Hobi's POV

I was holding my phone with my sweaty hands, heart beat a little higher than normal, again reconsidering the thought of agreeing with Jungkook to call Y/N and inform her that I have found someone who is willing to share an apartment with her, but let me rephrase that, I have found a boy who is willing to share an apartment with her.

Her name and contact details were visible on my phone screen and I just had to press the green phone icon to call her, and once I do it and tell her about all this, she will freak out and that will freak me out. Who knows she may even be annoyed with me since she knows that I know what has she gone through, moreover she is a little stubborn and I already feel like she is not going to entertain this even for a second and will immediately drop the plan.

I was panicking from inside and could feel some sweat forming on my forehead too, when a voice full of concern dragged me out of my thoughts. "Hyung, are you ok? You are sweating, I think I will open the windows." He stood up from his seat in order to go and open the windows, when he reached halfway ,I immediately said in a quitting tone, "No Jungkook I can't do this , I know she will definitely refuse to share apartment with a boy." I started moving my head from right to left indicating that, no I can't do this. "No hyung, please don't do this to me, if you don't talk to her then I will become homeless, then I will have to live on streets, and what if a speeding car hit me or what if it begins to rain heavily, then I will become sick and then I wi..."

"ok ok you don't have to say this Jungkook, I will talk to her. I don't want to see you suffering. I promise I will do my best to convince her but I can't guarantee if she will allow you." I made sure to highlight the last sentence for him to be mentally prepared for Y/N's rejection.

I took a long breath in and closed my eyes thinking of all sugar coated sweet words I know to persuad her. I could hear Jungkook's footsteps coming closer to me and then a heavy weight drop on the couch just beside, I opened my eyes and saw my phone screen again, at the same time I could feel Jungkook staring me with pleading eyes from the side.

"Oh no no I can't do this." I said giving up and placed my phone hurriedly on the coffee table in front of me to stand up backing away from my words. "No hyung, you promised me. Now you have to do it, c'mon." He picked up the phone from the coffee table and passed it on to me, adamant to make me coax her to provide and share her living space with him. I looked up to the ceiling, building up some courage and then letting out a sigh. I took the phone from Jungkook's hand with my eyes still glued to the ceiling.

Tring ,tring ...my eyes widened and my breath hitched for a single second at the ringing sound and I quickly snapped my head towards my phone looking for what was wrong, and that's when I realized that I accidentally pressed the call button while taking phone from Jungkook's hands.

My eyes widened and my lips parted in shock as he gestured me to to put the phone on my ears and I followed with my trembling hands.

                        Y/N's POV

I was preparing my dinner when my phone kept on the working top of the kitchen started vibrating notifying  me that someone wanted to hear my voice.

I left the spoon in the vessel and peeked at my phone screen. Upon looking at the caller's ID the corner of my lips curled up. I took the phone in my palm and pressed the receive button placing the device on my ear while balancing it with my shoulder as I proceeded with my cooking, "Hi Hobi , do you need something?, I started in a cheerfully voice but unlikely the other line didn't respond to my word. My eyebrows automatically furrowed at his strange behavior and then I heard a sigh, I could feel him being all tensed up from the other side of the phone ,"Hobi? Are you there?" I asked being all concerned because he is that star never stops twinkling, creating light in the dark with his luminous aura, spreading smiles just by a spare glance.

"Y-yeah Y/N I am o-on the call. " He answered in a nervous voice, clearly shuttering. "Hobi, are you alright?" I could hear some muffled voices in the background but since he lives alone I ignored the suspicion.

"Y/N I called you t-to tell t-that I found a p-person who is willing to r-room with you." Upon hearing that sentence a huge grin found its ways to my lips instantly, "Thank you, thank you, Hobi, you are my savior, really; I didn't expect you to contact me in this regard this early. Thank you. When is she moving in with me? By the way , what is her name?" I couldn't control the exhilaration radiating out from me, finally he had accomplish the task I gave him, standing firm on his words. "Y/N, actually she is a he , I-I mean it i-is not a g-girl."

That single sentence was enough to dry up of the blood in my vains instantly and I froze in my spot as  frightening scene of my brutal childhood that haunts me started to invade my mind, conquering all the positivity and strength I had built up in years to fight it , but it was of no use. They came attacking me and crushed me with its weight, however they were soon shaken off by the person on the other line, ".../N,Y/N! ,Y/N!" "Yeah-h ,I-I am there.......... Hobi you have known me since forever, please tell him that I dont want a male roomat..." I spoke up refusing him but he was quick enough to beat me and  lock my word in my throat. "No Y/N, heisagay."

Oh god, what's with these indistinct noices. "What? I didn't hear you properly. You said it too quick for me to register." He sighed again and said, "He is a g-gay" but in the backdrop I heard a slapping sound, but then again, Hobi lives alone.

I couldn't process this sudden information given to me,while the other line resumed to speak. "I mean, I think it will be better if you stay with a him, he can help you with a lot of work you are not able to do alone. Plus he is not attracted to females so he won't be a problem either." I wanted to defend back but his point was valid ,there were chores in the house that only a male could do and I had to call Hobi at that time and since he is gay so that means he won't be any harm for me too.

So after putting a thought into it I responded it a positively, "I think it is ok with me, so when does he want to move in?" I asked hesitantly, when I heard some hitting sounds and  shuffling noises again, so I decided to question since it was odd. "Hobi, are you with someone?" again those sounds.

