Requested Short Story
Seungcheol x Robin
Fluff- Enemies to Lovers
Part 1. Enjoy^^
I huffed a breath when I finished unloading the boxes filled with 5 months worth of clothes. Definitely not how I imagined this day would go on. Earlier this morning, I got the confirmation of the taping of the new show I was part of, luckily. I was ecstatic about it and the lock-in taping. It just happened to be my manager's day off. That is why I had to do everything on my own from going to La Union to moving into the condominium. It was small but spacious enough to hopefully keep me entertained. I moved the other boxes so I could sit down on the carpeted floors.
My phoned dinged so I immediately stood up and grabbed it from my bedside table. It was a text from my manager.
Wonpil: Are you settled in, Robin?
Robin: Few more boxes to go. God why did it have to be your day off today. Shit's too exhausting to do alone.
Wonpil: oh come on! think of it as your exercise for today^^
Robin: Tch.
Wonpil: I'll go there tomorrow morning don't worry.
My manager's sent from heaven actually. He was the only to deal with my antics and my high maintenance self. After finishing the boxes, I dived right into the script given to me. Scanning through the scenes and imagining how I would act it out. Ok, let's practice! Let’s get into character, I'm a weeping lady, avenging her husband's death.
"Fuck! Steff! What are you- ughh that does not sound great" Stopped myself mid-sentence to evaluate myself as I go over the scene again to find the flavors it needs.
I took a breath, "What- No… Fuck! Steff! What are you doing?!" I talked to myself, in front of the mirror to check my facial expression. It was the scene when her character caught Steff. I kept going not until I heard my phone notification, I momentarily stopped but went right back to practicing since I expected it to just be Wonpil checking up if I was done unloading.
I was in the middle of memorising my lines for the 5th scene when my phone dinged again finally getting myself to check it.
Unknown: Can you quiet down please?
Unknown: Can you be quiet it's 11pm already???
Unknown: Room 136, I'm on the verge of filing a complaint right now.
Damn. I checked the time to see that it was already 1 am. And their messages had a 2 hours interval each. I felt sorry so I texted back an apology.
Robin: Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Did I keep you up?
Robin: Are you from Room 135?
Robin: I was just practicing, I didn't know I was being loudT^T
Unknown: Well, stop fucking practicing at 1am.
I got caught off guard at their tone in the text message. I could have granted their request of me shutting the hell up but if there is something I hate more than anything that is being rude and a jerk. I placed down my phone not bothering to reply.
I turned up music and blasted it on my speakers making sure that it was not loud enough to resonate on the whole floor, assuming that the one texted me was my neighbor. Playing Emergency by Day6, I bounced to the music and waited till 1:30am. I was still kind enough to not do an all-nighter just to annoy that jerk.
Next morning, It felt like hell. It was disgustingly humid and overall hot but still went to the gym. I wore a simple black sports bra with a flowy shorts to keep it cool and let my whole body breathe.
I opened my door to a guy about to knock. He was wearing workout clothes as well, has jet black hair that is wavy at the tips.
"I live next door," I rolled my eyes at the tone of his voice he was probably the one that texted me. "Look, I'm sorry about last night. I was practicing. No need to be a bitch about it." I said no longer interested to talk to him though I may say he looked good, buff and all. I walked in to the gym where I saw Wonpil.
