Y/n's pov

I slept well last night, feeling lighter with the old memories bringing warmth to my mood. As I brushed my teeth, I heard the door to my flat open.

"Yura Unnie?!" I exclaimed, not expecting her at this hour.

"Yes, how are you, my dear?" she greeted me warmly.

"I'm fine! What about you? You seem too busy these days," I observed.

"I'm good too. I got a promotion this month and I'm being transferred to Australia. I have a flight this evening," she explained.

"That means you're leaving?" I asked, a tinge of sadness in my voice.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I can't pass up this opportunity," she consoled me.

"So, I'll be living alone then?" I sighed, feeling a bit despondent.

"No, my cousin is buying this flat. He'll be your new roommate," she revealed.

"H-He?" I questioned, feeling a surge of discomfort at the thought of having a male roommate I didn't know.

"Don't worry, he's a very good boy! He won't cause any trouble. You'll like his company!" Yura assured me, trying to allay my concerns.

I frowned, not entirely convinced. I didn't want a male roommate, especially someone I didn't know. I started to voice my objections when her cousin entered the room.

The expected guy turned out to be the most unexpected one. My eyes widened in astonishment. "Jungkook?!" I gasped, unable to believe my eyes.

Jungkook's pov

I called Yura Noona for assistance. She provided me with the address, and to my surprise, it was a familiar one. It turned out to be where Y/N lived. The idea of being her neighbor excited me. However, fate had something else in store, as I found myself standing in front of her door, not as a neighbor, but as her potential roommate.

"JUNGKOOK?!" Her shocked expression mirrored my own.

Unable to find the right words, I offered an awkward smile in response. Observing our reactions, Yura Noona cheerfully remarked, "Looks like you already know each other!"

"Actually... we're college friends..." I admitted sheepishly.

"That's so good, isn't it, Y/N? I won't have to introduce him to you then, and at the same time, I won't have to worry about you," Noona chimed in, seemingly pleased with the situation.

Y/N nodded politely, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. With Yura Noona's departure, the tension between us became palpable. "Jungkook, seriously? You didn't even bother to ask me?!" Y/N's frustration was evident in her tone.

"Look, I can explain... It's not what you think! Actually, I didn't know about it—" I began, attempting to justify myself.

"What?! You didn't know my address?!" Her disbelief was clear.

"I knew your address, but I didn't know that I would end up here! In short, I didn't know your address! I was looking for an apartment, and Yura Noona suggested staying at her place since it was near my office. I didn't even know she had a roommate; I swear!" I clarified, hoping to alleviate her concerns. She rolled her eyes and averted her gaze.

"Okay, I'm sorry! If you're uncomfortable with it, I'll look for a new place. Just bear with me until I find one!" I responded, feeling a twinge of annoyance.

Her expression softened, "I'm sorry for being rude... I was just caught off guard. I didn't even know my roommate was changing until this morning."

"I forgive you."

"... And I have no problem with you staying here, as long as you keep everything clean. I hate mess," she added with a mischievous smile.

"Okay... House owner!" I teased, and we both shared a laugh at my remark.

y/n's pov

Jungkook wouldn't be a bad roommate, would he? I knew him, I trusted him, and most importantly, I feel comfortable around him. Besides, we have similar tastes, so he might even be a good companion. I'm fortunate that I didn't end up with some stranger.

As I watched him struggle with his belongings, I couldn't help but offer my assistance. "Let me help you." 

"Thank you," he replied gratefully. Together, we managed to shift all his things, completing the task within an hour. Jungkook stretched himself once we were done.

"Finally done!" he exclaimed.

"Yes. What are you going to do now?" I inquired.

"How about we watch a movie?" he suggested cheerfully.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go to the office," I regretfully informed him.

"That's sad... When will you be back?" he asked.

"I'll be back by evening. We can watch the movie then!"

"Fine! I took a day off for shifting purposes. So, I might try to clean up a bit, since the house owner hates mess," he said with a cute smile.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes playfully. "I'm going to get ready now..."

I went to my room and got ready, then grabbed my car keys and headed out. Jungkook had already begun his work. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of impending chaos in his attitude. This boy better take good care of my house, or else he'll be in grave danger.

As I got into my car and drove away, I couldn't help but wonder how things would unfold with Jungkook as my new roommate.

..............

It was evening, and I returned from work feeling exhausted. Opening the door, I found Mr. Jeon lazily sprawled on the couch, engrossed in watching TV with a can of cola in his hand. He smiled when he saw me, then returned his attention to the screen.

The house seemed pretty clean, though. He had done a good job. I decided to treat him with a donut that I had bought for us. After placing my bag in its usual spot, I noticed something missing. "Jungkook?"

"Hmm?" he lazily answered, taking a sip of his drink.

"Where is my vase?"

He suddenly choked on his drink, coughing hard. I rushed to him and patted his back. "Now, tell me, where is my vase?" I asked again when he seemed alright.

"About that... actually... I was cleaning, you know? And... I was cleaning only... But then... I saw the dusty table and I wanted to clean it. I started to clean it. I—"

"Get to the point, Jeon! Don't tell me you broke it?"

He looked down, "Yes, I broke it. I'm sorry..."

"What?! That was my favorite one!! My poor vase..." I whined dramatically. Why was my sixth sense so accurate?

"I'm really sorry, Mianhae! I'll buy you a new one."

"It won't replace the previous one!"

"Sorry?" he pleaded with puppy eyes. I exhaled sharply.

"So, are we not watching a movie tonight?" he asked in a childlike tone. How could I resist such cuteness?

"Okay, I forgive you just this once."

"YEAHHH!!!" he jumped in happiness and went to his room to fetch his laptop.

This boy sure knows how to get to me! I freshened up and sat with him on the couch. He played Avengers: Endgame. No matter how many times I watched it, I couldn't get over this movie. It was just so good!

[a/n: Anyone an avenger fan here? 👀👀Comment your favourite one. Mine is Iron Man and Thor.]

It was the climax, and we both had tissues in our hands. The death of Tony Stark was so sad... I seriously wanted him to come back. I wish the Avengers use the Time Stone and bring him back in the next part.

The movie ended, and we were both yawning. We had donuts for dinner. Jungkook was almost dozing off on the couch. He was too sleepy to keep his eyes open anymore. It had been a tiring day for him after all. 

I gently shook him. "Hmm?" he groggily answered.

"Go to your room. You're sleepy." He nodded and stood up. He hardly dragged himself in and closed the door.

I went into my room and took a quick shower. I sat at my study table and took out my purple diary.

Can you believe it? Jungkook is my new roommate! He's not that bad, I guess. We watched Avengers: Endgame. Wait! I know your reaction. You'll say—

"What good do you find in those alien stuff? I'm a better alien than them."

Yes, I know you're a better alien, but you, Pabo, left me! So, I'll watch Avengers more frequently from now on! I might even start watching Guardians of the Galaxy. Anyway, it was an exhausting day, and I am hella tired. Goodnight. I miss your soft kisses.

I closed the diary with a sad smile. I've been maintaining it since last month. I write everything that happens to me here. It feels like talking to Taehyung. It's really relieving. I just wish he could see what I write in here.

Wah, Y/N! What a wish! I chuckled to myself and went under my blankets.

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