"No Y/N I am actually w-watching a m-movie so that's why you w-would be hearing muffling ." I decided to believe him, since I know he will not lie to me anyway. He was a plain white paper who didn't want even a single black dot of lie on it.

"So when is he moving in?" I enquired. "A-ah t-tomorrow." "o-ok then ,but isn't on a very short notice." I mean I dont have a problem with him coming over tomorrow, but it just feels weird, "He actually needs a place really quick so that's why..." "Fine then ,bring him over tomorrow by 2 pm." I said making up my mind. "Okay then ,see you tomorrow, bye" "by-e" he didn't even let me complete and hurriedly hanged up the call ,'weird' I muttered under my breath.

After removing my eyes from my phone I looked around the house to see if everything was in place and clean, because I wanted to set a good impression on my new roommate. Most of the things were in place and clean, but I think I will do the cleaning in the morning so that everything looks perfect.

Also now that I think of a gay roommate, it doesn't feel so weird, even Jihee unnie had a gay friend and I had talk with him a few times, so it is fine with me.

                    Jungkook's POV

"HYUNG !!,WHAT DID YOU DO!" I shouted at him, completely annoyed by what he did. How can he call me gay especially infront of an unknown person. I felt like punching him one more time. "Look I did it for your own benefit." He kept his hands in front of him in order to defend himself.

"Listen I already told you that she wouldn't have let you in ,and here you are desperately in a need of a home, so it was the best option for the three of us. "He gave his explanation and somewhere I thought he was correct, I crucially need a roof , so now when I am getting one , I can't let this opportunity go in vain . "Also it is just a matter of few days, then you can shift with someone eles." He added, and how much I hated to accept but he was right, this was only going to be temporary, and I am going to find a new apartment in the next couple of days.

Also I think I am going to tell her that I am not comfortable with the fact that people know that I am not straight, for her to keep her mouth shut. I hope she doesn't tell this to others, or else people will spread this rumor like fire that will only enrage burning down my social life and taking other aspects along with it too which will make it nearly impossible to extinguish its flames that will roar with time. I will be crushed by the gossips of the lame people who will keep fueling this fire.

I hope this girl turns out be as trustworthy as hyung says, because it costs my dear reputation, which has already not been so friendly to me lately.

I gave a few last glares to Hoseok hyung , who flashed me an awkward smile , and strolled towards the window to get some fresh air.

                   15 minutes later

After the awkward moment when hyung lied to this girl, we both of us savoured the dinner and were presently sitting on the mellow grey couch. Silence had enveloped the air surrounding us, but I carried on throwing threatening daggers with my eyes as my jaw clenched in frustration.

"Oh c'mon Jungkook, trust me she will not tell this to anyone else , and she a very amible person, you will enjoy her company." He tried to calm the blustery storm inside me that was threatening to thunder and pour on him furiously, drenching him soaked to the bone in my anger.

"She better not tell this to anyone,oreles you I will take you down to the depths of embarrassment with me." I warned him.  "Also what was her name, it was something like Y/N right?" I asked to confirm. "Yes, her name is Y/N." 'Y/N' it is a nice name , I hope the person is also nice.

"Hyung do you have any photo of her?" "Whyyy" he said in a singsong way and wriggled his eyebrows in a teasing manner. A pursed my lips in a thin line with a blank expression masking my frustrated one. "Do you have any photo of her?" I questioned again bluntly showing no interest in getting teased now. "Ahh yes I have it." his expression changed into a normal straight one and he said it plainly, as he understood that I was not in the mood of any teasing and stuff.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and came to sit beside me , I peek into his phone and saw that he was scrolling through his gallery, which was stocked with hundreds of pictures, I don't know why but my heart started to race for some strange reason, I was curious to see this girl. I had learned reading people's eyes and the stories of pain sunk in it. I could always swim uto to their deepest point which they generally covered with a veil of happiness. I had learned it because I experienced it. I had swam in the waters of betrayal  and pain for years and now the membrane separating the happiness from pain inside other people was transparent to me.

"Ahh finally..." he said as he clicked on a girls' picture. The moment the photo magnified and occupied the full screen of the phone , I just couldn't breathe anymore.

It was a selfie, but I swear that selfie was enough to give me a cardiac arrest, and this girl Y/N was definitely, Dead Gorgeous. She had beautiful milky white smooth skin my fingers iched to feel, an unknown urge to glide my tips to trace every angelic feature, that appealed my inner desires grew. I observed inch of her face staring from the top with hazel brown bambi eyes which was seemed calm and shallow had a typhoon in it and it was dark and deep of contrasting emotions like pain, hatred along love and compassion, inviting me in to feel its wind. Her eyes were too captivating however her pumps beneath a sharp nose won the battle of my attention. Those soft red lips that were supposed to be between mine, covered with my saliva and wet with my sins, looked so delicious to be resisted. I perceived every detail of her face not missing her small mole at the corner of her left eye which was somewhat hidden by those silky dark brown locks that were left free added to her beauty, pure beauty.

The length of her hair traced down her enticing neck and collarbone. She was wearing an off shoulder top so I had full site of her bony shapes too. Her collarbone was tempting as if, it was asking me to mark it.

My eyes burned while I gulped to make my dry throat moist. I felt like a predator who would devour her taste and a prey at the same time who felt weak and captivated by her beauty. I bit my lips, staring at the photo as if it was the only thing that mattered in the world. I wonder what will happen once I see her in real life , on top of it I am going to live with her and for the worst part she thinks that I am not straight.

           (when he sees Y/N's photo)

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