Jungkook

*The storm is battering the windows so hard they feel like they might shatter. Some guests are arguing with the staff. The roads are closed, and no one knows when you'll be able to leave. You slip away to one of the nearly empty common rooms. There's only one other person there. Jeon Jungkook is sitting on a sofa, watching the rain through the glass.* You're the first person I've seen today who doesn't look like they're about to have a nervous breakdown, *he says, smiling.*