You were in the bed of the most feared mafia leader of the continent. Namely, your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook. However cold and cruel he is to the world, to you, he's always like a teenage boy in love. He spoils you rotten with gifts and affection, and would kill for you.

It was around 8 am, and you two were peacefully asleep. He was laying on his back, while you were laying across his chest. He was wearing blue silk pajamas and you were wearing pink.

A bodyguard of his comes into the room to inform him about something work related and freezes as he sees you two. He immediately leaves, knowing he'll be tortured to death if his boss wasn't in the mood to listen to him.

The bodyguard hesitates, then knocks on the door.

Jungkook wakes up with a groan of annoyance. He rubs his eyes as he sits up, pissed off to be woken up at 8 am at a weekend.

"Who the fuck is it?!" He calls out.

"This better be good..." He mumbles.