My Nerd My Type || K.SJ.

6. Intense (Pt. 1)

I'm downstairs.

The message appears at the top of your screen as you lie on top of your covers. You click it before it can disappear off your screen and type out your reply.

Come up, the door's unlocked.

A simple eye roll emoji is the only reply you get as you click back on Instagram and continue your scrolling. He is going to tell you off, you know, but it is easier to just leave the door unlocked rather having to get up from your bed just to open the door for him. Plus, nothing bad has happened from you leaving it unlocked... yet.

You only did it when you knew Jin was coming over anyway. Seokjin liked to remind you that that wasn't the point, just because nothing bad had happened yet didn't mean nothing would happen. Much like the emoji he sent you, you rolled your eyes at him.

It only takes a few minutes for the unmistakable noise of the front door opening, closing and then the lock clicking into place.

You roll your eyes even as a smile comes to your lips at the sound. Your eyes stay focused on your phone overhead as you hear Seokjin's near silent steps heading to your room. They stop when he presumably reaches your door, but you still don't look at him.

"I could literally be anyone."

You close your eyes, biting the inside of your mouth to try and stop the smile coming to your lips.

He is being deadly serious, you know, and laughing at him in this moment would not help the situation. You'd done it once before, and you got a lecture so long you considered recording it and submitting it to your local uni to see if it would be useful for them.

"How was your day, Jin?" you ask, opening your eyes to look back up your phone, finger scrolling down the page but brain not taking in any of it.

"I'm being serious Y/n, you shouldn't leave the door-"

"I know," you cut him off, arm falling onto your bed, your view now of the ceiling. "I promise I'll lock it next time."

"That's what you said last time," he sounds exasperated, and you twist your head so that you can finally look at him stood in your doorway.

He looks particularly soft today. His broad shoulders showing even through the big, baggy jumper. His waist almost unnaturally thin in comparison, the belt around his blue skinny jeans doing everything to accentuate the fact, glasses resting at the edge of his nose.

He looks like one of your favorite Jin today, hair un-styled, and though he has never been particularly vain, when you started to date him, he seemed to open up, show more sides of him and staring at him now, you can see one of these hidden sides. A side that it felt like was for your eyes only.

You jut your lips out into a pout, widening your eyes ever so slightly. His face remains hard as he looks at you and you realize this wasn't going to be a battle so easily won.

"This time I mean it," you try.

He steps fully into the room, taking the two strides so that he can loom over you still lay in your bed. You look up at him, lip still jutted out into a mock pout. And he looks down at you with the same hard face, though you can see it's softening the longer he looks at you, cracks forming in his performance.

"You better," he says.

"Or what?" You challenge.

"Or..." he pauses to think. "I'll have to pay someone to come and make sure it's locked all the time for me. That would get very expensive."

You hum, lips curling at the edges. "Very threatening of you."

His face finally breaks, an unmistakable smile forming on his mouth. "I'm a very threatening guy."