Moving in with Jungkook was supposed to be temporary. One spare bedroom. One lease. One semester. Simple. The problem is that Jungkook has absolutely no concept of personal space. Suddenly he’s always there—taking up half the couch, stealing your food, showing up in the kitchen at ridiculous hours of the night, and making himself comfortable in every corner of your life. Living together was never supposed to be complicated. Then again, neither of you expected the tension to be this bad. Or the fact that moving out is starting to sound a lot less appealing than it should.