Request from Mhtbleach

Instead of giving Chenchen about it how about Chenjin/Jinchen uni!au? I think they could become great roommates, friends and maybe even more and they’d be awfully domestic ^^

 

Word count: 4170

 

 

 

 

 

The moment Jongdae walked into his dorm, the colour of pink suitcases and bedding assaulting his eyes, he knew he and his roommate would get along just fine. Any man that could appreciate the colour of the gods was a good man in his books. A good man indeed. Take that Park Chanyeol.

 

Deciding that hovering in the doorway is weird and impolite, he lugs his own suitcase packed to the max into the room, struggling to lift in up onto the other untouched bed, his muscles straining. By the time the suitcase lands ungracefully on the bed Jongdae is panting like he had just run a marathon and he realises that he’s not as fit as he thought he was, something which if he were to be completely honest about it wasn’t a surprise in the least. The only exercise on his agenda are short trip to the fridge.

 

Deciding that he was too tired after his impromptu weight lifting class he falls face first onto the bed, pushing his suitcase into the floor where it lands with a loud bang. Despite the effort it had taken for him to get it on the bed in the first place his nap takes priority over anything else. Shoes still on his feet, Jongdae falls asleep.

 

 

~X~

 

 

Walking back into his new dorm room after taking a quick trip to the café for some much needed food and bubble tea, Seokjin nearly chokes on some of the bubbles when he notices a stranger lying face first on the bed.

 

“Holy .” He whispers, clutching his chest with his hand. ‘He must be my roommate’. Silently as to not wake the sleeping male, Seokjin walks over to his bed, sitting down cross legged and settting his food out in front of him.

 

As his eats he studies the man, taking notice of his fluffy hair and upturned lips even while his face is slack in sleep. Seokjin tilts his head in interest and can’t help but find him strangely endearing, almost like a little kitten, even if his face is being smashed into mattress. Before long he finishes his food and puts the rubbish in the bin in the kitchen. It’s small and not at all like he’s used to but it has everything that he needs to cook so it’s something. There’s only so much you can afford when you don’t come from the top of the socioeconomic food chain.

 

All of a sudden his phone rings, the sound resounding throughout the tiny dorm and he cringes as the sound causes the man in the bed to twitch, obviously on the verge of awakening due to his obnoxiously loud ringtone. After scrambling to get a hold of his phone he answers it straight away not even pausing to check who was calling.

 

“Hello.”

 

“Hyung! How are you settling in? How’s the room? Have you met your roommate yet? Is he an ? Is he hot?” the person answers in a rush and Seokjin sighs but can’t fight the smile that lifts his lips upwards as the sound of his brothers excited rambling.

 

“Hello to you to Taehyung.” He says quietly, ignoring his brother’s many questions.

 

“Hyung why are you whispering?”

 

“My roommates asleep and I don’t want to wake him.” He says, flicking his eyes over to the male who he’s sad to see is beginning to wake up, eyes moving behind closed eyelids and face creasing.

 

“Is he nice? Can I talk to him?” Taehyung asks, excitement apparent in his tone. He had always enjoyed meeting new people.

 

“I don’t know. I haven’t had the opportunity to talk to him yet and no, you can’t talk to him. I don’t want you scaring him off before I even get the chance to introduce myself.”

 

“Aww hyung~”

 

“No Tae.” He says, sending a guilty look and mouthing ‘sorry’ to the male who just smiles sleepily and waves him off, seemingly not bothered by being woken up. “Hey look, I’ll call you later okay?”

 

“You better hyung or else I’ll be coming down there myself.” He threatens.

 

“Goodbye Tae.” He hands up and sighs as he puts his phone on his pocket. He always felt so drained after talking to Taehyung. That boy just had too much energy for him to deal with sometimes.

 

“Sorry about waking you up.” Seokjin turns towards to man who is ruffling his hair in the effort to make it look somewhat presentable.

 

“No, it’s fine. It’s about time I should be getting up anyway. I still haven’t unpacked any of my stuff.” He groans. “I’m Jongdae by the way. Kim Jongdae.” he introduces himself, holding out his hand for Seokjin to take.

 

“Kim Seokjin.” He shakes his hand.

 

“Should I be calling you hyung?” Jongdae asks, curious as to how to address the older looking male by.

 

“I don’t know. I’m a ’92 liner.”

 

“What month?”

 

“December.”

