Beomgyu was too tired to unpack his belongings which was mostly paintbrushes, canvases, paints and some pair of clothes. He kept his luggage aside and started roaming around to have a look at the house when he heard the door knob turn.
Yeonjun, resplendent in designer clothes and exuding an air of privilege, came in with a scowl marring his handsome features. His parents' ultimatum still echoed in his ears, their words a bitter reminder of the life he had been forced to leave behind.
Beomgyu smiled at him. "Hey.. you must be my roomate? It's nice to meet you.
"huh? what roomate?"
Beomgyu told him about the sharing thing and how he really needed to save money for future.
"uhm so yeah..., Introduce yourself."
Yeonjun scowled looking at the room and dropped his belongings. " I'm Yeonjun and I'm damn tired so can you fucking stop talking with me?" He said without sparing a glance at the other.
Beomgyu pressed his lips together in annoyance and ultimately left the room , shouting from the other room, " Here you go. take all the space you want..!"
Yeonjun looked at Beomgyu as he went away from there. He groaned and sat down on the couch lazily. After sometime, Beomgyu slowly entered the living room and sat next to Yeonjun, who as scrolling on his phone looking frustated.
"So, what do you do for a living?" He asks him while putting his hand on the back of the couch and folding his legs.
Yeonjun put his phone down and looked at him. "Huh? I don't need to do anything. I was thrown out of my house by my own fucking parents. Sounds crazy right?!"
Beomgyu said casually, "well... I don't think it's crazy.."
After a minute of silence Yeonjun spoke up.
"This is ridiculous!" he exclaimed, his voice dripping with disdain as he eyed the house with barely concealed contempt. "I can't believe I have to live in this dump!"
"Well, maybe if you hadn't been so spoiled, you wouldn't be in this situation," Beomgyu shot back, his voice laced with sarcasm. "
Yeonjun glared at Beomgyu. The younger was sure hella sassy but Yeonjun liked it, of course he wasn't gonna admit it though.
"Anyways.. Let's call it a day. I'm sure you won't have any problem sleeping on the couch" Beomgyu said teasingly knowing what a spoiled brat the other one was.
Yeonjun's eyes widened. "I'm not going to sleep on the dusty couch.. Mind you! "
Yeonjun smiles as a sudden thought crossed his mind. He adds after a second, " Well I don't have any problem sleeping next to you." He winks at the younger.
"I'm not in the market for that." He smiles sassily and went in their shared room. "BUT you're worth regretting if I don't accept"
Yeonjun grins excitedly and went towards him. " And- before I forget, give me your number, roomie."
Beomgyu glances at Yeonjun once before typing his number on Yeonjun's phone. He smiled.
" Here you go.. roomie"
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