"Please don't misunderstand. You are welcome to stay here through the program and the entire 8 months. I am just very confused."

"Confused about what?"

"When I signed up, I thought I was housing a high school student. I registered to the nearest high school, got a car and set up the spare room for a teenage girl. So, I have nothing prepared for you." I laughed nervously.

He laughed a small chuckle in his throat, and I had to fight back the urge to whimper. This guy...this man in front of me was god damn sexy. His voice was sexy, the way he looked at me was sexy, the way he dressed, the way he spoke... damn...

I signed up to host a foreign exchange student about 2 months ago to experience something different. I built my house about a year ago, and now I lived alone in a house with 4 bedrooms, three bathrooms, and outdoor pool, and personal fitness center (which I never use, it was Yoongi's idea). I worked so much and climbed so high, that I only had a handful of friends. Most of who I worked with. We decided that we would all join a program to house foreign exchange students. All except Yoongi and Tae...they adopted a puppy. We built our company from the ground up and all have been working like dogs for the past 7 years. I had worked for everything I had, putting my blood, sweat, and tears into building our empire. I have everything I could ever want...except love. I put my work and my friends first, and through my few short-lived relationships, they always told me they felt inferior to me because of my success. I usually made more money than my partner. Actually...I always made way more money than them, but that didn't matter to me. After my last boyfriend cheated on me 3 years ago, I decided to just focus on my goals and put the idea of a love life aside for the time being. It was harder than I thought it would be honestly. I thought being able to house a student, and give them an experience of a new environment would make me too busy to want a romantic relationship; that it would distract me from the painful reality that I have no love life, and have been celibate for over a year.

Alas now, standing in front of me, is a grown ass man, looking at me with sparkling eyes and a knee weakening smile. You could tell by his attire that his body was in great shape, and his tight jeans showed off his muscular thighs proudly. His fingers were decorated with silver rings, and his hair was perfectly messy, yet tamed all at once. My eyes focused on his full lips, making me wonder what it would be like to taste them...

This isn't good.

"I understand, if you'd rather me contact the agency-"

"No!" I interrupted too quickly, making him smile a small smirk. "I don't want you to think you're not welcome. I just have to make a few phone calls to my interior designer to have her redo the bedroom you will be using. She will be able to help."

"Are you sure?" He asked turning his head a little, still smiling.

"Of course." I smiled back, trying to keep my cool.

I pulled out my phone and turned around as I called Melonie. When she answered, I explained the situation which made her laugh and me grumble at her to not be an ass. She said she could have a team over with all new things within a few hours and they would be done by the end of the day. She asked me a few questions, which I had to ask Jimin regarding his likes and dislikes. He was very simple. Liking modern décor but also not being picky.

I was grateful. It made this process so much easier and quicker.

Once I hung up the phone with her, I took a deep breath and turn around. "Okay, so Melonie has a team getting together a bunch of stuff to redecorate your room and bathroom. They will be here in a few hours but will be done changing everything out before its time for bed so don't worry about that. They are going to redo the bathroom that is connected to your bedroom as well." I smiled. Just then I remembered that there were other things I had for him. "The paperwork said that you wouldn't be bringing a cell phone with you. So, I got one set up for you." I said as I reached around the table and handed him an iphone. "Its not the newest one, but I bought it when I got mine because there was a special. I figured if I dropped mine or something that I would have a spare but I'm going a year strong with no problems. This one has never been used so I had them activate it for you to use with your own number." He took it from me and smiled.

"Thank you." He said. "That was very thoughtful."

"Of course. I want you to be comfortable while you are here and having a form of communication is part of that." I replied. "You are welcome to give the number to anyone, even your friends back home. I paid for 12 months of international calling so that you could be in contact with them easily. I'm sure there are some people you would want to stay in contact with, some people that you will miss while you are away."

His eyes flickered up to mine, and I could sense a sadness behind them. "I am very grateful for your kindness. I will miss my brothers the most." He said.

"You have brothers?"

He nodded with another smile. "Yes, one older one younger."

"What are their names?"

"Jin is older, his real name is Seokjin, but never goes by it. And I have a younger brother named Jungkook. But I call him Kookie."

"That's cute!"

"They are also in the program." He told me. "They told me they would email me once they get settled."

"Great! Then you can see if they have a phone and get their numbers. There is a place to log into your email as well. I already have my phone number programed in there, so you can easily call or text me."

He was about to say something more but then my phone rang again.

"You can answer." He smiled, then licked his lips. "I'm not going anywhere."

I felt myself blush with a heat that flowed through my body from my head to my toes. Laughing nervously, I lifted a finger for him to wait just a second while I answered.

"Hey Joonie, what's up?"

"You will never fucking guess what happened..."

"Well I kind of have my guest here, so if this is a long story..."

"No. It's not. I didn't get a student."

"...what?"

"No. Apparently I signed up to house a traveler that is vacationing for 8 months. He's a grown ass man."

I looked up at Jimin giving him a confused look. There's just no way. No, fucking way.

"Like...not a student?"

"No...A sexy, grown ass man, that I'm fucking drooling over. He's showering right now, and when he's done we are going to go shopping for bedroom stuff. He also has like 7 bags with him. I think I have been blessed." I looked behind Jimin, and he too had several bags with him. I turned my eyes back to Jimin who had tilted his head looking at me also confused. I was speechless. Shocked. There is just no way...what are the odds. It has to be a coincidence...right? While I was processing this, he spoke again. "I am so happy. There must have been a mix up with my paperwork because I thought that I signed up to house a high school student like you and Hobi but I guess I filled out the wrong paper. Or the right paper...damn!"

"Joon...what is your guest's name."

"Seokjin...but he told me he prefers to be called Jin."