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2- He Smells Good

Jimin's POV

Not proofread (Tell me if you find mistakes!)

"What?!"

Why is this man so scary? He looks so mad, did I say something wrong? I thought I may have gotten the wrong room, but I'm sure this is room 69 on the 8th floor. I stare back at the brown haired male. "U-um, I'm your new roommate. The re-receptionist said you're one of the only vacant rooms in the campus." Me and my stupid stuttering, why do I always have to sound so weak?!

The tall boy groans, and glares at me with venomous eyes. "Go find another room, there's no way I'm letting you stay here." "B-but-" I was cut off when the door slams shut right on my face. I sigh and face palm- what am I supposed to do now?

I try knocking again, but no response. Making my way back to the reception, I see a man with a tag 'Manager' written in bold letters. Hurriedly, I walk to him and he turns around to see who was walking up to him. He looks at my luggage and smiles. "Hello, are you new here? Are you lost?" The man had a very handsome face, with broad shoulder and welcoming smell. It was almost Mother-like. "Um, I just went to my room, but the roommate doesn't want me there. Do you have any idea of any other room, that could be available?" I asked in a whisper-like tone, as it was usually how I spoke to strangers.

"Oh my god, is it jungkook? This boy, he really needs to start being more social with guys." So, that's the name of my roommate. Jungkook. It sounds....nice. Unlike his personality.

He took one of my duffle bags and hung it around his wide shoulders. "Here, lets go his room, we'll get this matter resolved. Oh me! I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm Seokjin, you'll see me around a lot." Seokjin gave me a wide smile, before leading me back to where I came from.

When we arrived at the said room's front door, my nose was intoxicated with pine wood smell. I wasn't able to smell it at first because of my nervousness, but now that I feel less burdened, the smell is much more stronger and... Attractive.

I sigh at my thoughts, there's no way he would like me, an unwanted being in the world.

Mr. Manager knocked on the door, "Jeon Jungkook! You better open the door young man!" A groan was heard from the other side and soon enough the door opened. As the door opened my nose was literally attacked by the pine wood smell mixed with a faint hint of.....cum?!

"What do you want old geezer? And why did you bring him here?" The brown haired male pointed at me with an annoyed look. I didn't have enough to be hurt by his question because my head was already spinning by the overwhelming smell this boy was emitting. My right hand was already placed on my forehead trying to ease the sudden headache that had came over me. It was like when you smell a strong perfume and it causes your head to hurt.

"Jungkook! He's going to be your roommate and you can't change the rules." Seokjin spoke and turned around to look at me, only to see my features contorted with pain. "Are you okay Jimin?" The manager voice was laced with worry as he placed his hand on my shoulder, bending over to my figure. Jungkook had a hint of guilty in his eyes and just sighed.

"Fine, come in. Your acting worked, congratulations." He rolled his eyes as he stepped to the side to make way for me and Seokjin. I entered and the smell intensified, I had never felt so weak from a scent before, and it made me feel so weak. Why did a stranger have such an effect on me? I just needed a little bit of time to adjust to the new surrounding, that's it.

The inside of the apartment was very common, white washed walls, with different photos hung on them, the living room had a big couch, a medium sized table and a TV. The kitchen was attached with the living and didn't look too big, nor too small, satisfactory to my taste. I sat down on the couch, with my luggage as Jungkook and the manager talked. I couldn't really focus on what they said as my eyes lingered to my roommate. Eyelashes that casted a shadow on his cheeks, eyes so deep, they could swallow up my soul - if they looked at me directly, I don't know how i'd be able to stand on my feet; dark, alluring with a hint of mischief.

I think my eyes had lingered on him for too long as he was now looking back me, mirroring my gaze; curiousness. Sudden shyness took over as I looked down, fiddling with my sweater paws. I heard the two stop talking as Seokjin starting to say his goodbyes. I didn't want the manager to leave, who knew what would happen between me and the other boy.

The door clicked shut, and that's when the silence took over. Jungkook was in the kitchen making what I had assumed was coffee and when he returned he had a serious look on his face. "Ok, so pretty boy, we have to make some rules clear here." I think I died a little when he called me 'pretty boy' even though I don't think he meant it in a good way. I nodded and let him continue. "1. Do NOT ever come near my bed area. 2. NEVER sit on my bed. 3. If you're gay, which I'm sure you are, DON'T bring anyone home because...ew. 4, Be quiet and 5, Don't ever touch me. Make sure you follow all these rules and I'll be fine." I gulped and nodded, not wanting to be kicked out on my first day. This dude really had some OCD or something.

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I unpacked all of my things in the room, that me and Jungkook had to now share. It was comparatively big with a window on Jungkook's side. Apparently, we had my side and his side, where Jungkook takes one half of the room and I take the other half. It was annoying really, but I didn't want to upset the younger. Yes, he's younger, I couldn't believe it at first since he looks so tall and just has a overall more mature compared to people his age these days. His side of the room had many posters of big bang and his dresser also held a bunch of albums from the artists, it was so unexpected to see a person like him be so obsessed with a band.

I was still trying to adjust to the smell of the house and sneezed a couple of times but otherwise, my nose was surviving, I still had my beanie on, I had to protect my identity , no matter what. I couldn't let myself be caught like last time and cause a ruckus.

The other male was still taking a shower so I carefully lifted the beanie from my head and let my two dog-like, and golden ears pop out. I really felt bad for them, having to be confined by a beanie most of the time. Now the beanie being gone it felt a lot better but my tail was still stuck in my skinny jeans. So carefully fully I shoved my hand to the back of my pants (wInK wONK ;))and took my fluffy and golden tail out of my skinny jeans. I felt so good to be myself, I could hear everything so much better, like how the boy in the shower was singing "Lie" by an artist called Park Jimin and how the birds were tweeting away on the trees. It felt so refreshing.

I was so immersed in my own pleasure that I didn't realize the door to the bathroom had opened.

"Jimin?"

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Hyper sensitive ears my ass lmao you cant hear shit

Sorry this was kind of like a beginning, so thing will get juicy soon (;

Happy new years!!

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