The smell of pancakes and the odd amount of light coming from your window wake you up from your sleep.
You lift your head in search of your phone and find it on the floor next to the bed , your reflection staring back through the black screen.
Oh you are in trouble, you think as you turn the phone on, cursing whoever it was that decided to call you at unholy hours to congratulate you for your birthday.
As soon as the screen lights up, there are a few notifications of missed calls and messages from your family and friends wishing you a happy birthday, smiling when you slide all the way to the bottom and seeing the 4 missed calls from your childhood best friend, Jimin.
You met Jimin when you were in middle school. He was the leader of the dance team, and when you applied to be a part of the team, he welcomed you with a warm smile and helped you throughout the years, polishing your moves and helping you fall in love with dance. You found out later that he was actually Jin's cousin, and Jimin tried to play matchmaker with you both, ending in you and Jin becoming best friends.
Oh yeah, about that.
You and Jin have been unconsciously avoiding each other ever since last weekend, the faint memories of that night taking over your thoughts as you begin to mindlessly scroll through your social media apps.
You wish you could remember more of it, the blurry images of Jin holding you as you cried and as you slept making your cheeks burn. You think about the shower too, a tingling sensation lingering on your thighs as you remember the way his soft, plump lips caressed your skin through the soap.
You remember waking up with a slight headache, Jin's chest against your back as he snored on the crook of your neck. His arm and leg wrapped around your figure, the warmth of his body being the reason why you woke up in the first place. It took you a while to understand the situation, slapping yourself mentally for letting it go that far.
Did you say something stupid? Does he know? Your mind is working at the speed of light as you tried to remember any of the conversations you had that night, but it all came as a blur to you. You eventually fell back asleep and woke up to Jin being gone, a written note on the nightstand letting you know he went out to play Tennis with some friends and that he won't be back for dinner. He left a glass of water and some medication next to the note, thanking him silently as you took those quietly, unable to stop yourself from panicking as the pills hit the back of your throat.
Was he avoiding you?
You quickly discarded the thought when he came back home that night, greeting you with a big smile on his face and a bag of sweets that he bought for you from the pastry downstairs. You both spent the rest of the night together like you normally would, no one bringing up the events of the night before. You silently agreed to never talk about it, but deep down you both wanted to, so you decided to create some distance between you after that night to avoid saying something atupid, or acting awkward to the point of being suspicious.
You both stayed busy with uni work and your extracurricular activities. Luckily, you are both very active and social, so you barely bumped into each other at home for the past week, and it didn't feel intentional.
You continue to scroll through Instagram for a while, thanking everyone who congratulated you and sharing the stories they have tagged you in as you think about Jin, laughing at the few crazy videos your friends managed to find from a few years back where you were all drunk and dancing in the middle of the streets. The image of you and Jin dancing a drunk waltz and stepping on each other's toes makes you smile.
The screen suddenly flashes a new message, diverting your attention to the recent message.
< Message from Namjoon: > Not coming to class today?
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I Can Do Better [ Kim Seokjin x Reader]
FanfictionYour roommate is very vocal about his feelings towards your boyfriend, what you don't know is how he really feels about you. ⏤𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Seokjin x reader ⏤ Au: [Roommates au, bestfriends to lovers] ⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, smut