Housemates (Keisuke Baji x Reader)

-You're An Invincible Alien-

“So you're telling me that as you're sipping tea in your living room and reading a novel—”

“An one hell of a novel.”

He merely rolled his eyes. “An one hell of a novel.” He repeated giving in to your cheekiness. “Your apartment got smashed by a grenade carrying stork, hit by a wrecking ball and shot by an unidentified beam from space?”

Keisuke Baji currently has his hands at his hips, his long hair tied low at the back, and a stressed look at his face as he face an incredulous defect of a human in front of him. He can't believe that this stain in humanity is currently sitting in front of him and enjoying a hot cocoa.

Five minutes ago, his neighbor, the oh so mighty L/n Y/n, knocked at his apartment unit with a ridiculous tale of how their apartment got totally destroyed one day. If he only knew that it'll be you who's knocking at his door earlier, he would've pretended to be asleep. Dead even.

That's how much Keisuke Baji wants to stay away from your presence.

He doesn't hate you. In fact, you're like two best friends with a rather complicated relationship. You'll protect each other but will also whoop each other's ass. Will curse and tease each other, but will not let anyone bad mouth the other. You're friends but are also rivals. That's your current relationship. A relationship that is very suited to an enemies to lovers novel which you're clearly fond of.

But of course, it doesn't mean that Keisuke Baji is fond of your presence since you're one hell of a human. If he can, he already kicked you out of his apartment five minutes ago.

Keyword: IF he can.

But he can't.

In the Baji residence, there exist a rule that L/n Y/n is alway welcome in their house and will never be kicked out. As in never.

Keisuke's mother is very fond of you that if she have to choose which one of you she have to kick out, she'll kick out her own son. That's how much Mrs. Baji adores you. And also a reason why you are a pain in Keisuke's ass.

“No. No way in hell I'm letting you sleep here.” Keisuke declared after he collected his thoughts. No way in hell he's sleeping under the same roof as you. Being your neighbor is hellish enough, let alone being your housemate.

“Your mother literally pay for this unit. I'll just ask her later.”

“I'd rather die than share a house with you.”

“Then die, dimwit.” You countered as you rolled your eyes and played with the nail paint you saw at the center table.

Keisuke Baji took a deep breath nearing his patience. He's not holding his temper since you're daintier than him. He's holding back since he know that if he even yelled at you, he'll face the anger of his mom.

Sensing his annoyance, you put down the nail polish you're playing with and appealed to him with puppy eyes. “Keisuke~ Aren't we buddies? Have some mercy, my man. I'm literally homeless right now.”

“Yeah, homeless.” Keisuke rolled his eyes sarcastically. “Your house got smashed by a grenade carrying stork, hit by a wrecking ball and shot by an unidentified beam from space. Do you really expect me to believe that?”

“Then check it, dimwit. It's not as if I'm stopping you.”

The long haired delinquent merely grunted and rolled his eyes. Stomping away and opening the door, he went out of their apartment to check the unit next to them which is yours— or was supposed to be yours.

What he found was literally ridiculous. The apartment unit that once resembles the one they live in got totally wrecked. No more than half was left aside from the sofa, which he assumes you were sitting earlier.

“I didn't lied. Right?” You quipped and grinned as you stare at the damage in you apartment.

Collecting his thoughts even though confusion still remains, Keisuke just absorbed this absurdness and turned to you with a stupid look. “How the f are you still alive?” The young delinquent asked, now totally convinced that you're some sort of invincible alien.