HIM{A Kim Taehyung/V Fanfiction} Book 1

CHAPTER 2: Luck Or Curse?

I walked into the front entrance, and as soon as I did, I was immediately ran into, and fell to the floor, knocking my luggage from my hands.
    "Ow! My butt!" I shouted.
    The person who ran into me turned around and began to laugh hysterically. I glared at him.
    "You think this is funny?" I got up and crossed my arms.
    He let out a few more laughs before finally calming down. He smiled kindly and held his hand out.
    "My apologies, dear, I just didn't expect that kind of outburst. My name is Min Yoongi, and I'm at your service m'lady."
    He bowed deeply, mockingly. I rolled my eyes.
    "Well you're quite the gentleman, aren't you?" I remarked.
    "Quite, this must be your lucky day, beautiful, not many women get my attention as you do."
    He raised his eyebrows. I smirked with a bit of laughter.
    "I'll take that laugh as an 'I forgive you' then," he said, "now if you will be so kind as to shake my hand, it's getting very sore just being held in the air." His "manners" were getting more mocking with every word, it was almost funny.
   I smirked. "Nah, you're good, I turned around and began to head towards the desk lady.
    "Wait!" He said, catching up to me. I stopped and looked at him confused.
    "Let's switch numbers," he said, getting out his phone. "I have a feeling it will come in handy."
    I just shrugged. "Fine, but only I call you, and you call me if only you have an emergency."
    "I like a girl with boundaries." He winked, and I slapped his shoulder.
    "Shit," he winced and held his shoulder. "Did not expect that much pain. . . ."
    "Well, there's your warning." I simply said.
    After exchanging numbers, he left to catch up with his late class and I had received my schedule, dorm key, and book of rules from the desk lady.
    I had room 469. Great, that was like two floors up in the third building to the left. How exhausting.
    Once there, I place my luggage on the bed and observe the room.
    The smell was awful, it reminded me of hospitals. But the room looked beautiful. There were two beds, on on either side, and they had well wood carved bed frames, the carpet was a deep red, and the lamps on the crafted dark oak bedsides were trimmed with red linings, and the hover a light peach.
    At the front of the room, right next to the entrance on either side, were walk in closets, again, crafted with dark oak. The fan above the room had a swirl design on its Panels the branches leading to the light shades were a gold color. The light shades themselves were shaped as flowers.
    I heard a knock at the door and assumed it was my roommate.
    "Come in." I said, though I immediately regretted it. The person who walked in was nobody else but the Min Yoongi I ran into in the lodge of the building next to us.
    "Hey, gorgeous," he said, a bit surprised, but soon recovered with a smirk. "Huh, this really must be your lucky day, am I right?"
    "The opposite," I replied. While he was pouting, I asked, " what are you even doing here with your luggage? Shouldn't you have gone to your dorm before you mysteriously came to mine?"
    He chuckled. "Silly, this is my dorm. You're my new roommate, apparently!"
    My eyes widened. "Quit playing with me! There is supposed to be a separation for girls and guys!"
    His eyes gleamed. "There's one exception to that, love."
   "And what is that one exception?" My brain was in overdrive, trying to think of why he  was here.
    "The whole point of the separation is so there is no. . . Interphase with others-"
    "Why did you have to say it like that?" I interrupted, feeling heat on my cheeks. "It sounds even weirder when you say it that way."
    He playfully rolled his eyes. "As I was saying, romance is forbidden, and how can you keep that from happening if someone is gay or lesbian?"
    I was shocked. "Y-you're gay?!"
    He nodded and smiled. It looked so gummy and adorable, something I haven't noticed before.
    "To keep any romance from occurring on the boys side, anyone gay must be on the girls side, and if anyone lesbian is here, they are moved to the boys.
    "Makes you wanna make out with me, huh?" He said, puckering his lips teasingly.
    I pushed his face away with my hand, shaking my head. "Please tell me I'm having a nightmare."
    He looked at me, sulking. "Am I that much of a curse?"
    "That depends on how you behave."
    "I'll try to act accordingly. By the way, I never got your name, dear."
    "It's Mei, Min Mei."