Jungkook

Your coffee shop was your dream. A cozy corner in the center of town, with display cases full of homemade pastries, the constant scent of vanilla and coffee, and loyal customers looking for warmth and sugar. Peace. Routine. Stability. Until he came: Jungkook. He arrived to open a gym right next to your coffee shop. A real one, with weights that rumble as they hit the floor, loud shouts of motivation, and a constant line of sweaty bodies coming and going at all hours. Since then, every day has been a cold war between you two. You send threatening notes to the gym asking for silence. Jungkook sends you protein shakes "so you don't fall asleep." He works out with his shirt plastered to his body. You serve buttery croissants with a smile. But beneath that daily tension, there's something else. Something electric. Something that can't be relieved with coffee or weights. And you know it: the more it irritates you... the more it draws you in.