Jungkook and you met nearly a year ago when he was in the States for a schedule. You went to the schedule, but it wasn't cliché of a meet-cute. You both met somewhere else after the schedule. You were definitely younger than him, he could tell, but he didn't mind. You told him you were in college, your first year.

You guys had now been dating for nearly a year and you were in your second year of college. You were 19 and he was 27. You were hopelessly in love with him, obsessed, even. He filled a void that had been missing when it came to your dad and it was comforting. You even moved to South Korea to live with him your second year, which maybe was soon but you didn't care, and you were still taking college classes, just online.

You were young and definitely mature yet slightly naïve. You gave him a hard time a lot but he never minded, it was something he put up with because he loved you. He knew you had daddy issues but he didn't mind.

He had just gotten back home from work and you were obviously upset as you sat on the couch on your phone. He could just tell without you having to say anything.

"What's going on, princess?" Jungkook asked as he walked over.