Living With Wanna One!

[six]

Crystal POV

Yes.. right now I'm being dragged by a so called idol, up a load of stairs, and I'm out of breath. This job... should not be underestimated guys, it's the hardest thing on planet Earth....

"Stop dragging me! Ouch!", I barely managed to make out.

We finally stopped in front of a door, so this is Woojin's room? He looked at me one more time, unsure. And then finally, opened his door and I literally, gaped my mouth open. Oh my god.

His room looked like it had been hit by an earthquake. No no even worse. It looked like it had been tossed and thrown around by a huge monster or something. Oh my g- maybe this is why his manager wanted me to clean his room first. I've never in my life seen such a state, pft and my parents call me messy.

"Close your mouth or a stupid bug will fly in", he bluntly stated whilst pushing my jaw up, so my mouth closed.

"H-how... I... y-your room"

"Yup it's messy, but I can't be bothered to clean it, too much effort"

"I... oh my..."

I walked into the room and looked around. Where to start first? Well, one place was excluded, Woojin's bed. Since he sat on it as soon as we entered. So I decided to go with his desk.

He was sitting there, on his phone, totally ignoring my existence which was completely fine by me because I need peace and quite when I'm working.

I stared by organizing his notebooks in order of colour, woah, he has loads. I peeked in one and saw hm.. lyrics? Woah so he writes his own raps? That's impressive! Even though that doesn't change the fact that he's mean and annoying.

I then laid out all his accessories and keepsakes and put them on a little rack. Finally! The desk is all finished. I dusted my hands by rubbing them against each other and moved over to his wardrobe.

I opened it to see clothes hanging off the hangers and dumped on the base of the wardrobe. You serious... I rolled my eyes but kept quiet since I guess I'm getting money so no complaining.

I hung all the clothes properly and ordered them in colours. Damn he has a lot of red... I was casually admiring his clothes, his fashion sense is actually pretty nice.

I then heard several pings. At first I assumed it was Woojin's phone but then I realized that he had earphones so... it must be my phone! I quickly took my phone out and checked the lock screen.

It said I had a message from Min Jae! Oh! I never told you about him, he's my classmate in dance. I told you already that I'm the worst at studying but me and Min Jae sneak off on the weekends and go to dance class! We're pretty close I guess, best friends

I was just about to check what he sent me when I felt a hand grab onto my phone and before I could even realize, it was out of my hand?! I turned around to see Woojin holding my phone and staring at the screen confused.

"Y-yah!! Get off my phone!"

He raised his eyebrow, "Why are you on your phone during work hours?"

"Work hours? What are you saying? Just give me my damn phone!"

"Why do you want it so badly.. is there something interesting on he-"