My Roommate Is Gay?

One

Jimin's Pov
Finally. That's all I could think. I was finally moving out of that God-forsaken house that was also known as my parent's house. Well, Adoptive parents.
Moving away from all my problems. Away from Busan. All the way to Seoul.
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As I was walking up to my new apartment, I got a text from the landlady saying that she forgot to tell me that I had a roommate splitting the cost.
Well. It looks like I won't be alone. I hope he's nice.
After I finished unpacking, there was a knock on the door.
"Hi. I'm Jimin, your new roomie! I hope we become great friends."
"Well, hello there sexy. My name is Jungkook, and I think we will become great friends."
After hearing his deep voice, I looked up to be met with a very handsome male.

I let him in, and he followed me into the living room. What accompanied the short walk was a big slap to my butt. OH HELL NO.

When I looked back, Jungkook just smiled at me. Maybe it was an accident. I poured him some tea after we sat down. The warm mug was feeling excellent on my oh, so, cold hands. "So, my name is Park Jimin, but you can call me Jimin," I say nicely, smiling at him. "Can I call you Chimchim? How 'bout sexy. Oh wait, I have a better one. What about baby? Then you can call me Daddy." Jungkook said as he was leaning into my ear. His voice was sending major shivers down my spine.

"N-No you-- AbsolutelyNot," I say darkly. What was wrong with this dude? Maybe the slap to my infamous Jibooty wasn't an accident. Perhaps he's gay.

"First, I am NOT gay. Second, I am not gay. And third, I AM NOT GAY."

"If you are going to live here we need to set some rules. Number one. No one touches the Jibooty--" Before I could even get to the second rule, Jungkook groaned and said, "How 'bout I set the rules. They'll be fair for both of us." He smirked again. Oh, how I hated that look.

"Number one. I get to touch the Jibooty." He paused waiting to get a response from me but, me being me, I sat quietly waiting for him to finish. " Number two. No girls in the house unless it's family. Girls tend to like me for my looks and flirt with me. I hate clingy girls. Number three. I own you."

I looked at him like he was a mad man. " How are those fair. I get to number two but the others, they, they make no sense. You own me? Like Hell that's happening. I'd rather get groped by my grandma then you. Touching the Jibooty? No way. Think of that as a sacred temple. No one and I mean NO ONE, touches the sacred Jibooty." I was already yelling towards the end.

Jungkook had the nerve to sit there, waiting. "Then propose something that is fair." He says. I was so shocked I felt my jaw hit the floor. " What do you mean by fair? You wouldn't even let me finish my set of rules." I was outraged.

"I stopped you because not letting me touch your ass wasn't fair. Your ass is like perfection itself. I can't let it go to waste."

Oh. My. God. I'm going to explode. How can I get into his thick skull that groping someone's ass was practically assault.

"My ass is mine. Not yours. Thank you very much." I stood up to walk away, but a hand grabbed my wrist making me spin back with so much force I tripped. But, I didn't land on my butt like I expected to. I fell right on top of Jungkook's crotch. He groaned.

"So let's make a deal. I get to touch this ass-" he paused, pressing his crotch even harder into me almost making me moan. Almost. "-when I want to-" Pausing again to press more. This time making me gasp. "-and you will get to make the rest of the rules." This time he didn't press into me. He pressed his lips onto my neck causing another gasp to escape my mouth once again — that traitor.

"Hmm. It seems Kitten isn't as straight as he thought. You told me one thing, but you're little you is telling me otherwise." I felt him smirk and that's when I snapped. I blushed tomato red and jumped out of his grasp. When I turned around, Jungkook burst out into laughter. Simultaneously, I sprinted out of the living room and slammed my bedroom door.

Jumping onto my bed, I exhaled. "I'm straight. I'm straight. I'm straight.... right?" I cried out. Why am I questioning my sexuality? I know I'm straight... But damn. He's well hung. NO, no, no. Stop it. That's not very funny.

UHH. What do I do now?

The last thing that popped into my head before I fell asleep was that I should probably call Yoongi.

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Soooo, I forgot about this book. That means I don't have a script for this book along with my other books. Also, I would love for you to tell me some pointers and advise on how to make this book better. I already can feel that this book is going to be fun to write. I also hope this book will be fun for you guys to read. I use my books to get rid of the weird, crazy, and dirty thoughts out of my head. As some of my friends already know, I have a foolish and very, very dirty mind. *wink* *wink* my best hoe. You know who you are. You're the only friend who from school to tell about my accounts. I would also like to ask you not to be silent readers. I don't bite. WELL, I only bite if you bite at me or my babies *cough* *cough* Bts. Sorry about this long authors note. Most of you will probably not read through them. I will remind you though. Most of the time, they are significant. I don't have a perfect life. I barely have time. I try though. Love you My precious potatoes.
Love you my hoe. This chapter is for you.

Word count: 1062