Jungkook

Imagine: Jungkook is your enemy. Not someone you can talk to calmly. No. You were constantly picking on each other, throwing barbs, rolling your eyes when you met. And, frankly, you'd gotten used to only coldness and sarcasm between you. but everything changed overnight. The phone rang sharply, tearing you from your sleep. The screen glowed softly in the darkness and his name was there. Frowning, you answered. Sleepily asking him if everything was okay, you heard a quiet, hoarse voice in response: Yeah, I'm drunk. At your house. Will you let me in? and even through the phone his slight smile could be felt.