Chapter 3: The New Roommate
Right in front of my shocked face, SeongMin greets me with a calm welcome.
"I thought it would take you a while to find the room. Your luggage is inside this dresser. This will be your side. This is my side."
My eyes involuntarily scan my roommate's almost naked body without any hesitation. The universe must be on my side because, as I drool over his muscular body, he is focusing on his talks more than what I am doing at the moment.
"After dinner at the cafeteria, we will have to talk about who showers first, who cleans, and who does the laundry. Tell me when something is not clear." He stops talking, and my eye scan stops at his bulky chest.
He does not seem bothered of my actions. He just walks normally past me and puts in some clothes. His scent makes me notice how stinky I am. My eyes follow towards SeongMin's direction that he has to stop getting ready to signal his awkwardness to me. He pierces me with his fierce stare.
"Uhmm.. yeah, I am taking a shower. Thank you for showing me your bod—" I cut myself before proceeding embarrassing myself.
"I mean… thank you for assisting me." I correct myself the fastest possible I could.
He is still staring at me, and I guess he is waiting for me to add more to what I have said.
"and… may I know what time we have to talk?"
He goes back to putting on his clothes. "7 pm." Then he walks out of the room to have his dinner.
It took me around 30 minutes to take a shower. I had difficulty manning the heater. So, the water was either too hot or too cold, and it made it difficult for me to wash properly. What I did then was to gather both kinds of water into the bucket and modulate the temperature according to my threshold. Now, I only have half an hour to get dinner.
The cafeteria is half filled already. The food is, of course, a Korean cuisine but it does not bother me at all because I love Korean food and I eat a lot back home. I carry my plate towards one of the empty tables near the window. I am overwhelmed by my hunger, that is why my focus is all on the food I am about to eat now.
"Hello! Can I sit with you?" A voice behind me is asking me for permission to be a company.
He is a tall, toned, fair-skinned man. His smile is the purest I have seen for today, and the only answer I can give is…
"Sure. The table is wide enough for the two of us."
"Thanks!" I though he is going to at the same table on some of the vacant chairs. However, he rushes to the seat in front of me and his excitement cannot be concealed at all. I wonder why he is so kicked up to be with a new face like me.
"I am Minjun but you can call me Michael. I am a Junior architecture student. How about you?" He does not wait for me to answer. He immediately feeds himself with a spoonful of rice and slur his bowl of soup while looking at me.
I feel obliged to answer back with honesty so I do.
"My name is Marcus, and I am a Filipino. Creative Writing major. Freshman. I am 19."
"Ow my gosh! Your accent is so cool." He is so hyped up and his energy is giving me good vibes. He lavishes his smile for me, and my attraction towards him is growing.
"I think you are that foreign guy I have been waiting for for three years. Seriously, you are the cutest of all the kids here who are eating now. even though I felt so shy, I still forced myself to introduce myself to you. I didn't wanna waste the opportunity." He smiles again, and the pureness of that smiles makes me believe he does not feel any malice on whatever he has just said.
"Uhmm.. you think I'm cute?" I ask.
"Sure. Look at your pajama. It is the furriest outfit in this room, and you look so squishy on them. You look like my little sister." Again, there is nothing fishy that lingers in his speech.
The redness on my face is becoming more visible every time he flirts with me (as how I think it is). I am not this fragile, but the more he talks and gestures, the closer I get to falling for him. As he is laughing, he extends his left hand towards my head and taps it gently. My eyes cannot believe the close view I have of him now. His smile is seriously magnetic! He is the most handsome guy I can imagine now, and I do not want this time to end.
Then my alarm rings.
"Damn! It's 7:30! I'm late." I rush to clean up my plates and out them on the sink. I tell Michael thank you for the time and his perplexed look will forever be in my mind for now.
"I am so—"
"You're late. So you will have to follow what have planned for the both of us. Of course, expect it to be in favor of me." SeongMin does not seem upset because his sitting face is the same all the time. It is making it difficult to read him.
"I am going to the library to study. Get your things. I will be waiting for you outside. You have 5 minutes." Before I could even answer, SeongMin moves out of the room without even hearing my agreement or disagreement.
Left with no choice, I grab my bag and rush outside. I halt in front of SeongMin who is looking greatly manly right now. He stands straight facing me.
"I like your pajama. Its' cute" He says. But I had no time to get changed anymore.
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