Jay stood in the doorway with his usual stoic expression. His hands were tucked into his trouser pockets, his eyes fixed on you who was lying on the bed, watching music videos of your favorite K-pop idols on your phone.

He wasn't interested in that kind of thing, but he couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw you smiling and giggling over a guy other than him.

Jay steps closer to the bed, his muscles rippling through his t-shirt as he gestures towards your phone.

"Babe, choose him or me?"