➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 013

Arielle Lavaste.

Living with two men as you're roommates,was a disaster. It's what I've come to know after the first few days spent in the apartment we shared.

The toilet lid was never lowered,none of them bothered to close the bathroom door when they were using it. Cereal,Ramen and banana milk seemed to be breakfast,lunch and dinner as well.
Countless times I've had to close my room door when on an zoom call with Seokjin, for their bickering carried all the way from where they would be seated on the couch,the game of football serving for the cause of the ongoing ravening.

During the day it wouldn't be as bad,as we all would have to spend an articulate amount of hours at Issimali's headquarters,adapting to their ways of doing things while we tried bringing ours into the conclusion too.The arrangements has been running smoothly I'd rather,not much problems occuring. So yes, working daily wasn't as bad as spending my nights at home.

I've thought of talking about boundaries with thembut every time I tried bringing the topic up,it would immediately be talked dead. With each failed attempt,one could say I grew more annoyed at having to just stand up out of bed, looking forward to a nice hot shower to freshen myself,just to be harshly brought to reality when cold petaling water hits my skin.

"Bang Chan!"
I don't know who'd been the last to use the shower,nor did I care. I just wanted to wrap my hands around both their necks, and strangle them to death.

No one seems to answer my call which meant that they had already left without me. The fucking damn nerve of these assholes,first leaving me with cold water to freshen up,and taking the only free transport with them.

"Damn you, fucking imbeciles.
Fucking small weened, irresponsible, despicable, disgusting,low life shits-"
I stomp my way through the hallway,in search for something other than the thin robe covering me from shoulder to thigh, clinging to my skin due to it being wet.

I was shivering,hair still dripping droplets of cold water onto my shoulders where it rolled off of my shoulder blades, adding to the cold feel of air conditioning brushing over my skin.

"Darling?"
My steps slow to a halt at the sleepy voice of Jungkook,who appeared to be standing in front of his room door, sweatpants hanging low on his waist and nothing else.

And damn it,I was still shivering in my wet robe.I cross my arms over my chest, hoping to hide my visibly pebbled tips that clung to the skin of my robe, albeit it seems to late.
Jungkook wetting his lips as he brings his gaze up to meet mine,an unsure look of curiosity etched in them.

"What you doing parading around naked now, darling?"
He goes to lean against his door frame,biceps bulging in size where it pushes against muscled pectorals.
The smirk pulling at the corner of his lips not going amiss.

Fucking nuisance.
Having to look hot while he was as annoying as he was,was just unfair.

"None of you're business."
I state firmly, pulling my arms even closer around me when I go to walk past his watchful gaze again, making a burning path in it's wake down my back.

If his lingering look seemed to have me flushing,I'd never admit to it.

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Later that day,when I was the last to return home, an ongoing banter aloud in what seemed to be the lounge.
A belated sigh passes through my lips, carelessly letting my purse fall to the table situated near the door,and I don't think I've ever been as happy to get rid of my heels to stand between Jungkooks and Bang Chan's different variety of pointy chunkers.

I also think,that I was sure enough, tonight was the night that I was, going to be bringing up the topic of boundaries. I would be damned if I was going to let myself be crossed over with a cold shower like this morning ,ever again.

I don't care to adjust the mess my blouse and it's buttons had been in,just so exhausted to the bone,a sprinkle of hunger added to my foul mood.

I wanted to get this talk over with as swiftly as possible,it didn't have to be taking over my plans of overeating and then settling to sleep with an full stomach.

"You two and I, will be having the talk about boundaries.
Whether you like it or not."
I said, standing in the view of the television where I could here some sport countered game playing,their moans of protests passing me by like a ghost not able to be seen.

"Darling,please-
It's Argentina against Brazil,don't do this to me!"
Jungkook sighed exasperatedly,trying to move his head to an angle where he would be able to watch what was happening on the television.

But I was fed up,and there was no way I was going to be putting up with their shit for any longer.

So it's with an satisfied smirk,and the aloud ahh's of both Chan and Jungkook that I switch of the TV,and then seat myself in front of them both,crossing my arms at both their pouts.

"Okay then,could we just get this over with as quickly as possible then?"
Chan asks,and it looks like he could be near tears, which briefly has me pausing.
Especially when I spot the red blotches on both their cheeks,their widened  eyes watching me with that of guilt tripping gazes.

In fact,it seemed they both were near tears.

"Is this game really that important?"
I sigh at last,not having enough strength to fight against both the jutting of their pouts,which they looked ridiculous with by the way,as I moved from their view in front of the television.
My hand hovered over the button that would have it powering on in seconds.

"Yes, Darling please.
It's the last of the world cup,I swear to God you'll have all our attention after.
Just please,this one time?"
He sounds so good begging, pulling my lower lip between my teeth as I contemplated my choices. I felt myself faltering,I was so close and yet, weren't boundaries as important?

"Fine, then,I guess just this once."
I say at last, pushing down on the button that has the television alight again,a irritable sigh leaving me when they immediately sit up at the show of players running across the screen.

Just this once,just this once.
Is the mantra I repeated in my head,making my further into the apartment.At least I would be able to get to my evenings plans earlier.

Just this fucking once.

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𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑒,𝑜𝑟 𝐶𝑂𝑀𝑀𝐸𝑁𝑇.
𝑇𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑡,𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘.

[👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🪐].