Just College

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Seungmin sat hunched over at his desk in the empty room since his roommates were nowhere to be found this bright Sunday afternoon. He copied words from his textbook and into a notebook. An assignment on social sciences that was due tomorrow. His left hand fisted some strands of his hair while he carefully wrote down some points from the textbook into the second page that was almost fulling up.

Jisung and Jeongin avoided the boy like a plague since yesterday after he blew up on them for drinking his cereal and leaving him with nothing to eat. Seungmin just hoped that wherever they were was nowhere else but the food market. He couldn't be the one going grocery shopping all the time. He turned to the next page, writing slowly to make his work really clear. The professor was quite picky about handwriting. He was sure none of the boys he roomed with had done theirs. That just meant he was writing this assignment for three people.

A sigh left him. He was getting more irritated with each passing second. He tried focusing on this long essay he was writing but even that won't help anymore since he was almost done. It kept him occupied, to stop him from doing the usual thing he did when his emotions were just too much.

Having sex.

For someone who said Jisung lived practically on sex, you'd be surprised that he was somehow speaking for himself too. When Seungmin got angry, frustrated, or stressed, the best way he tried to relieve the emotions weighing him down was by doing something sexual. Chan told him it was really unhealthy and he has been trying to stop it but fuck, right now, he felt like was going to combust into flames soon.

His hand tightened on his pen as he put the last fullstop, signalling the end of his assignment. He looked to the door as he closed his books. Not long after, his roommates walked in, carrying bags that showed they indeed stopped at the market. Seungmin felt himself calm down a little. If they had decided to come home without shopping, he would have thrown them out the window.

Jisung cautiously smiled at Seungmin as he walked to the fridge. "We will have some real food finally", he dropped the bags, opening the neat but empty fridge. He slowly bent down, opening one of the bags and restocking the fridge again.

"Hyung", Jeongin called Seungmin and he turned to where he stood behind the small kitchen counter, setting up ingredients on it. "What were you writing?"

"An assignment that was given to us on social sciences", Seungmin replied, relaxing on his seat.

"Oh. I am safe then. It's for your year"

Seungmin rolled his eyes. "Your yearmates were given the same assignment. We had joint classes on this", he stared at the phone on his table.

Jeongin's little gasp came first before Jisung's. "Say, can we borrow yours?", they asked in unison.

"I wrote it for three of us anyway", Seungmin let out and the boys stared at the back of his dark locks with a smile.

"Thank you!"

Seungmin hummed loudly, accepting their cheery gratitude. It was a contrast to the turmoil he was facing right now.

"I will make kimchi fried rice real quick", Jeongin said and Seungmin gave him a thumbs up without looking at them.

"Ah, right. The boys are going to a club downtown", Jisung informed and Seungmin spinned in his seat to look at the boy stocking the fridge up. "For real?", he asked.

"I am being as real as I can be. Are you going?. I am definitely going", Jisung closed the fridge, picking up the empty market bags lying around.

"Oh I am definitely going", Seungmin got on his feet and the boys stared at him as he walked in the direction of the bathroom.