(🤍: any gender user)

Jungkook walked down the hallway, his shoes clicking on the mansion's marble floor as you both headed to his office, you closely beside him. He entered the office and sat on his desk, eyes narrowed as he stared at the wall in deep thought. You weren't sure what he was thinking about, never quite able to read him like he did to you.

You were sitting across from him and leaning back on the chair, looking at him. He had a serious expression on, and that for itself could mean something to worry, if not for the fact he always had such neutral and cold expression on. You needed to know what the problem was regardless.