Capítulo 3: Roommates
Jimin
Jimin was sitting at a cafe with Tae, Yoongi and with his newly introduced friend Namjoon. After breaking his plans on the very first day of his arrival he didn't really felt the urge to go back to his room.
"So you're dancing? That's cool. I have a friend who dances too, he's the best in the nation I swear." Namjoon said as he took another sip from his Americano.
"You should see Jiminnie, he's killing it!" praised Taehyung.
"I still have a lot to learn Tae." said Jimin with a shy smile.
"You should meet up with my friend then. I'm sure you will bump into him anyway if you're going to the dance studios."
"Ah... yeah, sure." he said, showing his best fake smile.
"Jiminnie..." cried Taehyung. "At least show some signs of interest. He's a dancer. A good one. Perfect choice for you to start with. My mission is clear now. We won't leave this uni until you make at least one... or a half friend."
"Then you better get comfy here." mocked Yoongi.
"What's his problem?" Namjoon tried joining to the conversation. "Trouble with getting along?"
"Well if you call this trouble? I would say a serious social anxiety disorder."
"Tae. I told you it's not that. Those people are afraid of starting conversations. I am not. I just don't want to."
"As you say..."
"Sounds just like one of my friends." Namjoon spoke up with a sad look at his suddenly empty mug. "He's hopeless. You should meet up with him. I wonder what happens if you put two people that hates people together."
"Maybe they can start an anti companionable club together. Hello my name is Jimin, and I hate you. Oh hi, me too." scoffed Yoongi, earning a laugh from the everyone except Jimin.
"Haha. You both know I don't hate people it's more like the other way." a part of this was true. He didn't hated them he just had enough of faking relationships and pretending to be someone that he's not.
"I doubt this. With that pretty face of yours I bet you attract people like a human magnet." Namjoon was right. He did magnetized people around him, boys and girl equally.
"Yeah...How lucky I am." Jimin lowered his gaze as the elder's words triggered something in him.
"That only happened once, and he was an as*hole Chim. I thought we're already over this conversation." the pale boy raised his voice a bit too much, making Namjoon and Taehyung froze in their spots. He couldn't help it, he was getting slightly worried seeing the change on his friend's angelic face. He was a bit over protective when it came to his Jiminnie but he knew how sensitive the other was and he loved him too much for letting him get hurt because of a douchebag.
"Well I feel like our conversation took a bad turn." Namjoon was the one who broke the silence.
"No. I'm sorry. It's a long, old story." explained Yoongi and with that he put an end to it and gave an angry but still worried stare to Jimin.
"I'll be going now. I want to finish packing till down." and the owner of that angelic face stood up and left them behind.
He went up to finally unpack his stuff and make that uninhabited place into a livable room.
Thankfully the dorms had huge windows which allowed his daily dose of sunshine in.
He decided to take the bed beside the windows and after putting on the sheets he packed away his clothes into his wardrobe. He placed everything to it's rightful place neatly but something was still missing for him so he kept rearranging his stuff until he realized what was the problem.
"Plants." he said out loud while pointing his index finger upwards. He went out to the passageway and looked for something green. He knew there was a lot of plants and flowers in every lounge but he didn't want to move the ones they had so he decided to steal one from others. Well for this he had to wait till everyone went to bed so no one will notice him stealing the plant.
Satisfied with his own work he decided to take a shower so he grabbed his towel and a pair of slippers.
Before leaving he took a last glance at his new home.
The room in his side became bright and colorful. Maybe a bit too tidy for a boy but he liked being clean and his mother taught him to be tidy so who cares.
Taehyung
"Well that was... embarrassing." sighed Taehyung then stood up and waved goodbye to the others.
He still didn't met his roommate and he was really exited about it. He did sorry that he couldn't share a room with Jimin but he loved meeting new people and he already made up his mind that putting Jimin with a stranger will be the best for the boy. He really hated seeing how his friend was getting more and more distant. Jimin loved being with others once. He had a lot of friends and was really outgoing. Taehyung knew the reason behind this new version of him very well and couldn't blame the other but still thought it's time to move on and open up again.

- Kim Taehyung
A 21 years old alien that has nothing but overflowing positivity and love for every living creature in this world.
Jumping through his life and into everyones heart he wants nothing but be happy and give hapiness and love to every living thing on earth. Well he has his own style of living too...
Studies: Fashion Designer
Likes: GUCCI, everything that is cute enough for him to like
Hobbies: making others wear extraordinaty things that they would never ever want to wear
Dislikes: unknown
He didn't want to bother Jimin when he got back to their dorms so he went into his own right away and was greeted by... a nice ass.
"Umm... Hello?" the boy in front of him was on all fours, probably searching for something on the floor. He looked up as soon as he saw that someone entered and jumped to his feet with a wide smile.
"Oh! Hello! I'm Hoseok. Jung Hoseok! My new roommate?"
