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"Where did all this rain come from?!" You complain to yourself as you close the front door with your hip, both hands busy carrying your grocery bags.

"You need help?" A second voice startles you, dropping one of the bags on the floor as you turn to the place where the voice came.

A tall, pink haired guy stands by the door frame of Yeonjun's bedroom. He stares at you as he slurps on his instant ramen, blinking repeatedly as he struggles to keep himself awake. The bags under his eyes make it more than obvious that this man has not slept in the last 24-48 hours.

"I got it, thank you," You reply in a slightly harsh tone due to your annoyance with the crazy weather, but offer him a smile which he reciprocates.

"I gotchu," he says, walking towards you as he picks the fallen bag up, placing it on the kitchen counter. "Sorry I couldn't welcome you last night, I had a long shift." He excuses himself. "I'm Yeonjun." He places the now empty cup of noodles next to the bag as he helps you unpack your groceries and places them on your designated shelf.

I'm pretty sure I said I don't need help, you say to yourself as you stand next to him, mimicking his actions as you place everything where it's supposed to be. 

You both work in silence, finishing to put everything away faster than you thought you would. "I'm y/n, by the way." You present yourself after you realize you haven't. "Sorry, the rain got me in a mood. I hate getting wet." You excuse yourself this time, which makes him laugh.

"No worries, I can help you unpack the rest of your boxes if you need an extra hand." He offers kindly, which this time you don't reject.

The few boxes you left on the hallway are the ones that are too heavy to carry by yourself, so an extra hand would be more than useful to you right now.

"Thank you, that would be nice." You smile back at him.

Yeonjun gets into moving your boxes right away, carrying them with ease to your room.

Once they are all in your room, he begins opening the boxes and helping you sort where everything goes. To be honest, you weren't expecting him to help you organize everything, but you are thankful for his company, and competence.

You engage in small talk and quickly learn that he is in the medicine major, which explains the I-haven't-slept-in-3-years kind of look. He gives you all the tea about Beomgyu, and tells you about his crazy ex-girlfriend that almost moved in with them, instead of you.

In less than an hour, you find a friend in him, confiding in him to talk about everything and nothing as you both work efficiently. "What about Soobin?" you ask, genuinely curious to have the big question answered.

"You met him already?" He asks, as he throws an empty box from your bed to the corner. "He's a cool dude. We get on each other's nerves a lot, but he's like a brother to me." He nods to himself, a smile appearing on his face as he thinks fondly of his friend.

"Is he Beomgyu's pass friend?" You ask shyly, instantly regretting it when Yeonjun sits on your bed next to you, his body frozen as he looks at you deadpan.

"What? You like Soobin?!" He snorts, trying to keep his laugh to himself which he fails to do.

You panic as he covers his mouth with his hands, finding the situation hilarious for some reason.

"Why are you laughing? And no. I was just asking!" You roll your eyes at him while folding your clothes, placing them in the correct pile and avoiding eye contact with Yeonjun who is still laughing by himself.

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