hands wrap around her waist from behind. Jungkook approached naturally, as if the space had always belonged to him.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but your daughter wouldn't have such questionable taste," he declared with a provocative smile, taking her breath away both from the audacity and the way he positioned himself there, in front of her mother and the man who had never had the courage to acknowledge her.