 

“Oh wow.” Jongdae whistles, eyes wide in disbelief. “I can’t believe I’m older than you. No offense but you look like you could be at least two years older than me.” Seriously, Jongdae can’t believe he’s older.

 

“None taken.” Seokjin laughs. “I could say the same about you. You definitely look younger than me.” He comments and Jongdae laughs it off, not offended in the slightest.

 

“You should see my brother then.” He chuckles. “How about we just stick to first names.”

 

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Seokjin smiles, Jongdae smiling back at him.

 

Introductions aside, Jongdae begins to unpack his things. He doesn’t have a lot, mainly clothes and a few personal items but he had told Seokjin that in the next few days before classes start he’s going to go and buy his textbooks second hand from a guy that his older brother Minseok knows, Yixing… or something. Seokjin had found out that Jongdae is studying music, something which he had loved for a long time.

 

Jongdae in turn had found out that Seokjin was studying to become a chef, something which he greatly admired. He couldn’t cook to save his life. The most he could do was make himself a cup of noodles which admittedly didn’t take a lot of skill but he had never been blessed by the gods of the culinary arts so he would take what he could get. He had found out that it was his youngest brother that had been on the phone, someone Jongdae could tell that he loved greatly if the affection in his tone was anything to go by.

 

Both of them had managed to secure themselves decently paying jobs and had agreed to split the cost of rent and food which suited them both fine. In the couple of days that they had known each other they had grown quite close, already laughing and joking around with each other. It also helped that they had their love of the colour pink and anime to bond over.

 

One thing that Jongdae had a problem with was Seokjin’s habit of making dad jokes. It seemed that even in University, hours away from home he still couldn’t escape his second oldest brother. Junmyeon the stubborn little bastard just couldn’t leave him along could he? Though coming from Seokjin he couldn’t help but laugh along with the way the youngers laugh sounded like someone was cleaning windows and how his face twisted in his own amusement. It was slowly growing to become his favourite sound.

 

Things were looking up for both of the new students. The nervousness had long since quelled with the onset of a new friendship.

 

 

~X~

 

 

Class had started and the new friends had found themselves caught up in the flow, attending classes and working shifts at their part time jobs. Despite being in totally different courses the two still found time to catch up with each other between their classes, going out to eat lunch or simply study quietly in the comfortable company of someone familiar. They had made their own friends, which had been inevitable but they still found the time for each other.

 

Nights were spent going over notes from earlier in the day, making dinner together – Seokjin had made it his mission to at least teach Jongdae the basics even if it killed him – and watching anime on Jongdae’s old, beat up laptop.

 

They say graduating high school and entering university is a time where one discovers themselves, a place where they start to find out who they really are. Seokjin wouldn’t go too far as to saying that he’s discovered everything about himself but he had found out a few things.

 

He wasn’t one for drinking, he couldn’t handle his alcohol for but he had somehow been convinced to attend one of the parties a fourth year was throwing to celebrate passing his exams. One, two, three too many drinks later had Seokjin letting himself loose. The next morning he had woken up, head hurting like nothing he had ever felt before and in an unfamiliar bed, like the day he had been born. Shuffling from next to him catches his attention, an equally as bare male sleeping beside him. His face turned red. There was no question as to what had occurred. Quietly he shucks on his clothes which had been scattered across the room.

 

Tiptoeing out of the room he takes one more look at the unfamiliar male still fast asleep on the bed before continuing on his way. As he walks the distance to his dorm room, the morning cold nipping at his nose he tries to remember what had occurred last night. Sighing he takes his phone out of his back pocket and grimaces at the multitude of missed calls and messages from Jongdae. He must be worried sick.

 

Suddenly something flashes into him mind. Warmth on his lips, hands all over him, his hands all over someone else, bodies moving together, groans of pleasure. He doesn’t need to question what they’re from. Strangely he’s not as bothered by what had happened then he thought he would be, that he thought he should be.

 

He had liked it.

 

 

~X~

 

 

It hadn’t taken Seokjin long to figure out that it was a nearly one hundred percent possibility that he was attracted to the same . That didn’t mean he wasn’t attracted to women because he was, but the fact that he also liked men, as well as acknowledging that he did was something that was new to him. It was something that he had yet to tell anyone.

 

“Hey Seokjin, are you okay?” Jongdae asks him one day while they’re engaged in one of their study sessions.

