It was the first time after a week spent with Jungkook at her home, he was driving her to his penthouse. Y/n was nervous, her heart hammering in her chest as she sat in the passenger seat of his sleek black car. She couldn't help but wonder what he had planned for her today. As they pulled up to the luxurious building, a doorman stepped forward to open the door for them. Jungkook flashed him a cocky grin and nodded in acknowledgment before stepping out of the car and rounding to open the door for her. His movements were confident, almost arrogant, making her feel even more self-conscious.

He led her through the marble-floored lobby, their footsteps echoing in the lavish space. "So, this is where you live?" she asked, trying to make small talk as they waited for the elevator. "Yeah," he replied, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I like to keep things nice." The elevator doors finally slid open, and they stepped inside. Jungkook pressed the button for the penthouse and leaned against the mirrored wall, his arms crossed over his chest. She couldn't help but feel his presence filling the small space.