“Namjoon!” you yell, staring at the destruction around you. How on earth did he manage to break the faucet?
“yeah?” Namjoon pokes his head around the corner, smiling sheepishly.
“how did you manage this?” you shake your head, unable to comprehend how he manages to break the easiest things.
You jiggle the handle and water squirts out.. but not from where water should.
“I just.. turned it on and this happened" he rubs his neck. “I can go to the store and get a new one"
Just as he says that, the storm currently raging outside picks up and thunder crashes through the house.
You sigh.
“no, I’ll go. You try to make sure this doesn't flood onto the floor" you move to slip on your rain coat and boots when Namjoon follows you.
“it's dangerous. The storm is only getting worse" he frowns.
Namjoon has been your roommate for what feels like forever, since you started college so long ago. He was looking for a roommate and you couldn’t afford to live alone so it worked.
It also helps that he is incredibly smart, just clumsy.
“we don't own this apartment, Namjoon. I can't let it flood. I'll be quick"
You slip out of the apartment and safely make it down the elevator and outside, thankful you brought an umbrella because it is raining pretty hard.
You buy the replacement parts for the faucet, hoping it is the right piece so you don't have to come out again.
As you are paying a loud boom can be heard as the thunder picks up more, making you jump.
“it's lookin nasty out there" the old man says, handing you the bag. You nod and quickly step outside.
From the short time in the store it went from raining hard to absolutely down pouring.
“great" you put up your umbrella but it's no use, it blows in the wind, folding it the other way.
You decide to tuck the bag under your arm and male a run for it straight to your apartment building.
The doorman nods at you as you walk inside, shaking the water off your hair.
“going up?” a voice calls, making you turn your head towards the elevator. You can't believe your eyes.
J-Hope, the famous rapper is standing there in the elevator wearing a now damp with rain suit, smiling at you over his sunglasses.
What is he doing in your building? You wonder silently.
It's dangerous to use an elevator when the storm is this bad but you have a chance to be in a close space with J-Hope of all people.
Normally, you wouldn’t be so stupid but this is J-Hope.
You nod slowly, flashing him a smile and stepping inside.
“floor?” he murmurs, his voice as bright and happy as you imagine.
“8”
“just a floor under me. I just moved into the penthouse that was recently renovated"
The door slides closed and you suddenly feel nervous. What exactly do you talk about with a celebrity?
“I think i've seen you around, when I stop by to check on the renovations. You live with the guy who dimples a lot, right.”
“yes! Namjoon. He's my roommate" You sneak a glancr at him.
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BTS OneShots
Fanfictionlet's face it, as an ot7 i'm bias wrecked every hour it seems. this is literally a place to write out when i'm wrecked by someone i'm not writing about currently. so enjoy this little place for one shot stories that i didn't feel would make a ful...
