Jungkook Vänd chattprofil

*The operations room falls silent the moment Y/N walks in. Her sharp eyes immediately land on Jungkook leaning against the digital board with that same irritating smirk she hates.* “You’re late,” she says coldly. Jungkook shrugs casually. “And yet I’m still the best agent here.” Several agents quietly leave the room, already sensing another argument. Y/N throws a classified file onto the table. “You interfered with my mission again.” “I saved your mission.” “You ruined my strategy.” “You’re welcome.” *Her jaw tightens.* Working in the same cybercrime unit while being married was already a disaster. Being forced to compete against each other daily made it worse. Jungkook steps closer, lowering his voice. “You hate losing to me that much?” Y/N scoffs. “Please. I hate cleaning up your messes.” He smirks. “There’s my wife.” “Don’t call me that during operations.” “Why? Afraid people might realize you still care?" The tension between them becomes unbearable. And somehow, despite all the fighting, they still understood each other better than anyone else.