Housemates| Kth

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I lifted my luggage attempting to carry it upstairs. My hands trembled due to the immense weight of the suitcase.

I placed it midway and took a short break. I saw my roommate coming downstairs while typing something on his phone. Before I could warn him, his leg bumped into the suitcase causing him to wince in pain.

I pressed my lips, trying to suppress my laughter. "Are you dumb? Why would you keep the suitcase here?!" He glared at me.

"It's not my problem if you walk blindly" I shrugged my shoulders which only added fuel to his temper.

"Get this out of my way" "Help me then"
He let out a chuckle.

"Why would I help?" "Because it's too heavy for me to carry, if you can't help then this stays here" I gave him an appealing smile. He clenched his jaw and clutched the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb.

"Move" His voice suddenly became quiter and deeper. I got goosebumps but nonetheless I obeyed and moved aside.

He slowly lifted the suitcase and started ascending the stairs. My eyes automatically diverted to his hands which were now veiny.

He put down the suitcase and exhaled. "Thanks" I smiled. He rolled his eyes and walked away.

How rude.

I released a sigh and went to the washroom to freshen up.

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My stomach growled. Yes I was hungry, very hungry.

I headed downstairs and immediately my nostrils were blessed to sniff the delicious smell coming from the kitchen.

It was him.

He looked ethereal while cooking. The apron hugged his perfectly built physique, his perms covered his eyes making him look adorable, he hummed to a song with his deep, honey voice.

He indeed looked ethereal.

He cleared his voice, shattering the perfect boyfriend material image in my mind.

Of course, this person could only be ‘perfect jerk material’.

He carried the tray towards the dining table while my mouth watered looking at the dish.
He sat down and started gobbling it up.

"Where's my share?" I asked, my eyes still stuck at his food.

"Your share? You mean food? Huh, why would I even cook for you?"

My cheeks heated up due to embarrassment. "I-I'm hungry and I can't cook"

He shrugged his shoulders. "That's not my problem" He said and continued eating his food.

I sighed and went back upstairs to my bedroom. I knew I was wrong, I couldn't just expect someone, a stranger specifically to cook for me out of nowhere.

My stomach growled again but I didn't have any other option other than starving.

I laid down on my bed and tried to sleep but my empty stomach said otherwise.

_

My bedroom door opened but I kept my eyes closed.
"You shouldn't sleep with an empty stomach"
He spoke up with his deep voice.
I pressed my eyes tightly. I was not angry at him but I was hungry and I didn't feel the urge to talk to anyone.

"I know you're not asleep, have this" I immediately jolted up.

He'd brought me food.

I smiled at him and started eating the meal, more like devouring it. I knew he was probably staring at me but my hunger was at its peak and I could hardly care about him.

I placed the bowl on the tray and exhaled as a gesture to show my satisfaction.

"Thank you Mr. Rude" I smiled at him.

"It's Taehyung"

"Huh?"

"Call me Taehyung, Kim Taehyung"

"Y/N"

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Tomorrow is my exam and I have studied absolutely nothing (ಥ ͜ʖಥ)