[Ongoing] This is the story of Tata(Kim Taehyung), an alien who comes to Earth for research. He chooses Seoul's most popular music school to study young humans closely. But subconsciously he gets more interested in a certain student named Jungkook...
The constant nagging of my best bud slash roommate's ringtone was getting on my nerves. Rolling on my side I curled my pillow around my head, in an attempt to bury my ears into the pile of cotton, and get a Goddamn sleep. But no use. The phone kept on groaning a hip hop song, which literally and metaphorically had no meaning. If anything, the word 'SEXY' kept on repeating like a sacred chant, making my blood vessels pop out of my head.
Sexy my ass!
"Jimin." I yelled. No answer came from the bathroom. That bathing fairy must have probably been under the shower, covered in body washes and shampoo, wasting our planet's assets like it was his great grandpa's property. I wonder just how much water he wasted everyday just to get refreshed! Hadn't he ever heard of Sahara?
After a pause it started again. That mothfucking sexy ringtone. Aaah!
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"Park Jimin!" I screamed my lungs out, getting up in a sitting position, careful not to conk my head on the upper bunk. Then muttered violently, "If you aren't going to answer, then why did you not put your phone on silent? Did I ask you to put a fucken alarm for me?"
It was sharp enough to reach his ears. The door cracked slightly. —"Who is calling?"
"I don't care. Just get your wet ass here and take the call."
Wrapping his private parts securely around a towel, the fairy finally came out of his Neverland and took the phone in his hand. Just as I thought, it was his one and only sister who was hitting on me since the day we met in their house. I had already sent her to my block list. To be particular, she was the only person ruling over my block list. But almost everyday she called his brother first in the morning to know what I was doing, mainly to know if I was still single or not.
That girl really needed to grow up.
The floor was getting wet from the droplets of water dripping from Jimin's slapped-down hair. I ignored it. I needed to get some sleep before my classes began. At least an hour more.
My head started to slowly gravitate toward the ground as my eyes closed again. My soft pillow never failed to pull me in its warm embrace.
A minute and half past.
The shampoo fairy returned back to his shower. It was the peace that I wanted. But what could a single person do, when the heaven was against him?
Breaking the peace, the ringtone pierced my eardrums. But this time it was zazz, my personal favorite.
My hand moved on its own to my bedside table. Holding the device, I stared at the glowing screen for a moment, until it went all black. Namjoon must be mad at me for not picking up his calls. But now I wasn't in the mood to talk with someone.
