Room 103 || Taegi ||

Chapter 5

I rake my hand through my grey coloured dyed hair, chewing down on my lower lip as I glance down both ends of the hallway.

No one was in sight.

Crap, what do I do now?!

I pull out my phone checking the time. It was around 5pm.

Maybe he went out to get something?

I thought, trying to calm myself down. I move to the side of the door, my back pressed against the beige wall as I slide down it, my ass hitting the cold floor.

If I wait here then he'll eventually come back right? It shouldn't take too long.

~*~

Five hours.

Five God damn hours I have been waiting for this boy. I could feel my stomach growling due to hunger but that was the least of my worries right now. My eyes were feeling heavy as I try to keep myself awake, refusing to fall asleep in the hallway.

My body slowly begins to droop. Exhaustion from the move envelopes over me while my eyes finally shut.

Yoongi's POV

I stumble back, late to my dorm. It must have been around 11 maybe 12 o'clock at night. I had met up with Jungkook to go on a small drinking session. He decided to invite Jimin, who oddly kept throwing me looks. If it wasn't for the fact that he's my best friend's boyfriend, I would've banged him by now.

I stumble forward a little, concentrating on my feet while they scuffle their way down the hall. My sluggish eyes fall instantly onto the small body next to my door. At first I was confused, pouting out my lower lip at the boy but then I realise,

Taehyung.

He was strangely interesting, I could tell from the first time I met him that he liked Jimin. I smirk knowing that I should confirm my accusations soon but for now I really need my bed. I unlock my door but glance back at Taehyung.

Should I wake him?

I stood around for a few moments debating on whether I should wake him or not before deciding against, slamming the door over, hoping that it might frighten him back to his senses.

I enter the room, stripping out of my dark clothes before throwing a pair of grey sweats on, leaving my top half bare. I blink, staring back over at the closed door.

He still hasn't woke up?

I groan, shuffling back over to the door, opening it to find the younger boy had fallen over in his sleep, now on his side with his head leaning on the laundry bag he had beside him. I sigh, inching closer to him, I move a strand of his grey hair away from his eyes taken in his appearance.

I would be lying if I didn't say I thought he was cute. I find myself smiling down at the boy till I shake my head, replacing it with a deathly sour expression that I usually wear.

I carefully pick him up, surprised at how light he was while moving him into the room. I purse my lips, realising that his bed was still not made since he had to go clean his sheets.

I groan, laying him down in my bed. I cover his slightly shivering body with the warm, silky white sheets before heading back to the door, picking up the laundry bag and make his bed. I hop onto the bed, snuggling into the fresh clean sheets as sleep takes over my drunken state.

Taehyung's POV

I wake the next morning, yawning while stretching my arms out above me. I smile, lazily sitting up to feel the softness underneath me. I look down finding myself in a bed.

Yoongi's bed to be exact.

I peer to my side to find Yoongi asleep in my now made bed.

Did he move me in here?

I try to recall the previous night, remembering that I waited for hours for Yoongi before blank.

Nothing.

I shrug, hopping out of bed before grabbing a towel from one of my boxes that must have been delivered yesterday while I was out.

The bathroom was rather large, I lock the door before stripping out of my clothes from yesterday, turning the hot shower on as I jump inside feeling the spray of water hit my skin.

Once cleaned, I exit the shower, wrapping the yellow fluffy towel around my lower half. I ruffle my hair taking in my reflection in the mirror. I actually had a good night sleep for once, my lips slowly turn into a grin before I brush my teeth.

I unlock the door ready to leave before realising that I'm practically naked.

Maybe if I'm lucky he'll still be asleep.

I quietly pull open the door, a small fog of steam escaping into the cold air while I waltz back into the room. I freeze when I see Yoongi sitting upright in my bed, his eyes automatically staring at me. A smirk begins to grow on his lips when he notices how unclothed I am. I gulp, trying to cover as much of my bare chest as possible, feeling vulnerable and dirty at his intense stare.

Yoongi licks his lips, his eyes scanning my body from head to toe. I try my hardest to ignore him, making my way towards the boxes while taken out a pair of boxers, a thin white tee and some light ripped shorts that stops just above my knees. I rush back into the bathroom, not sparing Yoongi another glance.

That didn't stop him from making a flirty comment,

"Looking good babe!" He shouts from the other side of the closed door. My cheeks flush at the nickname, but I shrug it off, knowing find well he's only teasing me.

I get changed before walking back out. I pick up my phone still ignoring Yoongi, who's piercingly watching me from the side. It was around 10am so I decided to text Jimin if he would meet me to hang out.

"Who're you texting?"

My eyes look away from my screen towards the curious boy, "why do you want to know?" I ask rudely, I didn't mean for it to come out rude but it just did.

Yoongi scoffs, obviously annoyed at the tone I used with him.

"Fine don't tell me." He hisses, lazily getting up as he saunters over towards the bathroom door, slamming it in the process. I jump a little at the sound before ignoring it, turning my attention back to my phone to see that Jimin was coming to pick me up outside the school in five minutes.

I pull out my brown Timberlands from the box that I had labelled shoes, deciding on packing away my clothes and that later. I collect my wallet and phone before heading for the door, making sure to take my keys this time.

I don't say bye to Yoongi, still annoyed at him for being so rude to me yesterday. I roam down the stairs, my feet pattering down each step till I'm on the ground floor.

I wander over towards the door, exiting before making my way to the front of the school. Jimin still wasn't here yet so I flop myself down on the sidewalk, waiting patiently for his car to arrive.

A few moments later Jimin's car comes rolling by, "having fun?" Jimin asks peering out his open window with an amused look.

A small grin makes its way onto my lips while I get to my feet. I open the passenger door, sliding myself inside the car.

I was expecting Jimin to start driving but he doesn't. I frown,

"Why aren't we leaving?"

Jimin opens his mouth to speak but is cut short,

"I'm here!"

I look up to stare out the front of the car window to see them.

Oh God.