Kpop Fanfic | Short Stories

Confused Roommates | Jimin

Just an idea came across my mind. Enjoy.

You stopped typing on your computer and your fingers hung awkwardly over the keyboard. You could no longer find the words in your mind.

You lost concentration, as a loud music came from the room next to you.

Frustrated, you snapped your bedroom open as you walked into the room that was just next to yours. Knocking on the door, angrily, a boy who you call your roommate opened the door.

He was breathing heavily, soaking in his own sweat. His hair sticking to his forehead and you could see drops of sweat running down his face. You tried to ignore how good he looked right now, despite him being sweaty.

"Did I annoy you?" He asked, with a smile that reach from ear to ear. His eyes would disappear when he smiled.

It was hard to stay angry at Jimin, despite his best body that you would drool dreaming of touching it, he was so innocent and cute. Like a little angel who had decided to drop at your door to be your roommate.

"Just keep the music down. I can't concentrate." You said, clearing your throat.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I was just practicing. I will keep it down."

"Have you eaten dinner?"

He shook his head and you sighed, not believing that guy. He came home from his studio a few hours ago and he still didn't eat anything.

"Do want to eat something?"

"Are you going to make me dinner?" He smirked and you felt heat rushing to your cheeks.

"If you don't want, then forget it." You blunted, turning around to leave. But before you could make your second step, a hand reached for your elbow, stopping you.

Realizing that he was touching your bare skin, Jimin drew his hand quickly to his side. You smiled at the way he looked as if he committed a crime by touching you.

"Actually, I'm hungry." He said, not looking in your eyes.

You half smiled, before resting your hands on your waist. "Take a shower then. Food will be ready when you come out."

He nodded, as returned back inside his room. Grabbing clothes, he quickly made his way to the bathroom. You already made your way to the kitchen to feed him.

It was strange at first to be a roommate with an idol. As a script writer and producer who worked for BigHit, they asked you to accept Jimin in your house for a couple of months. It was hard at first to accept that a young man would live with you, but later you got used to it.

It had been a few weeks since Jimin took the empty room next to yours. Living with him under the same roof frustrated you in many ways. You could angry a lot, annoyed. Sometimes you wished you could ask him to leave your house.

But he always apologized for the little mistakes he did, smiling that innocent smile of his making your anger go away. He made you feel butterflies in your stomach with every little action he did, which was dangerous.

Jimin would never look at you that way. Jimin had a boyfriend who would visit him regularly. One of his group members, Min Yoongi, the reason why Jimin was staying with you instead of dorms.

After preparing dinner for Jimin, he came out of the bathroom wearing an oversized white T-shirt and black sweatpants. The towel was over his head, he slid it down to his neck as he sat down amused of the food you made.

"Eat a lot." You said, walking away, but Jimin's voice stopped you.

"Aren't you going to eat with me?" He pouted like a little kid even though he was already a grown up man.