#bitching about things and trying to continue writing la fumee turning into 'I Want You'

[code31-onthedancefloor]

if there is ever a studcomm separation arc (in my dark+twisted mind) then they should write the most melodramatic long ass letters to one another. it should be marx and engels all over again but 100x more psychosexual. they are on the lookout for the postal service like a bloodhound, all day, every day. one stray and definitely platonic comment about mistaking a stranger's hair colour/style for the one of the pair becomes 'here is a lock of my hair enclosed in this letter, i miss you too comrade'. it's going to explode and they both know it and they don't want to stop it, just being in the same room together after so long (maybe two weeks) apart is volcanic...

[mintyoongiskookie]

Did You Say... He?

Requested: Nope

Member: Kim Taehyung

Genre: Fluff, humor, Roommate!Taehyung

Word Count: 1,285

Warnings: Flirty Tae~

A/N: Alright, this is #3 on my AU list, “I ended up having to room with a guy for college in the tiny dorms but hey at least he’s fine af.” I’ll probably turn this into a series, but you guys can choose if you want it to or not~ Thanks Lovelies!~

      “HOLY SHIT I’M LATE FOR SIGN IN!!!!” The words poured from your mouth before your best friend could even comprehend what you were doing, as you moved so fast you almost knocked the table, the chair, and her down. “BYE CARA I’LL TELL YOU WHO I ROOM WITH LATER!!!” Cara was just staring after you, a dumbfounded look plastered onto her face. Once realization struck her, you were already in your car and driving off, leaving her to pay for the meal you were both having. I’m such a great friend, you thought. She loves me~

      Bursting into the doors of the main building on campus, you quickly composed yourself as you walked up to the front desk, running a hand through your hair. “H-hi, I’m (Y/N) (L/N), and I’m here to get my info?”

      “One moment please.” The monotone voice of the receptionist floated through your ears, a sigh of relief passing through your lips knowing that you weren’t too late. Or, that’s what you thought. “You’re one of the last people to check in for your dorm building, so you get the only person left, who hasn’t checked in. He needs to be here before five though, or else he might not get it. Here’s your procedure packet, everything you need to know is in there...” Even though she was still droning on, your mind had been magnetized to one word. He? He? He needs to be here by five? I’m rooming with with a guy? Oh my god I have royally fucked myself. Blankly, you took the packet and thanked her quietly. Turning to leave, you looked up in alarm when the doors swung open, almost hitting you. Your papers fly everywhere in your moment of shock, and a baritone voice rings through the room.

      “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! Here, let me get those.” The only thing you could see from your position on the floor was boy, gathering up all your papers. “Here you are, sorry again sweetheart.” He handed you everything with a grin, and, hot damn, he is fine!

      Stuttering out a reply, you took the papers from his hand smiling. “I-it’s okay, don’t worry. And thank you.” A booming voice interrupted your little smiling contest, gaining everyone’s attention.

       “Kim Taehyung! This is not when you were supposed to sign up!” You head turns to see a man behind the both of you, seemingly fuming at the so-called, Kim Taehyung. Cute name, cute guy. “Now you have to make this poor girl deal with you, seeing as you were both the last ones for your floor. Now, gather your stuff up, and follow her.” WAIT, HOLD ON, NO, NONONO, I’M ROOMING WITH HIM? THE CUTIE NEXT TO ME? OH. MY GOD. Your mind was buzzing and swirling, reaching out to grasp this concept, but not quite understanding it. This was crazy. This was impossible. Is this luck? Or will this be something that might haunt you forever? You didn’t know, and you kinda didn’t want to. Fuck, what will Cara say?

      Before Taehyung could say anything to the man, you were both shooed out onto the steps. You were both silent for a moment, before you walked to the railing and  leaned on it. “Oh my god. Oh my god. My roommate’s a guy. You’re my roommate. You’re a guy! Goddamn it, fucking hell, holy shit, I can’t do this!!! I’m so fucked. Oh god.” A chuckle from beside you caused you to lift your head from your hands.

