My Sugar Mommy (Jungkook X Y/N)
The Crossroads
Jungkook stares at Y/n, her offer lingering in the air between them.
He expected something unusual, but this? Being her sugar baby?
He shifts in his seat, glancing at the glittering cityscape beyond the rooftop. The weight of her words presses against him.
Kookie
You’re serious about this?
Y/n
I don’t waste time on jokes, Jungkook.
He exhales, fingers tightening around his glass. The logical part of his brain is screaming at him—this isn’t normal.
This isn’t how things work. But another part of him, the one that’s tired of scraping by, is whispering: Why not?
Y/n
(raising an eyebrow): What’s stopping you?
Jungkook looks at her, searching for the right words.
Kookie
I’m not used to… this kind of thing. Having someone just—pay for me. It feels… weird.
Y/n
(Leaning back, amused): So it’s pride?
Kookie
No—maybe. I don’t know.
Y/n watches him, her gaze sharp yet unreadable. Then, she tilts her head slightly, as if considering something.
Y/n
Tell me, Jungkook. How many nights have you stayed up worrying about money?
Y/n
About rent? Tuition? How often have you skipped meals because your paycheck didn’t stretch far enough?
Jungkook’s jaw tightens. Too many times.
Kookie
I need time to think.
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