"Ah yeah... Tae. I mean Kim... Kim Taehyung." without any reason he got a bit nervous when he noticed the other's warm eyes gazing him.
The boy was really attractive. His black hair was still wet so Taehyung thought he just took a shower. Because of this his lose white t-shirt was stuck to his slightly toned body.
"Nice meeting you. I didn't know my roommate was this handsome. I would've dressed up properly if I know this." Tae couldn't believe his ears. Was he flirting with him? He must have been looking really dumb right now 'because the other spoke up again with a smirk. "Don't worry. I won't jump on you while you're having sweet dreams at night." he then walked to his bed and pulled on his hoodie. "Unless you want me to." he added with a wide grin and for the first time in his life Taehyung felt speechless.
"Umm... Nice meeting you too. I see you have already chosen your bed."
"I hope you don't mind. We can change if you want."
"No, no. I will take the one beside the window." he said then went to the mentioned furniture and started packing out his clothes.
"Thank god. The bugs will eat you first then when they broke into our room." joked the boy but Taehyung new he was serious.
"Yeah just feel free to use me as your bait anytime." he started to feel comfortable enough to put on his boxy smile and the other returned it with a wider one, which seemed impossible.
"I will." he stated. "I see we gonna get along really well. I'm glad I got you as my roommate."
"Me too. How old are you?"
"Twenty-three."
"Well then it's hyung for me I guess."
"Ah... but please drop the honorifics. I hate it." frowned the boy.
"Huh... Thanks. I hate that too." sighed Taehyung.
They kept talking like this while having a subliminal battle of 'whose smile is bigger' until Hoseok had to leave to go ask for his timetable at the reception. Taehyung became quite sure that messing up his application was the greatest thing he ever did.
Seokjin
After being his own tour guide around the campus he decided to go back to his room and take a shower.
He put the few clothes he had brought into the huge wardrobe he had then went to the bathroom. He undressed himself and climbed into the big bathtub with full of hot water and bubbles. He plugged his earphones in and started to playing his favorite playlist. He let the warm water relax his muscles while he kept singing along with the songs.
Jungkook
Jungkook took his time with walking around the campus. He pulled his black hoodie over his head just to indicate that he had no interest in talking to others. He usually didn't find things amusing but he could tell he's gonna like this university. The park was beautiful with full of trees and flowers waiting for him to paint them. The food seemed to be really delicious and he knew he would go to the Game Room from time to time to relieve stress. He was still mad at his friend for making him stay in a room with some probably annoying stranger, but decided to let it go for now. After seeing the whole school he didn't planned to spend too much time in his room. He just hoped his roommate will be a quiet one and will let him sleep at night. Not some super-hyped-idiot like Hoseok.

- Jeon Jungkook
This 19 years old deadpan cares about nothing but his precious drawings.
This muscle pig thanks to his briliant brain finished highschool two years sooner that other brainless idiots, (as he calls them) got into Seoul's best university without even moving a little finger, and now wants nothing but finish his studies so he can get out of this shitty place as soon as it's possible.
Studies: Arts
Hobbies: laughing at others misery, jogging, sketching
Likes: horror, black, eating, sarcasm
Dislikes: fluffy things, cute things, pink, annoying people, short people, crybabies
It was around five when he decided to go back and pack out his things. Now that he knew there's no way to change rooms he had to accept the miserable truth.
He opened the door with high hopes but immediately regretted it as he looked around and saw what happened to the room that once was deserted and dark.
"No..." his face showed a lot of emotions but mostly disgust and disbelief.
"Tell me I'm dead and this is hell."
Namjoon
"Is your friend okay?" he asked Yoongi.
"Yeah... It's just... I don't want him to live like a freaking hermit."
"Well I totally got you. This friend of mine, he's the same apart from the fact that he's a brat." hearing that Yoongi's lips curled into a smile.
"Jimin is an angel. He just easily allowed others to use him. But not anymore. I taught him how to protect himself, now I have to teach him how to open up again."
"Sounds like someone has a crush on him." smirked the younger.
"Really funny."
"Like always, but let's continue this tomorrow. I feel like sh*t and I could use a nice shower."
"Said the rich kid then walked up to his room to took a hot bath in his private bathroom." mocked Yoongi.
"Feel free to use it."
"No thanks. It has it's own beauty to share a public shower with a bunch of different naked men each day."
"And they say I'm the perverse one." they gave a knowing look to each other then Namjoon got up from his seat and walked up to his room. He had to admit, Yoongi was right. He wouldn't mind sharing a shower with a dozen of girls either.
After entering his room he took the suitcases from under his bed and searched for his towel and pajamas. He removed his expensive yet simple clothes then walked to the windows. Thankfully his room looked to the forest behind the school so no student were walking around at that area. The idea of being able to walk around naked in his room was really flattering for him. He turned around to open the bathroom door but instead he was hit by that. He cried out like a child then lost his balance and found himself laying on something... wet and... naked?
"WHAT THE..?"
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