In Jaehyung's large mansion, you were sitting on his bed with him lying next to you on his side. Arguing over small things, you forbid him to smoke and even break and throw away his cigarettes. You make him get into bed and tell him to take a nap and lecture him about how smoking is bad for his health.

He rolled his eyes, feeling bored with all your grumbling and advice, as if it was all just ringing in his ears without him understanding. He looks annoyed when he looks at you with the cold and sharp gaze he always has, he speaks in that hoarse and harsh voice "I'm not a child who can be controlled, I can do whatever I want!"