My Innocent Roommate

He's Not That Innocent...Right?

Okay, so have you ever had a boy roommate?

Not just any boy roommate though, I mean like a innocent, pure, sweet like sugar, super duper cute bubbly boy who doesn't even know anything about the key word term "naughty?"

Well guess what, I have and if he keeps this innocent charade up, I might end up eating the poor cinnamon roll...
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First off, let me introduce myself before we get into this smut-I mean, story, if you will.

My name is Mackenzie Huntington.
I am a young college student who lives by herself in a small but decent apartment in South Korea!
I don't know about any of you but I'm feeling twenty two~

...Okay that was a lie, I'm only twenty one years old.

What? Can't I put any fun references in this story?

Geez, okay. I was just trying to be funny...

Well enough breaking the 4th wall, on to my story before I bore you all to death. I'm pretty sure all of you are just here because you're so thirsty for some smut so I'll just spill the tea for you sisters: This story will get heated later on~

It all started on just a regular Sunday morning and I just woke up from my beautiful slumber...only to just fall back asleep again.
What? Every college student needs their beauty rest when they have the chance...geez.
After sleeping for yet another hour, I finally have the strength to get out of the comfort of my bed and into the blueberry muffin-scented kitchen, where I made myself the only breakfast meal I knew how to make without accidentally using my "Incendio" spell to burn the place down...a bowl of cereal.

Admit it, you readers only know how to make a bowl of cereal too.

After eating, I then take a shower, where I sang my favorite song so loudly, I didn't give a damn what the others would think of me.
All I know was that:

"I'M A BARBIE GIRL! IN THE BARBIE WORLD! LIFE IS PLASTIC! IT'S FANTASTIC!"

I then heard the neighbor banging the floor from below, shouting in his deep but not so mighty voice.

"SHUT UP! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!"

"LET ME LIVE!"

After dealing with that old coup, I get dressed in an anime t-shirt and sweats and gladly treat myself to a boba tea from the cafe just around the corner because all of that screaming sure made me thirsty!
When I came back to my apartment with a sweet tasting boba tea in my hand, I plop down on the couch, sighing as I take out my small notepad and wrote down my plans for the day:

• Catch up on all anime.
• Play video games for at least 3 hours.
• Horribly dance to random Kpop songs.
• Do the rest of my homework.

Okay, I'm probably not going to do the last thing on my list because I procrastinate...every single time.
Homework takes WAY too much time anyway and it gives you neck/back pains.
So screw you homework, I'm enjoying my Sunday today~
And just as I was about to start the first thing on my list, someone just HAD to knock on my door!

"Ugh, I'm coming..."

I grumbled as I lazily make my way to the door and opened it, finding my thirty-year-old landlord Mr. Vito standing there with his arms crossed, a serious expression upon his aging face.
I gasped as I dramatically kneel before him, taking his hand and placing a kiss upon it.

"Ah, Godfather...I am forever in your debt~"

"For the last time, I am not THAT old!"

"Okay okay I'll cut the crap...so what's up?"

I asked as I lean on the doorway, folding my arms across my flat chest.
Mr. Vito softly smiles.

"I've come to ask you for a favor, Mrs. Huntington...do you perhaps have room for one more roommate?"

"Nope, not today."

I said without emotion before closing the door on his face, only to have him stop the door with his foot. I sighed as I pulled the door open, waiting for the catch.

"Listen Mrs. Huntington, all of the apartment rooms are taken and I already asked everyone else because I know you don't like having any roommates..."

"And yet, here we are~"

I giggled as I suddenly became serious.

"So who is it? Who is it that I have to babysit...?"

Mr. Vito then moves to the side, revealing to me a young man standing there, his dark almond-shaped eyes staring into mine as his small, pink lips parted, trying to make out a sentence but unfortunately, nothing came out.
He then shyly chuckles as he rubs the back of his neck, the dark bangs of his hair parting to the side.
It was a korean, well obviously, because I live in South Korea!
But this boy...for some reason, he looked...different from the others I've met before.
He then spoke in the most angelic voice I have ever heard in my life.

"U-Umm...h-hello! Umm...nice to meet you!"

"Uhh...sup?"

"Eh? Sup?"

He tilts his head to the side, confused.
He must not know that it was an English greeting...which was okay because him being confused honestly looked adorable.
I then glance at Mr. Vito before softly smiling.

"I'll take him~"

"Good good! He already paid half for the rent so he's all yours~"

Mr. Vito laughs before I let the young boy into my apartment, watching him drag his small luggage case behind him. Before I closed the door, Mr. Vito comes up to me and whispered in my ear.

"One more thing...he is definitely not like the other men out there...he's innocent~"

"...What? You're kidding right? Like how innocent?"

"REALLY innocent~
I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know how to spell naughty~"

"...Then he must not know his ABC's~
But don't worry, I'll teach him~"

I smirked as I closed the door behind me, staring at the boy who was now in my territory. I then blushed as I grip the doorknob tightly, my heart pounding against my chest.

He's not THAT innocent...right?