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Y/N's POV
After what felt like an eternity of hospital confinement, the prospect of finally leaving felt like a breath of fresh air. I stepped out of the hospital doors, the sunlight hitting my face as if to welcome me back to the outside world. Daphne trailed behind me, her heels clicking against the pavement as she caught up.
"Feels good to be out, doesn't it?" she remarked, flashing me a bright smile as we approached her car.
I nodded in agreement, relief flooding through me as I settled into the passenger seat. "Definitely. I've had enough of hospital gowns and bland food to last a lifetime."
Daphne chuckled as she started the engine, the familiar hum of the car providing a comforting backdrop to our conversation. "Well, at least now you can go back to doing what you love – training and preparing for your debut."
I sighed, the weight of the past two weeks lifting slightly at the thought of returning to my normal routine. "Yeah, I can't wait to get back to the studio. Hopefully, I haven't lost my touch with dancing and vocals."
As we merged into traffic, Daphne shot me a curious glance. "You seem eager to get back to work. Aren't you at least a little sad to be leaving the hospital...or should I say roommate?"
I shrugged, trying to downplay the sense of relief that washed over me. "I mean, it's not like I enjoyed being cooped up in there. But at least now I can focus on what's important – my debut." "And being away from Jimin, it's a blessing." I added.
Daphne nodded understandingly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Speaking of Jimin, let's talk about your...duo. You and Jimin seem to have quite the dynamic going on."
I groaned inwardly, bracing myself for another round of teasing from Daphne, which I had hoped would end at the first mention of him. "Please, not you too."
But Daphne was undeterred, her grin widening as she leaned in closer. "Oh, come on, Y/N. You can't deny that there's some chemistry between you and Jimin."
I scoffed at the notion, rolling my eyes at her suggestion. "Chemistry? More like oil and water. We couldn't be more different if we tried."
Daphne laughed, clearly amused by my response. "Well, they do say opposites attract."
I shook my head, the memory of our constant bickering still fresh in my mind. "Trust me, Daphne. Jimin and I are about as compatible as fire and ice."
As we continued our journey back to the dorms, Daphne shot me a cheeky grin, her eyes twinkling mischievously. I couldn't help but chuckle at her playful demeanor, grateful for the distraction from the impending conversation about Jimin.
"So, spill the tea, Y/N," Daphne teased, glancing at me with a knowing look. "What's the deal with you and Jimin? Are you two really as incompatible as you claim?"
I sighed, resigning myself to yet another round of interrogation about my less-than-ideal living situation. "Let's just say Jimin and I are like oil and water," I began, repeating the analogy I had used with Daphne earlier. "We repel each other at every turn."
Daphne raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by my comparison. "Interesting analogy, but I prefer to differ. Care to elaborate?"
"You find this really entertaining, don't you." I scoffed. "I do...now elaborate, my dear client." Daphne grinned.
I nodded, feeling a sense of catharsis as I delved into the myriad ways in which Jimin and I clashed. "Well, for starters, our tastes in everything are polar opposites," I explained, ticking off points on my fingers as I went. "He likes sweets, I like spicy. He's into romance, I'm into comedy. He thrives in social settings, I prefer solitude."
Daphne listened intently, her expression a mixture of amusement and empathy. "Sounds like you two are practically from different planets," she remarked, a hint of sympathy lacing her words.
I chuckled wryly, nodding in agreement. "You could say that. But what's even more baffling is that we seem to know all these things about each other, even though we've never actually talked about them."
Daphne's eyes widened in surprise, clearly intrigued by the revelation. "Really? How is that possible?"
I shrugged, feeling a pang of frustration at the thought of Jimin invading my thoughts even when he wasn't around. "I guess I'm just observant," I muttered, feeling a surge of annoyance at the idea that Jimin might have inadvertently wormed his way into my subconscious.
As we pulled up to the dorm building, I couldn't wait to escape the conversation and retreat into the familiar confines of my own space. With a quick nod of thanks to Daphne, I swung open the car door and stepped out onto the pavement, the cool evening air washing over me.
Stomping my feet determinedly as I made my way towards the entrance of the building, I couldn't shake the feeling of annoyance that lingered from our conversation. "Oil and water," I muttered to myself once again, shaking my head at the absurdity of the idea that Jimin and I could ever be anything more than reluctant roommates.
Jimin was nothing more than trouble. He was the root cause of the reason why RUN BTS was a chaotic show. He was dumb, unpredictable, and a flirtatious perverted jerk. I repeat, OPPOSITES DO NOT ATTRACT! At least in my case, that is.
As Ms. Shin, the receptionist, rushed over to greet me, I mustered up a polite smile and exchanged pleasantries before excusing myself with the tired excuse of needing rest. Truth be told, I was exhausted after the whirlwind of events that had unfolded over the past few weeks.
Stepping into my apartment, I was pleasantly surprised to find it remarkably clean, considering I had been away for two weeks. A small note caught my eye, tucked neatly on the kitchen counter. It was from Daphne, my ever-reliable manager and closest confidante.
"Cleaned your apartment for you bugaboo. Make sure to rest, and call me if you need anything ;)" the note read, accompanied by a playful winky face. I couldn't help but chuckle at her thoughtfulness, grateful to have someone like her in my life.
Daphne wasn't just my manager; she was my rock, my sounding board, and my closest friend in Seoul. Moving from Daegu and diving headfirst into the cutthroat world of K-pop had been daunting, to say the least. As an introvert, making friends didn't come easily to me, and it wasn't until I had known Daphne for several months that we truly connected.
But from that moment on, she had been by my side through thick and thin, supporting me through the highs and lows of my journey towards debut. And as I sank into the comfort of my clean apartment, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for her unwavering presence in my life.
"Thanks daph.." I mumbled before jumping on my lover, my bed.
♡OIL AND WATER DON'T MIX : OPPOSITES DON'T ATTRACT♡
