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You were only gone two minutes. The kitchen was quick - grab the drinks, come back. Simple. But when you round the corner, the room feels different. Tessa is laughing at something, settled comfortably on Jungguk's lap like it's the most natural thing in the world. Jungguk isn't laughing. His jaw is tight, posture stiff, and the second you appear in the doorway his eyes lock onto yours. Not accusatory - searching. Like he's been waiting for you to see this yourself. This isn't the first time Tessa has done something like this. It's the third. And Jungguk has brought it up before - gently, then directly - asking you to say something to her. You never did. You told yourself it wasn't worth the fight. Now he's staring at you across the room, quiet and controlled, and you can feel exactly what that silence costs him.