      “I didn’t know girls could really cuss that much in one sentence. I guess I’ll be learning a whole lot more about girls now. But anyways, hi (Y/N), I’m your male roommate.” he looked at you with a bright smile, and most of your anger lifted, but definitely not all of it.

      “Oh my god. Okay... Well, hello Taehyung, I’m your female roommate. Now I’m going to find our room before you, just so I get the better side.” With that, you took off to your car, and sped over to your building. I can’t do this. I can’t. This is too much. 

      After locking Taehyung out because you needed to, “Put some stuff away,” he broke his way in with a bobby pin. Luckily, you had just finished, and you spared him a kick to his nuts. Once he finished settling in, he looked over to you with his head hitting the ceiling and legs dangling over the side of his bed. “Okay, so rules. I have a whiteboard to write them all down.” He pulls out a whiteboard and a marker, opening it up with his teeth and spitting out the cap. What if that was a condo- gODDAMN IT (Y/N), KEEP IT TOGETHER! IT’S ONLY THE FIRST DAY! Shaking your head, you looked back up at him with a blush on your cheeks. A smirk spreads across his face, and he tilts his head to the side. “Thinking of me, sweetheart?~”

      “Yeah, thinking of how many times I’m gonna whoop your ass this year.” you felt confident in your reply, being someone as witty as yourself. But Taehyung had different plans.

      “Ooo, so kinky. Babe, it’s only the first date! Do you need me that badly?” You rolled your eyes and mumbled a quiet, ‘Oh shut up,’. he laughs and puts the board on his thighs, his damn good thighs, waving his hand. “Okay, okay, sorry. Rules?”

      “No sexual innuendos.” He laughs again, writing something down.

      “See, that’s practically impossible for boys, sweetheart. Let’s just go with, ‘No bringing anyone to this room’?” A shrug from you was good enough for him, and so you pitched in a few things.

      “We’ll wake each other up if we sleep past our alarms, and we’ll offer to study together.”

      “I’ll buy you chocolate and tampons when you’re on your period?” Okay, so maybe he isn’t all that bad. “And we’ll take turns getting groceries, unless we go together.”

      By dinner time, you two had come up with all of the ideas you thought were necessary. He hung the board up and rummaged around for his wallet.

      “So what do you major in anyway?” You inquired, as you sat at your desk painting your nails.

      “English Language and Literature. You?”

      Panic struck you hard and fast, rising and climbing up your body. We major in the same damn thing too. “Oh fuck. Everyone will think we’re dating. Shit... Let’s just hope we don’t have the same lecture times.”

      “Awwww, is my sweetheart already trying to avoid me?”

      “You can say that again.”

      The rest of the night was really just getting to know each other, talking about things you loved and hated. You found out he was single, bless the lord, and that he likes to stay solo. He might fuck around every once in a while, and he was perfectly fine with that. He’s lived here in LA his whole life, and his entire group of friends got accepted to the college with him. Maybe he’s okay, you thought. Just maybe. Then, the ring of your phone had cut you both short as you stared at the screen. Fuck. Cara’s coming for my ass.

      You picked up and answered with a small hello, only to be greeted with the ear piercingly loud screams from your best friend, throwing your phone across the room in hopes that you won’t become deft. Before you could stop him, Taehyung picked up the phone and listened to her rant about how you were so lucky that you got the, “hottest roommate on the fucking campus, bitch, why didn’t you tell me earlier?!” She just continued to spew things out, oblivious to who the receiver really was on your side. 

      Deciding that he’d heard enough after a few minutes, he uttered a few quiet words to her. “Thanks for the compliments~” And then he hung up. He just hung up. That was it. He probably knows your deepest, darkest secrets now, and you couldn’t do jack shit about it.

      “So sweetheart, I didn’t know you thought I was the hottest boy on campus?”

      Oh fuck.