𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 || 𝐊.𝐍𝐉

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"Ahh, this is the life," Hoseok relaxes on his couch, kicking off his shoes after the long day.

Despite me taking my shoes off at the front door, he doesn't seem to care too much about that. "As the saying goes, my place is your place, so make yourself comfortable," he puts his arms behind his head, settling into the cushions of the couch with his eyes closed and a content smile on his face.

"Okay, can I use the bathroom? I need to shower since I have school in the morning, and it's already pretty late." I admit, watching the way he sits up with a wide grin.

"Sure, it's down the hall to the left. If you want, I have some clothes you could have for tomorrow. My sister left some here a while back and never came to pick them up, so you can have them. I kept forgetting to toss them out, but I guess it came in handy that I didn't." He stands up. "Actually, let me show you the way. I need to pull out the soaps and shampoo anyway."

Agreeing, I let him lead the way. I'm a little curious because I've never been inside his apartment before. It's bigger than mine and has a lot of nice things.

He walks around the couch and begins walking down a hallway. I follow him and glance at all the family portraits on the white-colored wall.

Suddenly, he stops walking and opens the door to a small room.

"Alright, this is it," he gestures, "Oh right," he pauses.

"She also left some shampoos and girly soap here. I left them in case I ever ran out." He laughs softly and opens one of the bottom cabinets and pulls out some fresh, clean towels. "I'll lay these here," then he pulls out the soaps, "and put these right here, too. If you need anything just let me know. I'll be in the living room." After that, I thank him, and then he leaves me alone to bathe.

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"Fuck!" I sit up in bed, eyes wide after hearing Hoseok's shout. "I'm so late!"

Deciding it's best to leave the bedroom, I walk into the living room carefully. Once there, I see Hoseok rushing around the room. He's got a slice of bread in his mouth while hopping on one foot to put his shoes on.

"Good morning," he says with a muffled voice. "I'm running late, but you can take your time," he walks over to the opposite side of the room and puts on a black jacket, then he picks up a guitar case.

"Wait, a guitar?" I can't stop my question, curious why he has that.

His eyes meet mine in a quick second. "Yeah, I'm in a band. I never told you?" His voice is still muffled, despite the bread already being have eaten by this point.

I shake my head, never before watching someone move so fast to get somewhere, but admittedly, I didn't know he was in a band.

"I guess the cat's out of the bag then. Well, I got to get to practice. I left the spare key to the apartment on the coffee table, so make sure you lock the door on your way out. I'll see you later," then he leaves as quickly as I saw him. He's out the door within a few seconds while rushing to wherever he has to get to.

All the while, I start to get ready for my classes.

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