F.R.I.E.N.D.S but it's stray kids

the first

"It says here you don't have a job, how were you planning to pay your half of the rent?" The young man placed his hand on Jisung's thigh.

"I'm sure we can make other arrangements." Jisung couldn't have moved faster. Once the pervert was out the door, he sighed, sinking down along the wall. He felt emotionally drained. That had been the twelfth person he had interviewed and yet here he was, still without a roommate. The only people that seemed to respond to his ad were nutjobs. That or they all seemed to think they could get away without paying a cent. Jisung wished it didn't haven't to be this hard.

A knock on his door startled him, Jisung suddenly remembering he had arranged to meet one more person for the day. He reluctantly stood up, ready to face the music. What's one more whackjob. Except-

"I'm so sorry, I know I'm late." Was he? Standing before him was some kind of model, wispy black hair falling into his eyes as he took a deep breath. "Is the room still available?" His question was valid, and Jisung meant to answer, but he got caught up in the way the boy's lips quirked, pink and pouty and- "Hello?"

"Ah, yes. Come inside." The boy smiled wide, bearing perfect white teeth. Jisung gulped. He let the boy take the nicer seat, sitting on the rickety futon as he pulled up the profile he had been sent. "You must be Hwang Hyunjin." The boy nodded. "Tell me, what made you want to move out to Seoul?" Jisung was curious, curious about the pretty boy sitting in the nice chair with the cute smile and soft face. The boy smiled again, Jisung's heart swooning.

"I'm going to school out here and the commute was absolutely horrid. Thought I'd take the plunge and just move out here, you know." More questions are asked, some of which are not particularly included in the set list Jisung had been using before ( "Is it really necessary you know when I had my first kiss?" "Just answer the question.") Really, Jisung was just drawing out their time. He had it settled. Hyunjin would be moving in.

Hyunjin beamed at him, not just giving him a handshake, but a hug. One that maybe Jisung thought too much about after the boy had left. He told Jisung he'd be back bright and early the next morning with his things. Jisung was just a little bit excited.

Scratch that. He was angry, angry that he was being woken up at an ungodly hour by a rhythmic thumping and- "Sorry, did I wake you?" Jisung attempted to pull himself together, pinching his arm behind his back and hissing at the pain it causes. Hyunjin noticed. "Are you okay?'

"Dandy, just dandy." He spied luggage and he immediately reached for it, tugging it along as he invited Hyunjin in. "Welcome to your new home abode." He dumped the suitcase by the couch, momentarily forgetting who it belonged to. When he did remember, he lifted it up again, dragging it across the living room to the spare room. "Feel free to decorate as much as you'd like, you can even repaint the room if you'd like." Hyunjin told him it was fine as it was- which a bland white was hardly pretty, but whatever.

"I hope you don't mind, I asked my friend to help me out today."

"No, of course not." A thud sounded from the entryway, the pair turning to see a sheepish boy smiling innocently at them.

"Felix! Be careful!" Hyunjin cried out, rushing over to where the boy had plopped the box. Hyunjin inspected the contents, sighing when he found everything intact. "I had to have a clumsy best friend."

"Excuse you, you had two other options if I recall. Any one of them would have been a better choice." Felix was just as pretty as Hyunjin and Jisung was blatantly staring as they squabbled. Felix finally spotted him, completely ignoring Hyunjin as he went to Jisung. Hyunjin stuck his tongue out at the boy, Jisung totally not following the movement. "The new roommate I presume." Felix stuck his hand out. "I'm that one's best friend. " He pointed to Hyunjin, leaning in a little closer as he said, "I only stick around for the food, he makes really good tteokbokki."

"I heard that!" Jisung felt laughter bubbling and he giggled as Felix rolled his eyes. "Could you please help me, for real now?" Felix went back out the way he came and it was pretty much a repeat of the same action until Jisung's living room was littered with boxes. "I never realized how much stuff I had." Hyunjin admitted sheepishly, placing the last box by his door. "Don't worry, I'll have this sorted in no time. That is if my best friend pities me and helps." Felix, who had given up after about the fourth box, was sitting on Jisung's couch. He looked so at ease and Jisung just about had a meltdown at such a pretty human being just relaxing in his space.

"Think again, I told you I had plans with Seungmin." Hyunjin groaned, dropping to his knees by Felix's feet. Jisung absolutely did not imagine a different scenario as he turned away to hide the flush of his face.

"Please." Felix really had no mercy, standing and waving as he shut the door behind him. Hyunjin groaned a second time, feebly glancing up at Jisung. The fan of his lashes should not have looked so attractive. "Well-"

"I could help." Truth be told, Jisung didn't want to leave Hyunjin to his own devices. The boy had a lot. His stuff would be telling and Jisung was just a bit of nosy person. He cracked open the closest box to him. "Where do you want this?" Hours passed in which Jisung helped his new roommate out, placing things here and there. They built a desk, arranged a bookshelf, and even had enough time to hang some posters. The once lonely room looked a lot more accomadiated and the boys fell back on what was now Hyunjin's bed. "I don't know how we did it, but I think we finished." Hyunjin giggled, the cutest sound Jisung thinks he's ever heard.

"I'm sorry Felix bailed. He's super annoying when he wants to be, it's infuriating." A flashback of the pretty boy from earlier came to Jisung's mind.

"You guys seem close?" Hyunjin nodded.

"We met in middle school." The fond tone that was in his voice made Jisung smile and he stood up abruptly.

"Well don't let me bother you anymore than I have, you should get some sleep." He left with a wave, sighing as he closed the door behind him. This felt right.