Flatmate Wanted:
Professional, late twenties preferably. Must like dogs. To live with professional woman, late twenties. CBD area, one free car space. Tidy apartment, fully furnished bedroom. Call 010...With a heavy sigh, Jongin knocks on the door, nerves sparking through his body because this is the fifth place he's tried and nowhere has been good enough. When you open the door, Jongin fears he's going to have to deal with the recognition again but nope, you smile and let him in.
"You must be Jongin," you extend a hand and he shakes it firmly. "Hello, sorry about the late notice. I've been working nights lately and sleeping during the day."
What a coincidence, that's like him. "No problem," he smiles warmly and follows you through the apartment.
The tour is very straightforward and to the point. You show him where his bedroom would be, the bathroom and laundry, the kitchen is modern and you admit that it's barely used, and he finds himself loving the simple decor of the place overall. There is the added bonus of your toy poodle pup that is more than happy to snuggle in your arms throughout the tour before finding Jongin interesting enough to investigate.
And you're pretty cute and sweet, too.
"If you need time to think about it, or have other places-"
"I'm happy to pay the deposit and move in as soon as you want." He cuts you off and you smile brightly. You've been desperate for a flatmate, you've lived alone most of your adult life but with things getting a little bit tighter due to a change in job - a flatmate would help out a lot.
It doesn't take long for Jongin to settle in and you both get into a wonderful routine. He's easy company and other than the odd hour you do see each other before you dash out the door to head to work - Jongin keeps to himself.
You learn why shortly after he's moved in.
Things were quieter at work that night and the boss decided to be nice and send you home early because you had picked up two extra shifts that week and looked... shit... for the nicer way to put it. When you stumbled in the door, you had heard muffled moans and didn't think too much of it; Jongin is a grown man and you didn't care if he had a girl over as long as he didn't make too much noise.
It's not until you walk past his door that you realise - he doesn't have someone over.
"Do you like what I'm doing? The idea of it being your pussy that's fucking my cock." You nearly fell over when you heard it and had to peek through the crack in the door to make sure you weren't crazy. Sure enough, Jongin is sitting at his computer desk, webcam on, butt-naked and masturbating.
Live.
For people to watch.
With burning red cheeks, you make a dash for your room and try to be as quiet as possible to not embarrass him. Jongin's a camboy! You have no idea how to process this information and even though, it's really none of your business what he does as long as he pays his part of the bills - you are curious to know what lurks underneath that quiet exterior.
So, with a shaky hand unlocking your phone and trying to be as quiet as possible... you decide to find out.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...