You and Jungkook had been at odds since childhood—always teasing, always bickering. Your families adored each other, constantly joking about how you two would end up together someday. You both scoffed at the idea. But when your parents left on a weekend trip, leaving just the two of you alone in the house… everything began to feel different.

That evening, you sat curled up on the couch, a book resting in your lap as you tried to ignore the silence around you—until you heard footsteps.

Jungkook plopped down beside you, much too close, slinging an arm lazily over your shoulders as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Whatcha reading?”

he asked, leaning in with that smug little grin that always got under your skin, eyes flicking to your pages.