Seven Times I Hated Kim Seokjin

6th: (M) It Ain't Easy Tryna Stay in Love

Note: I briefly considered cutting this chapter in half due to its length, but I want to keep this story as 7 chapters. Not to mention that this entire chapter follows one theme; makes no sense in cutting in half.

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Before our one-year anniversary, Seokjin had bought himself a house. In the beginning, he spent half of his time at his house and the other in the dorms with the guys.

I mostly came over on the weekends, which was when he stayed at his own place. Time at my place became almost non-existent. It was mainly because his complex had security. He no longer had to disguise himself because we worried about neighbors catching him.

By our second year, I was fully moved in.

"I got that, gongjunim," Jin said to me as he saw me struggling with one of my heavy boxes.

He was on my side, taking the box from my arms in a flash.

I thanked him, looking around to see what I could take care of since Jin seemed to be handling the heavy lifting.

That's when I noticed it. "Seokjinah! The door!" I rushed over to the entrance and closed the door Jin had left open. I began to look around frantically.

Seokjin looked a bit lost at my reaction. "What?"

I sent him a glare. "Gukmul is out here."

He shook his head as he began to look around. "No, he's in his room."

"Remember when I said that I opened it and he came running out? I couldn't find him." I looked frantically around, trying to make sure that the sugar glider had in fact not left the building. God, if we lost him, I would never forgive myself.

In the background, I heard Jin call out for Gukmul as well. For what seemed forever, we looked everywhere. I was ready to go into the hall and start knocking on neighbors' doors.

Thankfully, Seokjin called out my name from one of the rooms. He had found the little gliding possum and put him back in his habitat.

I was more than relieved. That little guy meant too much to me. He was my sense of comfort and company while Jin was gone. After losing our two other gliders, I don't think my heart could take it if something happened to Gukmul.

"He's ok," Jin assured me, kissing my head.

I let out a sigh, allowing myself to relax.

Suddenly, his phone went off. He looked down, noticed the caller ID, and then gave me a knowing look. I knew it all too well. I gave him a nod, leaving him to privacy. It was work.

I went into the living room and continued to unpack. Every once in a while, I caught myself looking down the hall to ensure that Gukmul's room remained closed.

After several, long minutes, Seokjin finally arrived back.

"What was that about?" I asked. It was rare when he got a phone call from work after hours. Usually, he was sent a message.

He gave a light shrug as if the call was no big deal. "Some stuff got moved around. Plus, a lot of our American promotions are about to start and they submitted their questions. Looks like they're all interested in asking about mandatory enlistment."

I became a little quiet, noticing how Seokjin was not making any eye contact. It was a topic we mostly avoided. Every time it would come up, we spoke about it as if it was far in the future and not something to worry about now.

However, we were both adults. We were living together now. We needed to start having conversations that might be a bit uncomfortable.

"You know, we never really discuss it," I started.