Paci

Prologue

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Hobi POV

I just arrived at my new apartment that I will being sharing with a roommate. How will this go,Will I like him? Is he nice? I had many questions running through my mind at this very moment.

I knocked on the front door of the apartment. I did not receive any keys to the place.

I waited about 2 minutes before the door opened,to show a short,blue haired male, who I guess was my roommate.

"H-Hi," I said nervously, "Are you my roommate?"

The boy nodded

"Oh, umm, I'm Hoseok, or you could call me Hobi. Whichever works best for you," I extended my hand. "I'm Yoongi," he said. He then left me at the door with my hand out as he walked back into the house. Okay then... I thought.

I slowly walked into the unfamiliar living space.

I wonder why he was so mean,maybe he just woke up. Yeah,we'll go with that.

I noticed he was wearing a black hat backwards with the word 'SWAG' written on it. I set my stuff down, "That's a cool hat," I said. He seemed to ignore me and just start playing on his phone. There was an awkward silence.

"So, uh, where's my room," I asked. Yoongi rolled his eyes and gestured for me to follow him. I picked up my stuff and he took me into an empty white room.

"Here's your room, there's your closet, there's your bathroom. Have fun," he said sarcastically and walked out. What's his problem? I decided not to worry about it and began putting my stuff up and arranging my room the way I wanted it to be.

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After I'd gotten everything together I looked at the clock. 1:50am.

I collapsed on my bed and sighed, realizing I was hungry. I went downstairs and surprisingly saw that Yoongi was still awake. He didn't have his hat on now either.

"Hey Yoongi hyung!" I yelled from the stairs. He glanced at me and quickly put his hat back on.

"What are you still doing up?" I asked walking downstairs. "I could ask you the same thing," he said in a sassy voice. He doesn't seem that happy or nice of a person. Maybe I just need to get to know him.

I walked into the kitchen and looked to see what was in the fridge.

I ended up just making a PBJ and sat next to Yoongi on the couch, "So what are you doing?" I asked, taking a bite. He quickly turned his phone away from me so that I couldn't see it, "None of your business," he scoffed. "sorry," I mumbled.

I couldn't help but notice the lumps in his hat on either side of his head. I figured he was having a bad hair day or something maybe that's why he's in a bad mood.

After I finished eating my sandwich I went back into my room and put my PJs on. I climbed into bed and looked at the clock. 2:47am. I hugged my pillow and closed my eyes.

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The next morning when I woke up I smelled something good. Pancakes? I questioned. I walked downstairs and saw Yoongi in the kitchen cooking, I didn't know he could cook.

I leaned on the bar, "Good morning new roomie," I said cheerfully. "Oh...hey," he said.

Maybe he's just always on his period.

He was still wearing the hat. I can't help but wonder why. I also noticed another larger lump on his lower back under his shirt. I can't take this anymore.

"So why do you have those lumps under your clothes?" He froze and his face turned bright read. "Umm...," He stuttered. He looked panicked, "I don't have to answer that!" He nearly screamed in my face. "Okay, okay, sorry," I apologized.

He finished the pancakes and put one in front of me, "Eat and shut up," he said, his face still flushed.

He actually looks kind of cute when he's flustered, I thought.

I grabbed a fork and cut into the pancakes. They were still gooey on this inside but not raw, "I like mine like that, I don't know if you do or not. If you don't then make them yourself next time," Yoongi said.

I wasn't too sure at first, but once I tried it, it actually tasted really good.

"Yoongi, these are actually really good," I said, "Good, because if you didn't like them you would just have to deal with it," he said.

Yep, I think he's on his period.

When Yoongi first sat down he flinched a little, like it hurt for him to sit. I don't know what he did last night, but from the way he is acting, I'm not getting good ideas, if you know what I mean.

He shifted in his seat to get comfortable before eating his pancakes. "I'm going to the store later on, so if you need anything make me a list and I'll pick it up."

That's the nicest thing he's said to me since we met last night, "Okay, thanks," I said as I put another peice of pancake in my mouth.

I looked at the clock on the stove. 9:17am. I don't have work until 1:00 so I guess I'll write that list for Yoongi, because there are actually some things in need, and then I guess I'll just sit around and wait.

"Do I need to pay you back?" I asked. Yoongi shook his head as he chewed the last of his pancake, "No. You don't need to pay me. It's fine."

I look at him confused. Why is suddenly being so nice to me? I thought, Only minutes ago he was yelling at me.

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Yoongi left to go to the store and I still had 3 hours before work. I decided I'd looks round the house.

I ended up getting distracted and created a Netflix account for myself when I was broken from my trance when I heard something fall upstairs.

When I went to check it out I didn't see anything messed up in my room, the bathroom, or the storage space, so I figured it must have come from Yoongi's room.

Should I check it out? What if it was something important? Something valuable to him?

I decided to go look at it. Right as my hand touched the doorknob there was a tight grip on my wrist and I was pulled away, "Don't. Ever. Go. In. My. Room. Understand?" Yoongi said. I gulped and nodded.

He let go of me, "Good. Your stuff is on the table downstairs," I nodded and sped past him.

Jeez, what's his issue?