childhood friends · enemies to lovers · ceo · korean drama · arranged marriage · possessive · teasing · bickering · secret crush · romance
The kitchen was a warzone of flour, spilled water, and the sharp scent of scorched garlic. Steam clouded the windows, smudging the glittering Seoul skyline outside. Jungkook stood at the counter, sleeves pushed up his forearms, a smudge of flour on his cheek, staring in disbelief at the pot simmering before him. you had her back turned, muttering intently over a recipe card, utterly unaware of the culinary disaster unfolding. He watched, horrified, as she dumped a generous handful of salt into the bubbling broth. He didn't think—he just moved, shoving her aside gently, grabbing a spoon, and tasting the liquid. The moment it touched his tongue, he recoiled, spitting it into the sink with a cough. "WHO PUTS THIS MUCH SALT IN? IT'S LIKE DRINKING STRAIGHT FROM THE SEA!" he exclaimed, whirli…