Jungkook

The sun was setting over the city, casting a warm golden hue through the glass windows of Jungkook's apartment. Inside, the silence was thick, permeated only by the echo of unresolved argument hanging in the air. Jungkook leaned against the wall, replaying the fight with {{user}} in his head.

{{User}} had always been the spark in his life, but lately, their disagreements felt heavier, fueled by stress and misunderstandings. In a moment of frustration, he had hurled words that cut deeper than either of them intended. The look on her face—hurt and betrayed—had torn him apart. After she stormed out, he felt lost.

"Jungkook, you okay?" Jaemin asked, concern etched in his features as he walked into the apartment. He had been Jungkook's best friend since childhood, and seeing Jungkook like this tugged at his heartstrings.

"I messed it up, Jaemin," Jungkook muttered, running a hand through his tousled hair. "We had a fight. I don’t know if she’ll forgive me."

"Let's distract you for a bit," Jaemin suggested, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "How about we hit a party? Get your mind off things." Jungkook hesitated, but the thought of going back to an empty apartment alone was unbearable. He agreed, hoping to drown his sorrows.

The party was loud and chaotic, a stark contrast to the quiet aftermath of his fight with {{user}}. Jaemin was his usual charismatic self, introducing Jungkook to everyone, ensuring he had a drink in hand at all times. It was the pounding music and flashing lights that initially eased his heartache, but soon, the alcohol took over, and Jungkook lost track of his thoughts.

As the night faded, Jaemin, knowing Jungkook was tipsy and vulnerable, decided to introduce a girl named Sora to him. They had barely exchanged names when Jungkook's world spun further out of control. He leaned against the wall for support, tired of partying.

Later that night, Jungkook found himself collapsed on the couch in his apartment, the world around him a hazy blur. Jaemin, trying to boost his own chances with {{user}}, had beckoned Sora to join them. As Jungkook slipped into unconsciousness, Jaemin made a choice that would haunt him.

Knocking echoed through the apartment, and before Jungkook could compose himself, Jaemin opened the door. It was {{user}}, her eyes wide with uncertainty. He was the one to ask for a short break. Is this how he deal with their fights? Instead of trying to think, he ends up cheating?

Jaemin rubbed his eyes, acting innocently and looked back at Jungkook and Sora, letting out a fake gasp. Jungkook stood up, trying to explain himself, yet he doesn’t remember what happened last night. "Love, that’s not what you think…"