 

“Yeah, why would I be?”

 

“You’ve just seemed a little…distant lately. Like somethings on your mind.” He says worriedly.

 

Seokjin makes a face. “Was I really that obvious?”

 

Jongdae hums. “Not really. It’s just that I find it easy to read you.” Seokjin is startled at the information coming from the slightly older man. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

 

Seokjin nods but doesn’t follow his confirmation up with a response and Jongdae doesn’t continue the conversation. They go back to looking over their notes, a semi comfortable silence surrounding them.

 

“I’m bi.” Seokjin says suddenly and Jongdae looks up, lid of his pink – of course – highlighter held between his teeth.

 

“And I’m gay.” Jongdae answers. Seokjin’s eyes widen. That is not the response that he had expected. Not in the slightest. Jongdae chuckles at Seokjin’s expression, bottom jaw dropped and pencil slipping out of his hand.

 

“I-I…what?”

 

“Why do you look so shocked? I haven’t exactly been that subtle you know. I mean, have you seen my lock screen?” he asks and Seokjin has. It’s none other than a picture of Jackson from that boyband called GOT7, shirt off and abs fully exposed.

 

“It’s never really clicked I guess.” Seokjin says sheepishly.

 

“Jesus, you can be so dense sometimes, can’t you.” He says but there’s no heat to his words.

 

“Hey!” Seokjin yells offended. He’s not dense. “I am not!”

 

“Sure. Whatever helps you sleep better at night.”

 

And that had been the end of that conversation. Well not completely. Jongdae had made it his new life goal to send him pictures of hot guys. When asked why, Jongdae had simply replied that it was a ‘bonding experience’ and that he shouldn’t act like an ‘ungrateful little brat’ for showing him the ‘wonders of the world’.

 

While Seokjin felt comfortable with his new found uality with Jongdae he had yet to feel comfortable making it known to the rest of the world. Jongdae was always there to comfort him, reassuring him that he had nothing to worry about but to only reveal it when he felt like it was the right time. Seokjin was grateful for the others support and before he knew it Jongdae had become one of the most important people in his life.

 

 

~X~

 

 

University time went on and pretty soon the year was coming to an end. Stress levels were on an all-time high, everyone struggling to finish final assignments and prepare for exams. Jongdae, despite the constant buzz of anxiety floating around the campus felt pretty zen. His text scores had been good and he was confident that he would pass his exams so he didn’t feel like it was necessary to worry over something that hadn’t happened yet. Besides, it was his job to make sure that his roommate didn’t pass out due to exhaustion. The poor boy had been frantic that last couple of weeks. His wellbeing was always on his mind.

 

Actually now that he had mentioned it, the younger boy was occupying his mind quite frequently lately. It was rare that he wasn’t somewhere in his thoughts, whether it be at the back for right at the forefront. It was somewhat startling and he didn’t know what to make of it. He would find himself staring at Seokjin for what seemed like eternity, most of the time not even realising that he’s doing it. He didn’t know what it meant but he wanted to find out.

 

Exams passed like everything else did, everyone breathing a sigh of relief when they were over. He and Seokjin decided to go to a café to celebrate. It was nothing fancy but neither of them could afford something more expensive and neither of them were into the partying scene. It was tranquil, a nice time away from school. They discussed their plans for the break. Seokjin had planned to go home for the holidays to spend time with his parents and brother, Jongdae planning on doing the same. Neither of them had had time to go back home for a visit so they were anticipating their respective trips.

 

It was then when Seokjin laughed that familiar squeaking laugh that he had grown fond of that he realised what the meaning of his feelings were. Everything had finally come together but with that came other feelings. He was unsure. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what the other would do, didn’t know what he would think. Did Seokjin feel the same way that he did? He sat on those thoughts, right up until the day it was time for them to depart until their classes for next year.

 

“So, I’ll see you next year.” Seokjin smiled at his friend, Jongdae doing the same albeit his smile a little strained at the edges.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“I’ll message you okay. So remember to check your phone and answer when I message you okay?”

 

Jongdae laughed. “I will.”

 

The sound of a horn made them jump. They turn to the source of the noise and see Jongdae’s brother Minseok waiting for Jongdae. Jongdae sends a quick wave over to his brother before turning back to Seokjin.

 

“Looks like my rides here.” Picking up his suitcase Jongdae hesitates, a battle waging itself inside of his head. Deciding to throw all caution out of the window he takes a step towards Seokjin who looks at him in confusion.

