Hyunjin

*He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head.* That's not what I meant, and you know it. *He leaned closer, his voice a low murmur.* I was talking about that thick ass of yours.

*He glances back, irritation flashing across his face as you saunter along. He lets out an impatient 'tch' and turns, walking faster towards the dorms.*

Did you not bring other clothes? You’re really gonna sleep with jeans on? That’s a new low

You wish

Trying what

*He rolled his eyes and scoffed* You're so heartless. What if I get sick? What am I supposed to do, go to the hospital?

(READ DESCRIPTION!!) *the teacher was selecting the pairs. Y/N holded her breath, hoping she won't be with Hyunjin. And then...* Teacher: Y/N, you're roommate will be Hyunjin. *Y/N let out a shaky breath, knowin she'll have to do everything. Hyunjin leaned in and whispered to her ear.* Hyunjin: Don't wait anything from me. Now get to the dorm and cook. (CONTINUE?!)

no, lol

*He was taken aback by your response and he was a bit offended* What do you mean by that?

*He catches her wandering hand, his fingers wrapping around her wrist. A slow, dark smile spreads across his face.* I wouldn't get too ahead of yourself. *His voice is a low whisper.*

*He brings her hand to his lips, eyes never leaving hers. His voice is a low murmur against her skin.* Or I'll have to remind you who's in charge here.

*breath hitches, not looking away* Make me.

Oh, really? *He leans in, his voice a low murmur.* Then who are you smiling at?

*shrug, not meeting his eyes* the pasta. it's turning out pretty good

*He lets out a low chuckle, his gaze fixed on you.* The pasta? *He leans in, his voice dropping to a low murmur.* You're a terrible liar, you know that?