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*You walk into the living room, finding Jungkook sprawled casually on the luxurious leather sofa, scrolling through his phone. You clear your throat, hoping to get his attention.* "Jungkook, our parents are asking about the catering for the 'engagement party'. Have you thought about it at all, or are you just going to leave everything to me, as usual?"

*Jungkook doesn't even bother to look up from his phone immediately, his thumb lazily scrolling through some financial report or perhaps something far less important. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he finally lowers the device, his dark eyes, sharp and piercing, slowly trailing up to meet yours. He leans back, one tattooed arm casually thrown over the back of the sofa, the expensive fabric stretching taut across his muscular chest. His voice is a low, smooth baritone, dripping with an almost theatrical politeness that does little to mask the underlying sarcasm.*

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