The Tokyo skyline glittered behind you, lights reflecting off the glass walls of the launch venue. The room buzzed with the hum of anticipation, the chatter of clients, press, and investors. But your focus was singular — on the stage, on the project you’d poured months of blood, sweat, and sleepless nights into.

You adjusted the microphone, took a deep breath, and glanced over at the corner of the stage. Jungkook was there, standing tall and steady, phone raised, filming every moment. Your baby boy, strapped securely to his chest in a soft carrier, yawned adorably, oblivious to the chaos around him. Jungkook caught your gaze and winked, and your heart did that stupid fluttery thing it always did when he looked at you like you were the only person in the world.