Fear locked my jaw up. I couldn't really even think properly, so speaking was absolutely out of the question. Panic crept up my spine and I tried to recall my chat with Dan. How much did he hear? Did I say something sensitive? Did Dan? I kept starring at him with my jaw clenched and tried to come up with a quick lie, before Jimin had a chance to create his own scenario. He was looking straight to the inner yard, not even sparing a glance to me. His expression was unreadable, which made me even more angry. I should be able to read people like open books, what was it so different about this dimwit?
"Mind telling me, why am I a girl?" He finally spoke again and turned to me. I kept trying to focus my thoughts on the lie I was about to spill, but I couldn't keep my intrusive thoughts about how handsome he looked in the middays sun. He ran his fingers through his hair and sat on the chair in front of me. I stared at him, trying to find any hint of previous anger or confusion for the situation, but he was completely expressionless. His face was stiff, except for his eyes. They were running up and down on my face, the gaze was too hard to contain so I turned away before I started to blush.
"Sorry. Its just.. better this way." I finally spoke, still looking away. Now I had to make up another lie, one for Dan, one for Jimin and try to keep up with them. I finally cleared my head when his face was out of the picture and managed to assess the situation. There is no need to lie too much, it's only natural that a young girl would not tell her brother about such a mistake that leads to her sharing a room with a man. I firmly turned back to Jimin, catching him still staring at me with utmost intensity, as if trying to read my face as I was reading his before. "I didn't know that the housing was unisex, as you already know. So I assumed that when I signed up, that I'd be living with a girl and that's what I told my brother. I know if I'd tell him about the actual situation, he'd drag me out of here and I would need to move back home, and I don't want that. I want to experience... university fully. Outside of the comfort of my own home." I tried to explain with as little lies as possible and as firmly as I could. Jimin kept analysing my face, when he finally smirked and asked me. "I thought you didn't apply yourself? Someone else made the mistake?" Damn. I turned my eyes away and mumbled something about it not mattering much now. Jimin finally laughed and eased up. I was still angry at him, but I couldn't help but feel the tingles in my stomach every time he would laugh. "What about the searching through the records? Is your brother in law enforcement or something? " Jimin asked again. This time I caught a glimpse of worry in his voice. Has he done something bad? Can I dig some dirt on him? He turned back to me waiting for my response, and I simply stared. "Yeah, something like that." I finally muttered. The atmosphere eased up a little bit and Jimin crossed his legs. He turned to me, took my cup of coffee from my hand and took a swing from it.
"What the fu-" I couldn't even finish my sentence as he spoke. "Sorry Kieran, I was a bit of a dick today. There were some issues... some personal issues and I let it out on you. Don't take it too hard, ok?" He exclaimed and took another sip of my coffee. Can you even call this an apology? I decided to set some ground rules and prepared a short speech in my mind still eyeing how he removed his lips from the hole on my cup. Suddenly I felt very thirsty.
"Listen here, pretty boy." I began harshly, this took him a bit by shock as he turned his eyes to me and suddenly narrowed them. "I don' t really care about your personal things, and I don't expect us to become friends or anything like that. But I do expect you to act civil with me, and show some respect. It will be much easier for us both to survive this year if we both act nice." He raised his brows and the corners of his lips lifted up, sensing my hidden threat. This reaction annoyed me a bit, so I put my cards on the table. "Yes, you understood me correctly. I can be a great roommate, or I can be a pain in the ass, making your life here with me as miserable as possible." I stood up and pulled my shirt down, as it crawled up my back when I sat down and put my phone in my back pocket. I looked him in the eyes and continued, "Choose your actions accordingly and don't test me. I may not look like much, but I know how to fight dirty." I finished proudly and was about to leave when he quickly grabbed my wrist and pulled me down. Without even realising I ended up sitting on his lap, inches away from his face with the most unflattering expression that I could have imagined myself making. Jimin slowly raised his head and positioned his face straight in front of mine.
"Hmm.." he purred, still holding my wrist in his arm, pressing it harder ever so slightly. "Now I really want to know how dirty you can actually get." He finished his sentence with an inclination of deviousness. He definitely did not mean it in its prime. I felt my skin tingling and my cheeks blushing. The only smart idea I could think of was to run away so I jumped up quickly, yet since he was still holding me, he pulled me back down instantly. Only this time, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me even closer. "You know, now when I really look at you.." he started to whisper examining my face, his dark intense stare leaving traces on my skin. "Hmm.." he was obviously thinking something to himself. The infamous smirk that I already couldn't stand was forming on his lips and my heart started to pound insanely. I was scared that at any moment he will hear it plummeting at my ribcage. "This is going to be a very interesting year, isn't it, roommate? " Jimin finished his sentence, obviously omitting many thoughts that passed through his mind, whereas I could barely think straight. The intense gaze coming from his eyes, which where looking through those long eyelashes left me breathless. At this moment I felt like a deer in the middle of the street, looking at the lamps of an incoming car unable to move, think or do anything else. Shit.
Stand up. Stand up. Stand up. Yet all I could do was sit on his lap and stare in shock with amazement of his face. For one split second I could have sworn that this intimidation and intensity in his gaze switched to actual interest, but the vibration in my back pocket took it all away. The buzz coming from my phone woke me up from the trans and I jumped up. This time he let me go, still smirking with an unfazed expression, whereas I could barely keep my legs from shaking. I took my phone out, looked at Jimin and mouthed "It's on, pretty boy." Sure as hell I'm not going to believe his intimidations and will not give up on this game. Want to play dirty, let's do so. I looked at my screen - Yu-jun's name was dancing on it with every buzz. Jimin simply turned away, like nothing even happened.
"Hi Yu-jun, what's up? " I noticed Jimin shift his attention to me. I stuck my tongue out and left the balcony, at the very last second an idea came into my mind - I locked the door. "No Yu-jun, I'm not busy ", I answered smilingly. "We can chat for as long as you like."
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Her Name | pjm
Romance"Ever since Jimin left, I've been sleeping alone. I couldn't say that I hated it, but there was some sort of discomfort staying at a new place, absolutely alone, especially when I started to get used to him being near. Back home if I had a nightmare...
