He's Not Haram [My Halal Bias] Jung Hoseok

Chapter 5

A/N: Yall see the muslimah in the back? Lol she's probably reading Ayutal Kursi.
Anyways back to the story.

Its been 5 minutes and that ibn al jinn still hasn't come to get me.

As I was getting ready to leave I feel a pair of eyes on me.

I turn to see Hoseok.

"Why are you just staring?" I question him.

"You're not supposed to be talking to boys. You're not even supposed to be alone with me. What if the shaytan makes you jump me?"

"Can we just get to class. God. How can you not believe in God but believe in the shaytan?" I ask.

"I never said I don't believe in God. I just said I don't have a religion. And the fact that there's a shaytan would explain Jonnie's perverted self, to be honest," he says in a matter of fact way.

Left me speechless. Joon seems nice. No way perverted.
But what would I know? I've only known him since yesterday.

"Let's get to class. Oh and I have a question," he says.

"Go right ahead."

"I know you're allergic to pork but like is it deadly?" He asks seriously and it scares me.

"What? No. I'm not allergic to it. We Muslims don't eat it because they're dirty and unhealthy.  Besides, they eat people and that's nasty. For all you could know, the pork you've eaten could've eaten someone," I informed him.

"I'm here for a good time not a long time," he says with a shrug as if what I just said didn't faze him.

"Today's lunch is haram," he says out of nowhere.

"What?"

"It's haram. Here you go, " he says while handing me a wrapped sandwich.

"What's this?"

"PB&J. It's ok, it's halal, " he adds on while smiling wide.

"How do I know you didn't make this after touching pork?" I ask jokingly.

"I will never mess with your religion," he replies instantly.

"Oh. Thanks," I say awkwardly.

"No problem. Oh, can we hang out during the weekend?"

"No. I'm not allowed to date."

"No one said it was a date," he says with a smirk.

"We're not allowed to be alone together," I remind him of what he just reminded me earlier.

"We're not alone. The shaytan is always the third party."

I glare at him.

"I'm kidding I'm kidding," he raises his hands as if for protection. "There will be friends. Females also."

"I'll see. I have to ask my brother first."

"Ok goodie," he cheers as he grabs my stuff and runs out the door leaving me alone.

This goofball.