The Second Chance of A Suicidal Idol

Roomies (11)

Joon-woo sat watching the closed window of his door. He was worried. He was so worried, he had imagined 100 different ways to bash in his roommate's heads when they returned. He planned to lecture them, despite their seniority, and tell them off for putting their chances at debuting at risk.

He planned, standing at the window of his dorm, watching the dead night unfold in front of him. His phone was long dead and he and Reggie had exchanged their daily 'goodnight' message. Reggie was probably sleeping, Joon-woo thought with a frown. Had he always been such an early sleeper?

Joon-woo grimaced, because despite it being what he'd known, he hated to be alone. He hated to be alone, especially after a day of nothing good. He hated being alone when it was night, perhaps because he had gotten used to having roommates. Kite (if he counted) and now the three that were currently out way past curfew. But wasn't Jung Hyun-Ok in first? If he got caught Joon-woo didn't even want to know the consequences...

Joon-woo looked behind him to see Kite, half-asleep but also half-awake? As if the bird was watching him...

"Kite?" Joon-woo asked.

Now that he thought of it, he hadn't really talked to Kite all day. He had sent the bird off early in the morning before practice and had no idea what Kite had gotten up to in the day. He paused, why did he even care?

Kite peaked his bird head towards Joon-woo. "Yes?" It's sly comment didn't follow.

Joon-woo pursed his lips, noticing the lack of playfulness in its voice. Perhaps Kite was tired? "I was just wondering what you did today..." He almost whispered.

Kite raised a sleepy brow at that, "Hmm, that's a first..." It replied.

Joon-woo sent Kite a piercing look, "Okay nevermind then..." He huffed, turning back to watch the window.

"I watched." Kite suddenly said, pulling Joon-woo's gaze back to him. "Thank you for asking."

Joon-woo grimaced, looking back to the window to spot familiar figures pooling at the bottom. He heard frantic chatter that Joon-woo could hear too clearly for his liking. Were these guys morons?

He slowly opened the hatch to the window, as if to, waiting a few steps away with a less than satisfied expression. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if a mother scolding her child, and when Bo Jaesang peaked his head through the window, he forced his face into a grimace.

Bo Jaesang gulped, climbing through the window with his arms full of snacks. Joon-woo identified choco pies, chocolate corns, and Lotte Ghana chocolates. His eyes widened, how much money did Jaesang have on standby? Chocolate-lover much?

Then followed Junk Hyun-Ok, who still kept his calm expression as he didn't just risk his 1st place rank. He held quite literally just dried squid and other jerkys. Ryeo Hyun alike, but his expression seemed to be more cautious, more quiet.

Joon-woo tapped his foot on the floor as his roommate's snacks crinkled at their grips. He sighed.

"Are you guys crazy?" Joon-woo asked, "Why would you break the curfew?"

Ryeo Hyun blew at his lips, "I mean, almost all contestants sneak out." He explained with a shrug, passing Joon-woo and stuffing the dried meats and sea life into his bags.

Bo Jaesang followed, instead stopping to drop a choco pie into Joon-woo's hand with a guilty smile. Jung Hyun-Ok had long passed him, calmly shrugging, calming passing Joon-woo.

"What if you got caught? Especially you, Hyun-Ok Hyung!" Joon-woo reasoned, even having to close the window as god forbid his roommates used their too-tiny brains.