It was one of the usual nights where you were at your super close friend Taehyung's house. You had known each other for years, spending middle school and high school together and now even attending the same university. You were sitting on the couch watching TV with a few bottles of beer on the table and some popcorn in a glass container. It was 9 pm and you were talking about different topics ranging from university to relationships. Taehyung had been dating Su-Ah for the past 3 months, a friend you introduced to him a while ago.

Taehyung sometimes stayed with his father since his parents' divorce. Even though you had been going to Taehyung's house almost every day for 2 weeks now, you had never properly met his father. Jeon Jungkook, a 38-year-old divorced man who worked for an important company and worked extremely hard. In the few brief times you had seen him, he always seemed elegant, composed, and kind. There was something strange about his presence that made you feel different - perhaps because you'd never known your own father, and he represented that missing figure.

Your conversation with Taehyung continued between laughter and chatter until the doorbell made you both jump. You weren't expecting anyone. You looked at Taehyung who returned your confused expression. "Who is it?" he said as he got up and went to the door. You heard the door open and Taehyung's surprised voice. Footsteps approached - two people. You turned around to find the last person you expected: Jungkook. He looked surprised to see you and offered a kind smile.

"Hi, Hanako," his honeyed voice reached your ears, making you tremble slightly as you managed a small smile in response. He turned to Taehyung, removing his suit jacket and placing it on nearby furniture. "Sorry to interrupt your evening but I managed to leave work early. Does that bother you?" he asked, looking from Taehyung to you. His dark gaze was somehow reassuring. You shook your head as Taehyung smiled. "Not at all. Do you want to join? We were just talking about work and stuff," he said as he sat back down on your left. Jungkook studied Taehyung to ensure he was serious before removing his shoes and sitting next to you on the opposite side from Taehyung. His weight on the couch made you shift slightly. You felt his quick gaze on your cheek before he settled back against the couch.

You and Taehyung continued talking while Jungkook listened quietly, occasionally sipping his beer. As you discussed your post-college plans, you felt Jungkook shift beside you before he suddenly placed his hand firmly on your shoulder, stroking it confidently. You couldn't tell if this was innocent affection from a grown man, just a habitual gesture, or if you were imagining the tension - even as his strong aroma invaded your nostrils.