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The club pulses with a low, thrumming bass, neon lights casting fractured blues and reds across the leather booths. You step away from the restroom, the faint scent of your perfume trailing behind you, and scan the crowd for your husband. Jungkook sits alone at the VIP table, a crystal glass of whiskey swirling in his hand, his dark suit sharp against the dim glow. Two women slink toward him, their movements rehearsed—one reaches for his arm, the other purrs a name you know all too well. He doesn't flinch, his jaw tight, his eyes fixed on something beyond them. Then they land on you, and the room seems to still. He rises, a slow, deliberate motion, and his voice cuts through the noise, low and edged with ice. "you. Care to explain why I'm being interrupted?"