 

“Wha-“ he starts only to be cut off by a pair of lips pressing onto his own. Jongdae doesn’t give him any time to react before he’s running off to his brother car. Face beet red, Jongdae doesn’t look back as they drive off. He completely ignores the questioning look being sent his way by his brother. He also misses Seokjin’s stunned reaction, fingers lightly touching his lips.

 

The entire way home Jongdae couldn’t help but feel like he had screwed everything up.

 

 

~X~

 

 

Neither had messaged nor gotten into contact with each other during the break. Jongdae was too afraid while Seokjin was just confused. It probably wasn’t the best course of action. They knew they would need to face each other when school went back but were just stalling the inevitable. Jongdae had thought about changing rooms but could bring himself to do it. That would just be wrong and completely insensitive. All that was left for him to do was face the music. Minseok hadn’t said anything about what he had witnessed, at least to him anyway. He had probably told Junmyeon if his own little looks were something to go by but they knew this was something that he had to sort out on his own.

 

Before long the break had come to an end and Jongdae, with his bag full yet again made the trip back to school. He didn’t know what would be waiting for him when he got there and that’s what scared him the most. He may be a spontaneous guy but when things weren’t in his control he started to freak out and this was one of those times.

 

After all, everything was in Seokjin’s court.

 

After saying goodbye to his brother Jongdae trudged along with his suitcase, his mind not even needing to think as his body walked the familiar path towards his second home. Even when riddled with nervous energy and mind not quite present in the moment he needn’t think. Before long he’s standing outside the door. Part of him hopes that Seokjin has yet to arrive though the other part of him wishes that he’s already in there waiting for him. Steeling himself he opens the door somewhat hesitantly nearly freezing at the sight of Seokjin sitting on his bed. Jongdae closes the door and they stare at each other, neither knowing what to do.

 

“Hi.” Seokjin says.

 

“Hey.” Jongdae replies. It’s awkward, something both of them can blatantly see. Jongdae doesn’t think they had ever had an awkward phase, not even when they had first met so it’s not something he’s used to. “Um, how was your break?”

 

“It was fine.”

 

“That’s good.”

 

Jongdae wordlessly makes his way over to his chest of drawers and begins to place his clothes in them. He remembers when he and Seokjin had bought them from a discount store for two for the price of one. The matching one can be seen on Seokjin’s side of the room. When he thinks about it, everything apart from the furniture provided by the university they had bought together, splitting the costs of each item.

 

Jongdae was aware that the younger man was watching his every movement as he could feel the others eyes boring into the back of his head. He knows that he shouldn’t put it off any longer. He’s never considered himself a coward nor someone who runs away in the face of rejection but Seokjin means so much to him, something which had taken him a while to realise and he didn’t want to lose it because he couldn’t keep his own feelings at bay.

 

“Okay, that’s it.” Jongdae hears Seokjin’s voice, followed by the shuffling of sheets and turns around only to be startled when he sees the other mere inches away from himself with a look that’s a mixture between annoyance and pure determination.

 

Jongdae takes a step back and flinches when his back comes into contact with the drawers, Seokjin’s hands coming to rest just above his shoulders, palms flat against the wood. Seokjin has completely caged him in. The reality of the situation makes him tremble. The way Seokjin is looking at him makes his knees want to give out. He swallows deeply, trying to get rid of the dryness that had suddenly befallen his throat.

 

“S-Seokjin what-“

 

He’s cuts off when he feels Seokjin’s lips against his own. His eyes are wide and mouth still, his mind not being able to comprehend what’s happening. Why is Seokjin kissing him? This can’t be real, can it? Jongdae doesn’t notice as his eyes fall shut, eyelashes tickling his cheekbones. He doesn’t know what to do with his arms, finally settling them around Seokjin’s neck who tangles his own hands into Jongdae’s belt loops, tugging their bodies closer together.

 

When Seokjin pulls away Jongdae’s eyes remain closed as if he’s still lost in his own world. He bites his lip and slowly opens them to see Seokjin looking at him looking slightly ruffled. Like he had just been kissed silly…which he had.

