Melt.

Welcome. Chapter 1.

as the taxi drove down the road Jackson peered out the backseat window. fear bubbled in his stomach giving him discomfort. groaning, Jackson looked at his phone, scrolling through the text messages from the night before that he had with one of his new roommates. 

DabKing  hey this is Jackson Wang right

HongKong  yes and dis is who 

DabKing  Im one of your roommates i was told to tell you dat nobody will be home when you come tomorrow. we got detention for starting a flash mob in the cafeteria last night. key is under the post it.  

Jackson was slightly relieved he didn't have to look any of the others in the eyes when he arrived. Jackson hated being looked at. I guess you could call it a phobia. he couldn't handle eyes looking at him. eye contact was a no go which was surprising considering the fact that Jackson loved any type of physical contact. hugs, kissing, hand holding, any kind of touching. he craved it. finishing his thoughts he was alerted by the taxi driver stopping in front of a large gray modern apartment complex. each room could be the size of an entire house by themselves. checking in with the landlady, Jackson made his way up to the third floor as told by the old woman. 

standing outside of a modern door with the lettering "welcome roommie!" was printed on a small yellow post it note. ripping the post it note off the door Jackson's eye was caught by a small code written sloppily on the back of it. key is not the word he would use to describe it. pressing the five digit code into a small silver key pad above the handle, Jackson opened the door slowly. peering inside he was token aback by the brightly colored paint. unlike the outside of the apartment the walls was a explosion of lime green, bright red, pinks of every shade and a lot of yellow. 

looking down, Jackson spotted a trail of yellow post it notes with small arrows drawn on them. following the notes, Jackson ended up on the other side of the apartment in a gray room. a deep chuckle escaped his lips as he spotted more notes stuck onto the light gray wall. the words "Jackson's Room" was spelled out across them. understanding the hints Jackson picked up his duffle bag and dumped it out on the bed. sorting through his clothes, he came across a bright yellow sweater. he loved that sweater. quickly pulling it out of the bag he through it quickly on a hanger before it triggered his smaller self. placing it in the deepest part of the closet Jackson went back to sorting and hanging up his clothes. setting up his desk area and placing the dangerous box of fluff up under the desk where it couldn't be seen by the others, he sighed sitting down on the bed relieved that he hadn't messed up. 

--------------------------------------------- time skip two hours

a loud bang erupted through the quiet apartment. 

"awe come on hyung! i want to know if Jackson's here"a loud voice explained making Jackson who had fallen asleep wide awake. he inched towards the door and opened it slightly. "please just let me call him!" the voice continued. 

"um... im Jackson. nice to meet you, im just gonna sleep okay? thanks." Jackson spoke out loud enough for them to hear him then closed and locked the door before sliding down against the door. confused with what the heck just happened, the mother of the the boys, Jinyoung told the boys silently with his eyes to stay quiet and went to the new boys door. then knocked. 

"um Jackson? you alright, we kinda wanted to meet you." he said softening his voice as much as possible. he did not want to threaten the boy. a small muffled response escaped from behind the door. 

"i guess ill come out but, as i come out i need you all to close your eyes, then ill close mine and you guys can meet me." he said, voice sounding strained. confusion circled the older but, he just wanted to help the other so he replied,

"alright. give me a second to tell the others then ill tell you when to come out." Jinyoung answered walking back to the others. standing in front of them he explained the situation. "Jackson is uncomfortable so we are gonna keep our eyes closed until he tells us we can open them. at that point his eyes will be closed. DO NOT QUESTION IT." he said looking completely serious. the others nodded after three seconds of decision making. "Jackson we all have our eyes closed. you can come out now. we will not look. " Jinyoung ensured. 

Jackson, fully trusting the olders word unlocked his room and stepped out into the colorfully decorated room. he walked in to see six boys standing in a group and incredibly silent all eyes closed. a sigh of relief exited his mouth making at least three boys stiffen, surprised that he was actually in the room with them. sitting down in the nearest piece of furniture Jackson closed his eyes and spoke. 

"its okay to look at me now. I can't see you." his deep voice echoing off the walls. he could hear a few hitched breaths but kept his eyes closed and pulling his knees up to his chest. 

-----------------------------------the others eyes

looking down at the shorter boy on the white armchair knees drawn up to his chest, blonde locks falling over his eyes. the eyes of the boys could be seen tracing over the smallers jawline, sharp and precise. deep bags could be seen under his closed eyes. if they didn't know it he could pass as asleep. his shoulders relaxed and his black pants held tightly to the boys shape. the over sized black sweatshirt hung loosely off his muscular figure. although he was smaller he easily looked like he worked out everyday. i guess when i said smaller i meant short. he was short. 

-------------------------------- to JS pov

sticking my arm out slightly i waved. deciding i couldn't avoid looking at them i opened my eyes.