The old man left Taehyung at that. 'Odd?' Taehyung thought to himself. What did he mean, odd? Taehyung was an odd person, was it that kind of odd? Or was it psychopathic odd? A million thoughts began running through his head at once. Maybe he was going to be roommates with a murderer? No, that would be ridiculous. This wasn't that kind of place. Was it? He looked around and took a rather deep and long sigh. "Here goes nothing~" He mumbled out quietly to himself and reached to knock on the door.
"Can I help you?" The voice came from behind Taehyung, causing him to yelp and spin before he could knock. "I know Kung Fu!" Was the first thing Taehyung yelled out, he didn't know Kung Fu. The only thing he knew about Kung Fu was the movie about the panda, and he had only watched that for the animals. The person let out a chuckle. The chuckle wasn't deep like the old mans but it wasn't high either. It fell nicely in the middle, Taehyung reluctantly opened one eye and looked at the, VERY, attractive boy in front of him. "Hello?" Taehyung titled his head to the side, taking in as much of the other boys appearance as he could. He was a taller boy, with brown sweeping hair. He had what seemed to be grocery bags in his hands and a phone messily shoved into his jeans pocket, which looked like it would fall out and onto the ground any second now.
"Hello, I'm Seokjin, you must be Taehyung?"
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Roommates? (BTS Ot7 AU) ~not continued~
FanfictionTaehyung stepped off of the train, finally free from the 'death trap' and the ride that took forever to end, not to mention the couple that sat in front of him snogging the entire time -Bleh-. He adjusted his backpack and walked towards the exit, he...
