Mr. Grey & Mrs. Green / BTS JIMIN

Roommate

Jimins POV

Yes I know," I answered, "I'm your roommate but I'm definitely not a she." I smiled at her and she looked so confused.

"But..but," she stuttered, "you're a man and I'm a woman. We can't live together. We don't even know each other."

"We can get to know each other and besides you already signed the contract so you can't kick me out."

I was so thankful for my sister as she signed the contract instead of me. She found it odd that I accepted Jin and Seungmin's request to live with Kirah. I don't know why they were being so protective but that's not my bussiness. I found Kirah kind of interesting and I wanted to help my friend as Jin did a lot for me already.

She was still staring at me so I decided to take action. "I'm gonna put my clothes in the closet, I have a lot of things and the moving company will be delivering my other stuff in the evening." I saw the dressing room and stepped inside when she screamed.

I looked at her and saw her looking at my feet. "Can you please..uhm..like..take your feet away from.." she said with red cheeks and I was confused.

I looked down and saw I was stepping on some fabric. I picked the fabric up and realised why she was blushing.

I had a black bra in my hand and I felt my cheeks blushing. "That's a big size.." I said while looking at her chest. I realised I was thinking out loud and she blushed even more as she saw me looking at her.

"That's my size, so can you please give it to me and like get out of the room? I'm going to clean this up so you can put your clothes here." She pushed me to the living room that was messy as well.

I thought I was going to live comfortable, but I don't think so anymore. I looked around and saw it was pretty decorated but it was just messy. There were a lot of water bottles, clothes and a lot of socks everywhere. I tried to sit on the sofa pushing away all her stuff. I looked at the open kitchen and it was not that messy.

So she cleans the kitchen but not the living room?

"Bam!" I heard a loud noise and I stood up quickly and went to the dressing room. At first I only saw clothes but then I spotted someone underneath it.

"Hey Jimin, if you're here then please help me. I'm suffocating," she said while trying to remove the clothes.

I chuckled and removed the clothes.
"You know, I have a friend that is just as clumsy as you are. But there is a possibility that you're worse." I tried my best not to laugh but I couldn't hold it anymore.

I was giggling like a girl until I felt someone pulling my hair.

"Ow! What are you doing?!" I screamed and looked at her while she was still pulling my hair.

"Payback, what else..," she grinned.

I looked at her and pulled her hair as well. "Ouch no! Not my hair you asshole!" She screamed and pulled even harder what caused me to scream as well. "Ow ow! Ok stop! Let's stop on the count of three!"

"1...,2...3!" I let her hair go and she let mine. We stayed there in silence for like a minute.

She sighed, "if you annoy me, you will lose your hair... Mr Grey."

"Now go, I still need to do a lot. The apartment is really messy." She tried to push me again but I stopped her.

"I can help you. If we do it together, it would be easier and quicker."

She hesitated a bit before saying, "Can you clean the living room? When we're finished I can help you with your stuff." She sighed finally accepting the fact that I was her new roommate.

I went to the kitchen and searched for a plastic bag. The kitchen was very organised but there were a few dishes in the sink. I decided to wash them first. After that I cleaned the living room and put the clothes in a basket.

"Give them to me, I'll put them in the washing machine," she took the basket from me without making eye contact.

I took my two suitcases and organised my clothes. I looked at the result and the dressing room looked really good. On the right were my clothes and as I looked on the left side I saw her clothes.

Her style was...you can't describe it. I saw boyish shirts but next to them were cute dresses. There were wide funky pants but vintage skirts as well. You could say one thing. There was not a lot of color in her wardrobe. She had only dark colors or very light pastel colors.

"As you can see, I don't wear bright colors", she was leaning on the door and looked at me. "They make me feel sick." She gulped and looked down with a sad face.

While trying to read her face I realised I wanted to know more about her.

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Jimin giggling is so cuute~~. That was the 4th chapter! Omg I recently found out that Americans write Grey with an A. I was always confused when I saw the word Gray but now I know heheh.

Thank you for reading and I want to know what you are thinking so feedback is always welcome! :)