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She finally got home after a long day of helping Taeyong clean up the messes he made. Which included overfeeding the fishes, cleaning up the spilled hay from the floor and restocking various items. Sometimes she wondered why he kept his job if he was this bad at it, she just hoped he wasn't sleeping with the daughter of the owner.
With a sigh she kicked off her shoes, flung her jacket at the coat rack before making her way inside the home. She was ready to show her roommates a different kind of attitude after her talk with Taeyong.
"You're terrible, I am not doing that" she heard Yuta's voice yell.
She raised her eyebrows but decided not to pay attention to him, last time she did that she caught him playing with himself. The last thing she wanted was to see him doing something intimate again.
Although she had to admit his voice sounds agitated.
"Back off and live your own damn life" he yelled again, "I do not need the help of someone like you. I get by just fine so back off".
Just when she was about to open the door to her bedroom she was startled by Yuta throwing his door open. He ran his fingers through his hair as he let out a frustrated sigh, it was as if the older male didn't notice her.
"Are you okay" she questioned carefully, afraid he would snap at her too.
Yuta look startled, "oh you're home" he muttered.
In response Norway nodded.
"So you heard my phone call".
Once again she nodded, not quite sure how to react to the now soft Yuta. It did make her wonder if this was all an act to make her pity him and then get into her pants.
"Please pretend you didn't hear anything".
With those words he walked away, only putting on his shoes before slamming the door closed behind him.
She raised her eyebrows while wondering what was going on with her roommate. In the time she had known him he had never behaved this way before and she felt concerned. Norway contemplated rather to go after Yuta or not- in the end she decided to get changed into a different outfit first.
Her work shirt flew across the room as she quickly put on an oversized hoodie and replaced her jeans with a pair of black leggings. After putting on her shoes she quickly grabbed her keys before exciting the apartment.
She wasn't sure which way he went and why she was even going after him. Maybe it was that underneath all the grease he might actually be a nice guy. That there might be a good reason on why he's acting this way towards her.
"Hi Noah" she heard a flirtatious voice behind her.
Norway wanted to slam her head against the wall, right now out of all people she had to run into Hansol. Normally he worked a long shift but it seems that even at the cafe they were getting tired of him.
"No time, go please yourself because I'm busy" she shot at him before running up the stairs, ignoring all of Hansol's pleas to come back.
After walking up the last couple of stairs she reached the top of the building and it took all of her remaining strength to push open the door to the rooftop. It was the number one place she went to when something was bugging her.
Standing near the rails she noticed Yuta, he had his eyes closed and for a minute he seemed like an entirely different person.
"Are you going to say anything to me or keep standing there as an total creep" he called out to her, his eyes still closed. "Don't pretend you're not here, I heard the door opening Norway".
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she walked towards him, to stand next to him by the rails.
"Wanna talk about what happened earlier".
Yuta shook his head, opening his eyes to look at her.
"I don't want to think about it again, it was nothing".
It made her squeeze her eyes into slits. He basically forced himself into her life but he didn't dare to tell a thing about himself, all she knew was his name and his age- and that she learned from Hansol.
"Look it's fine if you don't trust me, but don't pretend there's nothing going on with you" she pointed out, "you are not acting like the Yuta I know and dislike. If you don't want to talk about it now it's fine, it's fine if you never want to talk about it. But just keep in mind you're not alone".
There was a moment of silence in which he was just looking at her. She couldn't read his facial expression, she had no idea what was going on in his mind.
"You dislike me?" he questioned, she could hear a hurt tone in his voice.
She shook her head, "I don't dislike you as a person, I dislike your behavior towards me. I'm not some toy you can play with you know".
Yuta let out a bitter chuckle.
"I know that, but you have to keep one thing in mind", he moved his face closer towards hers, his breath was hot in her neck, "sometimes there's feelings involved and some people don't know how to express them".
Norway was left speechless, was he in some way confessing to her?
"But I'm not one of those people, I know what I want and I'm open about it" he chuckled as he moved away from her, "but I'm not playing with you, I'm honestly attracted by you".
He pressed a soft kiss on her cheek before retrieving.
"Stop playing around Yuta" she called after him.
Yuta stopped dead in his tracks to look at her, "who ever said I was playing".
With those words he walked away.
Norway let out a heavy sigh, now her roommate became an even bigger mystery to her. She knew there was something bothering him, no one just yells at some on the phone like that for no reason.
She wanted to know but on the other hand she was scared, digging deeper into Yuta's life means spending more time with him. The last thing she wanted was to get attached to him.
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أدب الهواة❝(n) a lover of reclining, lying in bed❞ [ WARNING; MATURE CONTENT ] Started; 2018 - 05 - 05