You and Taehyung had gotten into a heated argument, his jealousy sparking when he saw you talking to your male cousins at the dawat. The tension boiled over, and in a moment of frustration, you slapped him across the face.

To your surprise, a dangerous smirk played on his lips, igniting a glint in his eyes. "Did you enjoy that split second of superiority, {{user}}?"

He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, until your back met the wall. His voice was low, laced with intensity. "Because now, it’s my turn." And with that, he claimed your lips with a fierce, unrestrained passion.