|| Enemies to Lovers/ Roommates AU||
Lindsay walks into the room, trips on absolutely nothing, and falls flat on her face.
That's just her luck, and she's used to it.
She was sent off to spend a week with the perfect teenage boy, Namjoon, whom she...
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The soft rays of sunshine streamed in through the gap of the flowing curtains before kissing the young brunette's long, flowing chocolate-brown hair. The melodious tunes of the whistling bluebirds gently escorted Lindsay out of dreamland and into the dawn of a new day.
Her eyelids fluttered open before her vision eventually ceased being groggy and distorted, making the bedroom seem much clearer. With a soft moan, Lindsay sat up halfway and yawned while rubbing her eyes.
With half-lidded eyes, she groggily looked around her and started unraveling the blanket tightly wrapped around her waist and legs. As she looked over her side, she suddenly froze on the spot, pulling the white sheet up to her face and cautiously peeking over its hem.
For there laid to her side, another person fast asleep. It only took a few moments for Lindsay to realize that it was in fact her roommate. Her roommate, Namjoon, who was laying with his head on his arm, his bangs a golden curtain on his face and his chest slowly rising up and down in steady rhythms.
Lindsay slowly put the blanket down and peered over Namjoon's sleeping face.
How on earth did he end up beside her on her bed?
Leaping back, she quickly looked down and patted her body all over before breathing a sigh of relief.
Nah, she still had her pajamas on and the nape of her neck felt smooth and untouched.
Then suddenly, from the very back of her mind, distorted hazy memories from last night's painful confession started to resurface on the surface of Lindsay's mind.
It all started coming back to her. How she had broken down in front of Namjoon in tears and how she ended up confessing to him about the tragic accident and the loss of her dear mother. At this, Lindsay had to swallow the growing lump in her throat.
It amazed her on how much she had ended up revealing to Namjoon whom she once used to despise so much. She had never told a soul on earth about the accident and telling it to Namjoon was definitely the last person whom she thought she would have confessed it to.
Nervously biting her lower lip, she inched closer and hovered her face above Namjoon's, gazing at his flawless face.
His luxurious golden locks cascaded over his face as he peacefully dreamt. His chiseled pink lips slightly tilted up to form a serene smile and soft snores echoed in the moment as he was enveloped in a tranquil slumber.
He looks so peaceful, almost youthful when he is asleep. Lindsay softly thought to herself with a smile.
He looked like a divine angel with the innocence of a little child. Lindsay felt her heart warming up when she realized that Namjoon went as far as to sleep beside her to help her get through her traumatic night.
She gazed at his slumbering face and recollected how disturbing yet oddly comforting last night felt. She still felt the warmth of Namjoon's loving embrace lingering in her body and she felt the soothing tingling sensation from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. It was so rich and pleasant.