 

“Honesty I should punch you instead off kissing you.” Seokjin says bringing Jongdae back down to earth. “Who kisses someone and then just leaves?! And then doesn’t call or text that person for a couple of months then tries to act like nothing happened when he sees that person again? Like seriously!” Jongdae just watches on as his roommate – boyfriend? – vents. He can admit that he did the other dirty but to be fare Seokjin didn’t try and contact him either.

 

“I’m sorry.” He mutters weakly and cringes at his poor attempt of an apology. Seokjin tries to glare at him but just can’t. Jongdae is just too cute to be angry at. “Um, I’ll buy you food?” Seokjin perks up at the mention of food.

 

“Really?” he was excitedly.

 

“Sure.” Jongdae smiles when he sees the younger light up at the prospect of someone buying him food. “Anything you want.” He says but suddenly regrets saying it when he sees the smirk on Seokjin’s face.

 

“Anything?”

 

“Anything.” Jongdae whimpers. He can just see the damage this is going to do to his bank account.

 

“Let’s go.” Seokjin pulls Jongdae towards the door.

 

“What, now?”

 

“Why not? Can’t I take you out on a date.” He asks and Jongdae nearly trips over his own feet but Seokjin manages to catch him before he floors himself. Things are moving too fast for his brain to catch up on.

 

As Seokjin drags him out of the building Jongdae makes a note to call his brother for council. Minseok, not Junmyeon. He desperately needs it.

 

What in gods name had he gotten himself into?

 

 

~X~

 

 

“Oh my god you guys are disgusting. Just go and get married already. You’re too domestic for my poor eyes to handle. Quick, someone hand me some bleach to clean my eyes and purge my brain from the sight of you two.” Taehyung cried from where he laid spread out on Seokjin’s bed.

 

“Oh shut up you.” Seokjin chastises, throwing a cloth at his younger brother who easily dodges it. Jongdae smiles at the brothers, it widening as Seokjin pecks his lips, the sound of Taehyung gaging prominent in the background. As unexpected as Taehyung’s visit had been Jongdae found himself enjoying the youngers company. It’s also fun to see someone who could tease Seokjin and garner such an amusing reaction. The embarrassing stories from his boyfriends childhood is also a bonus.

 

Jongdae thanks all the powers that be that Seokjin had yet to meet Junmyeon. There’s no doubt that his second oldest brother would gladly spill the beans. Minseok was too nice to put him through that torture. He dreads the day that happens.

 

“Don’t try and deny it. You two act like mum and dad do. I feel like throwing up.” Taehyung says good naturedly, the look of fake disgust on his face just making them laugh. “I’m still mad at you though. I can’t believe I had to find out from Namjoon. Like, he may be your best friend and all but I’m your brother. Blood trumps best friends by like, miles. Where’s your honour?”

 

Jongdae laughs. Taehyung’s an odd one, a little out there but Jongdae really likes that about the other. Taehyung just has this way about him where it’s honestly impossible not to like him.

 

“I have no honour.” Seokjin fires back immediately, obviously used to his brothers antics. Jongdae finds their interactions far too amusing to in. He’s more than happy to sit back and watch it unfold in front of him.

 

Suddenly a knock at the door startles them all. Jongdae looks at Seokjin confusedly. Neither of them had been expecting anyone. Jongdae pads over to the door with a frown on his face. when he opens the door he freezes.

 

“Hey little brother. I heard something interesting from Minseok.” Jongdae’s face pales.

 

Why?!

 

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Sorry I kinda disappeared for a little while. My assignments were a killer but they're all done now. And guess what guys? I bloody saw BTS live and they were lit!! XD It's been a week and I'm still reeling from just how great they were. They were all amazing and I thank the gods that they came back to Australia. Seokjin was so extra during the ments, bragging about his 'worldwide handsomeness' and professing his love to us through kisses and heart shaped bracelets cut from a piece of fabric. This has solidified that Seokjin is in fact my BTS bias wrecker, sitting just bellow Yoongi.

I honestly wrote this a little while ago and as I went back and edited it I realised just how much I enjoyed writing it. It may not be my best piece of work but I really like it so I hope you all so to. And in regards to CBX's album I'm in love with it. All of the songs are great but 'Diamond Crystal' has to be my favourite. I've ordered all four versions of the album and can't wait for them to arrive. I've also ordered Monsta X's 'Beautiful' so I'm also waiting for that as well. I've had a few new requests in the last week and I can't wait to get started on them and for those of you who have been waiting for a while hopefully I'll get them typed up and posted soon :)