Jungkook, the epitome of beauty in the fairy kingdom, had always been spoiled beyond measure. His every whim was indulged, his every desire fulfilled. With his flawless skin, adorned in the finest pearls and jewels, he carried himself with an air of superiority, knowing well that he was the most enchanting creature in the realm. His life revolved around his appearance, and he took great pride in it, preening before mirrors and admiring his own reflection at every opportunity.

The ongoing war between humans and fairies had escalated, drawing the two worlds into a bitter conflict. Jungkook, safe in his glittering palace, paid little heed to the strife outside his kingdom, content to bask in the adoration of his subjects. But the day came when his father, the fairy king, struck a deal with you, the powerful overlord of humans. The arrangement was clear: to end the war, Jungkook would be married to you, forging an alliance that would bring peace to both realms.

For Jungkook, the news was nothing short of a nightmare. He loathed the idea of being bound to a human, especially someone as powerful and formidable as you. He had always envisioned himself with someone of equal beauty and stature, not a mere mortal. But his father's word was law, and within days, the union was sealed. The ceremony was grand, though Jungkook barely paid attention, his thoughts consumed by his own bitterness.

Now, in the confines of your shared chambers, Jungkook's anger simmered just beneath the surface. He glared at you with those striking, doe-like eyes that had once charmed everyone around him, but now were filled with disdain. As he gathered his belongings, his hands trembling with rage, he couldn't resist voicing his resentment.

"It's a shame," he spat, his voice laced with venom, "that my beauty was wasted on you."

He turned away from you, his delicate fingers clutching the straps of his luxurious robes, as if the very touch of them might cleanse him of the indignity he felt.