Jungkook's POV

I was standing in front of my open suitcase, my hair still damp wet and towel wrapped around my waist cause I just  had shower. My eyes lingered to every coloured peice of fabric settled in neatly inside the plastic case. Unknowingly the choice of my clothes today mattered more than it did everyday. I wanted to look more presentable only for the occasion of our first meeting  for  which I needed a nice suitable outfit.

I had never let my brain stress over the choice the clothes however today was an exception. I was putting a thought in the colours of the fabric that would compliment each other to will it suit my body or not. After years the gates of fascination had open and she was the key. She compelling my head, drawing me back to her if I tried too flee. I was already a sinful prisoner who had surrendered to the cage of her charms.

I sadly smiled at my healing scars from the past, telling them that I was fulfilling my promise that I made to them through my seal lips. I still didn't know if  letting her take over me was right or wrong but I knew even she dominates my head, I won't let her manipulate it. I am done being a marionette and since I'm free of those strings, I won't let another marionettist tie me up again. I thought as I pulled out an oversized light gray t-shirt with blue denim cuffed jeans .(A/N:you can look at the photo at the top for reference)

Once I put on fabrics on my tone body and I joined hyung for breakfast, and checked whether all my stuff was organized.

                        Y/N's POV

I woke up to my irritating alarm's sound which could have been the cause for my torn eardrums if it rang even for once more. Waking up early in the morning was one the most cruel things in my daily life and that's why, the start of my day would always be groaning and moaning in exasperation followed by the continuing vicious cycle until I find something amusing to do in these four walls alone.

'Alone' I repeated inside my half awake head to which my closed lids shot open to find the clock, my narrowed eyes that were adjusting to the bright light of the glowing sun in the room searching for the presence of the clock on the cream colored walls. My orbs instinctively enlarged showing more of its curvature because it was almost noon.

My body and my consciousness was now fully awake as a swiftly switched off the ringing alarm with one blow of my fist. Realizing that I was sleeping like a sloth to wake up at 11:15, I had to transform into a cheetah to run around performing the chores of the house before Hobi brings over the guy. I crawled out of the blanket and rushed into the bathroom.

I hurriedly out of my room in order to clean the apartment first followed by other duties.

                    30 minutes later

Once I was done with the main work, I changed the bedsheet and curtains of the room he was going to put up in. But unfortunately ended up scraping the back of my hand by the sharp edge of the bed.

                    45 minutes later

Tired after the long cleaning session, I dropped my exhausted body on the white sectional couch. I lacked energy after doing the chores at a robotic speed. As soon as I let my delicate eyes lid settle close to restrict the light to enter my pupil, my stomach growl for mercy to give it a food. I chuckle at the sound and I realized that I didn't feed myself after I started my new day. I advanced into the kitchen, to make myself a meal or brunch to be precise.

              Another 15 minutes later

I walked out of the bathroom to reach my closet with towel wrapped around my dried body. I decided to wear a white floral shirt with and a pair of dark blue denim shorts.

I wore and buttoned up the dress shirt and was about to put my shorts on, when I wondered if, I should wear a jeans to cover my legs. I should never let my guard down around strangers.  However, he is gay so it wont matter, right?

I debated over the two primary thoughts in my head however concluding with wearing jeans, it is a more comfortable and safer option for me. I shouldn't treat strangers as friends.
               
                           At 2 pm

The door bell rang alerting me of the presence of the two people I expected. I advanced to my doorstep and and paused before opening the wooden barrier between me and the one's outside. I took a long breath in getting a hold over my excitment as the air left my lungs patiently.

I slowly turned the knob, and opened the door to get greeted by the two males I was expecting, one with a very cheerful and bright smile as usual, and other one who looked..... he gulped as he saw me followed by biting his lower lip to  point it could bleed, there was some sweat formed on his forehead, so maybe I can consider him nervous?

I gave them a polite smile and welcomed them in, I saw that the unknown guy who I suppose to be my roommate lifting up his suitcases like a feather to bring them inside.

