Roommate
Description
Kim Jongin, the heir of Kim Entertainment, and Kang Seulgi, a struggling trainee at the the said company have been living under the same roof in a loft for over two years. Coming from separate worlds, two years still didn't manage to merge those two worlds despite the only distance between them were the meters setting their rooms apart. They had their own lives, they kept to themselves and refused to meddle with each other in any way possible.
All things take a sudden shift when Jongin, a known playboy, falls in love for the first time and gets his heart broken. Seulgi, out of both annoyance and pity despite being in a happy relationship of her own, finally decides to step in for once and help the shattered boy pick himself up.
And maybe finally after two years, they could call themselves something more than roommates. Maybe, they could actually be friends.
Or will that be the limit of Jongin and Seulgi's relationship?
Author's Note
This is a very non-mainstream ship and I've been shipping the two of them since August 2014 (which is basically when Seulgi debuted lol) and I know this ship is going to get a lot of hate but I also sincerely think it's going to get a lot of love (especially if you give it a sincere chance) sooooo.
This fic is mainly for me to be able to let out my extremely overflowing SeulKai feels. And hopefully, those feels will be transferred onto some of you. ♥♥ Have a great time reading!
xoxo, the seulkai squad's mom ♡✦
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Foreword
"Seul, let me use your toilet please, I'm begging." Jongin called out from outside the bathroom door, shaking on his feet out of urgency to respond to the call of nature. "Just for a few minutes, I promise. Please??"
"Use your own bathroom." Seulgi bluntly replied under the sound of the water from the shower flowing down.
"But it's gross in there," Jongin whined. "The toilet's clogged."
"And whose fault is that?"
"Not mine." He cried out. "The maid still hasn't arrived this morning and--"
Seulgi opened the door, body bare only under a single white cotton towel, her collarbones revealed and her dark brown hair dripping wet falling against her shoulders. "You have five minutes."
"Thank you." Jongin exclaimed rushing inside the bathroom, banging the door shut behind him.
Kim Jongin and Kang Seulgi have been sharing a two-bedroom loft in Gangnam for over two years now. It had tan walls, with creme linings, paintings hung on each one. The floor was of polished mahagony wood, no carpets anywhere due to Jongin's dogs and how much they shed fur. A living room with a black three seater couch, a round coffee table along with side tables, a television and a foosball table was right infront of a black-tiled kitchen composed of an island at the center, a tall silver refrigerator, a stove, a pantry and wooden cabinets. Huge white draped curtains hung just a few inches below the ceiling saving the room from the sunlight coming from the glass balcony doors. There was a small staircase that lead up to the second floor which had a small common room in between, with book shelves and a few other sets of couches and chairs. Two doors right across each other, only a few meters apart was the only distance between the bedrooms belonging to Jongin and Seulgi.
You would think living under the same roof, and being this close to each other every single day meant Seulgi and Jongin were the best of friends. That's where you're wrong. Two years didn't affect their so-called relationship, two years didn't close up the distance between their rooms and between each other. Two years and in all honesty, all you could call them was simply roommates. Not friends, nothing else.
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