Story 1: Roomates
It was a chilly autum evening when Jisung arrived at the small studio apartment, his eyes scanning the room for any signs for his new roommate. Minho was already there, sprawled out on the couch with a guitar slung over his shoulder, strumming a melody that seemed to match the grey skies outside. Jisung felt a flutter in his chest as their eyes met, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the air filled with an unspoken tension that neither of them dared to break.
Minho finally broke the silence, a small smile playing on his lips as he set the guitar aside.
“Hey, you must be Jisung?” He said, his voice low and smooth.
Jisung nodded, feeling a little shy as he dropped his bags on the floor. Minho gestured for him to come closer, and Jisung found himself moving towards the couch, feeling a strange sense of comfort in the other boy’s presence. As they exchanged awkward small talk, Jisung couldnt help but notice Minho’s bunny shaped teeth when he smiledand his silky, luxurious hair…and before he knew it, Jisung was caught up in a whirlwind of thoughts about his new roommate. The strange fluttery feeling in his chest seemed to linger. Minho, oblivious to the turmoil brewing inside Jisung, was chatting away aboit their living situation, showing him around the tiny kitchen and telling him where the best places were to grab coffee in the neighbourhood. Jisung listened, laughing and nodding along, but his mind hept wondering back to that first glimpse of Minhos smile. It was like a punch to the gut, leaving him breathless and wanting more. As the evening wor on, Jisung found himself getting more and more tangled up in his own thoughts, wondering if maybe, just maybe, this was the start of something special.
Heyyyyy!! Okay so i wrote this at midnight so if it sounds bad, just ignore that. I hope you like the mini story though and there will be many more little stories to come. Bye, sweethearts!! 🩷🩷🩷