Though his muscle were covered with the grey fabric of his baggy clothes I could make out how his tense muscles were flexing at his every moment. Contracting and relaxing every time his kept his shapes busy with work. My eyes took an opportunity to observe his features and body language, and somehow I concluded that he was quite.............. handsome.

He had these beautiful brown almond eyes that were scanning the apartment at the moment, the closing of his eyes lids whenever he blinked were the only obstruction, between my and his busy eyes. Only by sparing a look into them I could say he was a book, with endless pages.

My eyes glided down to his perfectly sharp attractive nose sliding them futher to thin lips that he was still biting, his saliva coated his red pumps making them glossy and moist. I forced my eyes down not missing his beauty mark just beneath. He skin was tightly wrapped around his jaw bone making the perfect angle visible even to a random eyes. His skin was plain canvas with his features painted on it. He was really an art, a quite  handsome one but I don't why but he seemed more like a cute one at the moment.

I giggled quietly the sight of him looking all lost. He looked so cuddly in those oversized clothes; and it seemed like, I can keep my guard down with him.

However, beauty never tells how pure you are from inside. I may never know if his deepest thoughts are irreconcilable that what he looks from outside.

"So Y/N this is Jungkook, and Jungkook this is Y/N." Hobi said enthusiastically, tucking his hands inside his pant pockets . "Hi, it is nice to meet you." The guy who was introduced to me as Jungkook said bowing to me, I reciprocated his actions and told him not to be so formal around me. 'Wow, I haven't said this to anyone in the first meeting ' I muttered to myself.

How can words just roll out from my mouth. Get a hold over yourself, and don't make him an exception, right in the first meeting.

"Please make yourself comfortable." I told him politely. While Hobi came closer to me and put an arm around my neck. "Y/N I would have loved to wait longer but I have to go urgently to my dance studio, they have been calling me since past an hour". He asked if could excuse himself. "Oo-okay then, see you next time." I bid him a goodbye as he vanished behind the door not forgetting to wave back.

Now that I was left alone with the new guy, I removed my eyes from the door and peeked at him only to find him staring at me, but when I caught him, his eyes widened for a brief second and then immediately averted his gaze. He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment but his reaction formed a small smile on my face, finding it totally adorable.

"So...." he broke the silence, "I guess I will introduce myself properly first." I nodded with the smile never leaving my face, asking for him to continue. But did he just blushed,........ maybe he is just shy that's why, right?," I am Jungkook, a friend of Hoseok hyung, I am currently 19 and working as a student at the Seoul University of Literature and Arts." My eyes widened as he told me his university's name because it was the same as mine.

"Oh my god!,you are in the same university as mine! , by the way, what course are you pursuing ?" I asked completely stunned by the coincidence. Even his eyes widened disbelief, at the information given by me, but he continued to speak " What a coincidence!" He chuckled "I am opting for arts and photography courses and what about you?" He asked with curiosity and he scratched the back of his neck , he seems to be gelling up with me now and I am happy about it.

"Well, I am Lee Y/N, and I am also going to study in Seoul University of Literature and Arts, I am specializing in literature, and I turned 20 two months ago. " "You know even I will be 20 this September, so we are kidda the same age." He said excitedly and I giggled at his eagerness. "So your birthday is 3 months from now?" I asked with curiosity. "Yeah it is on first of September." "I will make sure I mark that day." He broke into a bunny smile at my reply and shyly looked down,he raised his head to look at me again, and I swear, I saw his eyes twinkle for just a mili second.

But unexpectedly my heart skipped a beat, this feeling was new to me , and it even felt weird, but in a good way ,it felt like I want to keep feeling it again. I don't believe this, did he just made me feel new things, by doing nothing?

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Hi my dear readers ,I hope u like the chapter, I tried to make their first meeting as lovely- dovey as possible.

English is not my first language so if there are any grammatical errors pls do let me know.

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