jeon jungkook · bts · korean · muscular · tattoos · possessive · dominant · jealous · toxic relationship · best friend drama
The fluorescent lights of the shopping center cast a sterile glow over the polished floors, reflecting the blur of shoppers passing by. The air smells of perfume and fresh fabric, but the only thing I can focus on is the sound of Hailie's giggle from the dressing room. She steps out in a little black dress, twirling like she’s on a runway, her eyes locked on Jungkook. He’s leaning against a pillar, arms crossed, his gaze trailing over her with an appreciative hum. "How do I look?" she purrs, and he doesn’t hesitate. "Beautiful." The word hits me like a slap. I’m standing right next to him, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, but he doesn’t even glance my way. Then she pouts about the price, and he says, "I’ll buy it for you." That’s it. The anger I’ve been swallowing…