A series of enha mini fics (one shots) from various genres and prompts. Not meant to be taken seriously. These are mostly unedited and only meant for entertainment (and to feed the delulu lol)
- Most, if not all of these, are in their POV but writte...
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I swear, without this guy as my roommate, I’d be dead from starvation. Not that I’m bad at eating or anything, but I work from home and get distracted or swamped with work that I just don’t have time to eat. Or I just… simply… forget. I know it's bad and he gets mad at me for it, but I swear it’s not on purpose.
We’ve been roommates for about six months now. I was looking for a roommate to help with the bills and everyone in my family told me not to get a male roommate, but he was willing to actually help pay for things and wasn’t making ridiculous demands. Like taking half my closet or wanting to take MY room just because it’s bigger. Unfortunately, we do have to share a bathroom but he didn’t care about that either.
Not to mention, he’s pretty clean. He cleans up after himself and keeps his things in his room. And now look, he’s even feeding me. How did I get so lucky to land a roommate like him? Honestly, I bet my best friend wouldn’t even be as good a roommate as he is. (No offense, Jake. I love you, but I don’t think you can compare.)
Today, I actually have a very rare day off so that means I can get some cleaning done. I ate the breakfast he left me (and while it was simple, it was GOOD) and started cleaning, starting in the living room.
Right as I got on to cleaning the kitchen, the doorbell rang. I knew exactly who it was and ran to the door. I pulled the door open to let Jake in and grinned when he lifted bags of food.
“Hey, bestie~ Don’t hug me, I’m sweaty.”
Jake laughed, nodding. “Okay. I won’t. I brought you food. You didn’t eat yet, did you?”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, not really. I’ve been cleaning all morning. I just finished the living room so we eat in the kitchen. I did have breakfast though.”
“Ah, and I bet your roommate made it for you, didn’t he?”
“Isn’t that obvious? I’m hopeless in the kitchen. You know that.”
We walked into the apartment and Jake set up the food on the kitchen counter. I washed my hands and got up on one of the stools by the counter and looked at the food.
“Looks good. Let me take a photo and send it to Jay first before he asks if I ate.”
Jake chuckled and photobombed the photo with a thumbs up. “You know, I still haven’t met him and it’s been how long since you’ve become roommates?”
I sent him the photo to tell him I’d be eating and looked at Jake. “I would introduce you two, but he’s busy. He’s honestly not home too often. And when he is home, I’m too busy to even call you.”
“Well, we’d better meet soon. You keep hyping him up.” Jake took a bite of the food. “Or I could sleep over and meet him tonight.”
I laughed and shook my head. “Please. My parents are already concerned that I have a male roommate. I can’t have them throwing a bigger fit that there are two men in my apartment, even if it is you. I can’t handle another lecture. Like I’m not a grown woman.”
