Roomhate_2
I look down into my food, trying to swallow, before peeking up through my eyelashes again. I shouldn't be looking at this half-naked man standing in front of me and my boyfriend
He must notice my failed attempts at looking away, because I see him sneer at me as he passes around the table. Then, taking his now filled plate, he walks around us and gives Minjae a light head nod before heading back into the bedroom, shutting the door with his foot.
I take a deep breath and finally let it out.
Minjae comments softly, sensing my discomfort.
Minjae
He'll keep to himself until he's comfortable.
I drop my fork, looking up at him with a pained face.
Kim Taehyung
He's so...rude.
Minjae
Yeah, he's definitely not someone you'd want to hang out with, I'm sure,
Kim Taehyung
Was he always like this? Since you've known him?
I ask. Minjae clears his throat, clearly thinking of an earlier time, one before me.
It perplexes me that he would befriend such a rough-looking guy. Minjae is as clean as they come. He's never even smoked weed that I know of.
I'm a bit more experienced than he is, only because of my wild and reckless older sister. Countless nights of picking her drunk-ass up from the bars late at night with a new guy, or girl, each time gave me plenty to work with, plenty to learn.
This one guy she used to see, Devon, was addicted to coke. His saucer-like pupils and endless nights of keeping my sister up having sex in the room next to me was enough to have me vowing to never be with the likes of him.
Minjae
Listen, just keep your distance. He's the type that minds his own. Not much for conversation. He won't cause any issues. His past is his past
I hate the fact that he thinks this isn't a big deal.
Kim Taehyung
But, why would you-
Minjae
Because it's the right thing to do!
Minjae interrupts me, slamming his fist on the table.
Biting my tongue like I always do, I hold in what I'd really like to say to him. I'm frustrated but left in a position in which I can't really say anything. I don't own this property. I'm lucky to be living here with him rent-free. I don't make the rules, nor does how I feel seem to sway them.
Minjae
It'll be like he's not even here
Minjae says in a softer tone, grabbing my hand on the table.
As soon as he says the words, Jungkook comes out of the room with an empty plate. Shirtless as the day he was born, he glides across the living room and into the kitchen, dropping the plate and silverware into the sink, and begins washing them.
Minjae
Want to watch a movie with us after dinner?
Minjae asks as I glare at him for asking.
So much for ignoring the fact that he's here
He turns around to face us, his hands holding him up as he leans back behind him on the counter, stretching back and showcasing his broad shoulders and chest.
He's like a punk rock swimmer with his lengthy toned slimness. And dammit for not being able to look the other way when I need to. I bite the corner of my lip a nervous twitch-trying my best to ignore his presence entirely.
Jeon Jungkook
Nah, wouldn't want to impose
He comments, the dripping sarcasm not lost on me
He clearly means we are the ones imposing on him. We are in his house now. This couldn't get any more uncomfortable.
His eyes wander over to mine, pausing for a moment to look with an arched brow. I can't help but notice the tiniest curl of his lip into a smirk
Not only is he an ass, he's cocky too. Great.
After dinner and washing dishes, I hit the lights and settle into the couch, under the blanket next to Minjae, who starts up some action flick.
I lay my head on his shoulder as we watch Jason Statham chase after some bad guys...again.
Kim Taehyung
Why can't we ever watch what I like to watch?
I whine, my cheek squished against him.
Minjae
Because no one who's seriously intelligent enjoys RomComs
He comments without pause.
I huff in frustration, rolling my eyes next to him.
Kim Taehyung
I like mob movies, jerk.
The door to Jungkook's bedroom opens as he walks to the fridge, now wearing a white, ripped t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, so low that I can see the ink on his tight abdomen through the sides, paired with his same gray sweatpants.
My eyes shift from him back to the television without moving my head.
I hear the fridge open as he grabs what sounds like a beer before coming over and plopping on the other side of our L-shaped couch.
Minjae
Changed your mind, eh?
Minjae asks, lifting his beer to him in the air.
He comments in a husky tone, lifting the bottle to his lips.
His lip ring clinks against the glass ever so lightly and I watch him with narrowed eyes as his Adam's apple bobs with each swallow.
I hate that I love Adam's apples for this exact situation
He gets comfortable in the seat, slouching back with one hand over the back of the couch. One leg is propped up while the other extends straight out. He's so long.
Minjae
Tae, watch this part!
Minjae says animatedly as Jason Statham knocks some bad guy out.
He cheers like a jock watching an action movie would, as I chuckle, shaking my head before getting up off the couch.
Minjae
Where are you going?
He asks, his eyes never leaving the screen.
Kim Taehyung
To bed. Goodnight.
Leaning in, I kiss him on the cheek as he drags me onto his lap. He grabs my face, pulling me into a kiss with a little tongue.
I pull back, scolding him
It's awkward in front of Jungkook, but Minjae just chuckles, then gets back to the movie.
I walk around the back of the couch, passing Jungkook as I do.
He doesn't respond as I suspected.
I turn the corner to our room, closing the door and looking back at the boys. Minjae's sucked back into the movie, but to my surprise, Jungkook's slightly narrowed eyes are glued on mine.
His tongue dips out of his mouth as he plays with his lip ring, his stare never faltering, even though our eyes have connected for more than what's socially acceptable.
Staring back, my brows knit together in confusion. I suck in a breath as his eyes trail my body, making me feel slightly light-headed. Shaking it off, I shut the door abruptly before his eyes have the chance to meet mine again.
I lean my head back against the door, wondering why. Why was he looking at me like that?
It's like he was studying me, searching for my soul through my eyes.
Almost as if he was trying to figure me out by letting me in on some sort of secret. It's overwhelming, his stare, and it makes me feel entirely uncomfortable.
I slide down the door, disappointed in how today went down, disappointed in these recent changes I'm forced to deal with, and disappointed because I can't do anything about it.
I don't know what Minjae's talking about when he says to ignore Jungkook, when I know it's going to be next to impossible to pretend he's not here.
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