◒ Translation Please?◒ (Kim Namjoon x reader)

So cold!

"Namjoon..." You said in a disappointed tone. You were aware of how the situation sounded.
Some chick comes in after all this time you've been doing something and basically sweeps the reason you're recognized out from under you. Yeah, your argument wasn't sounding too good.

"You know I'm not trying to steal anything from you. God, now I sound like a jealous crush." You laughed a bit at how your rebuttal was going.

"Almost every group is getting a translator though, I didn't specifically apply to be your guys. I just checked group on the application." I explained with a small sigh, "look we don't have to be friends. But, please don't be mad at me for doing my job."

A look of guilt swept over Namjoon, literally you could feel it from where you stood. You kind of felt guilty too, for calling him out.

"Aish, I'm not mad at you." Namjoon said, " It's just going to take me a while to get used to you." He explained. Then he gave me a small smile that actually just melted my heart.

You nodded in agreement.
You almost felt guilty, but shook the feeling off, heading back to your own room to prepare to use the shower.

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You grabbed your towel and toiletries and made your way to your shared bathroom with namjoon.

You set up a small box for your dirty clothes beside a large wicker basket which you assumed was Namjoons'. Then you put your other things inside the shower, knowing that would be the best place for them.

Turning the shower on, You shedded your sweat covered clothes and threw them into the plastic bin. Your last thought would be that your pleasant evening shower would be interrupted.

Well that is until your water turned freezing in a matter of six seconds you were in it. You had almost forgotten you lived with seven boys.

"Yah! (Y/n)'s uSING ALL THE HOT WATER!" Hoseok screamed out in the hallway. Oh this boy gonna get some.

"NO YOU GUYS ARE! I AM FREEZING MY ASS OFF IN HERE!" I screamed, causing murmurs to circulate outside.

All you managed to hear was 'it must be Yoongi hyung'. And then some angry footsteps towards the other side of the house.

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After a while you got out of the shower, still cold, but refreshed.

You threw on your pajamas which consisted of undergarments (what you lived in a house of seven boys???) a baggy T-shirt and some old shorts.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I dried my hair and laid the towel to rest around my neck. Then, as I always did, I went to go get a glass of water before bed so I would always stay hydrated. Also reading before sleep was always crucial to you, so I thought a bit on which book I would read.

"Hey," I looked behind me to see Jimin holding a glass of water and reading a book whilst sitting at the counter. He delicately closed his book as he looked at me, and then sipped at a glass of water.

"Looks like we have the same nightly routine," I joked, peering over to see the book he was reading, " 'How to Kill a Mockingbird' huh? That's a classic."

"Yeah, I've already read it several times, but the best books must always be reread." He said, flashing a genuine smile in my direction.

"That's true. I'm currently engrossed in Macbeth." I said, figuring he would know the Shakespearian story.

"Ah, I'm not big on Shakesphere, it's just something about his writing style." Jimin replied, pushing his reading glasses up.

"Ah I understand, I felt that way about a lot of poe books." I said as I poured myself a glass.

"Don't sleep too late though, we have an interview with that English company tomorrow at eight. God I hate waking up early." I mumbled the last part to myself, but nonetheless reminded jimin.

"Oh yeah, you're right. Imma head to bed too. Sleep well." He said as he somberly dragged himself into his room, still reading.

And then I did the same.