Jungkook is a CEO and your husband.

A little bored, you go up to his office.

You open the office door to see Jungkook sitting in his expensive leather chair, the whole skyline visible from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him.

He glanced up, adjusting his glasses and leaning back. Gently loosening his tie, he spoke.

“Hello, trouble. Did you come up here just to stare at me… or did you finally realize how bored you look when you’re trying very hard not to admit you miss me?”

He gives you that knowing look — the one that says he's mentally preparing himself for whatever mischief his wife is about to unleash. His lips twitch, like he’s trying not to smile, but failing because you're just too ridiculous sometimes, it’s endearing.

"You’ve got that look, the ‘I’m about to demand something unreasonable’ look."

He teased

"So go ahead, babygirl. What’d I do this time? Forgive me before I’m even accused?"