Just as you are about to pull your hair in a pony tail, since this is the only way you can take care of the 'nest' without getting into too much trouble for it, you see that there is a red stain on the side of your sweater.
"What?" your eyes go wide as your hands reach the stain on the fabric.
"You need to be kidding me," you mumble as you try to scrub off the stain but nothing gets removed.
Seriously, when did I even get the chance to stain this? I have only worn it twic-
Wait a second.
Eunbi.
And an image of Eunbi wearing the-now- stained sweater comes to your mind.
You recall she had gone to an art seminar wearing it.
Aarrghhh, I'm going to burn her alive.
You think, as you forcefully pull the sweater upwards to undress yourself.
Just as you toss the stained sweater on your bed your door opens again and in comes Mark, wearing black clothing, but with his hair dripping wet.
You freeze on your spot; one hand extended over the bed, above the sweater, the other tangled in your hair. Your stomach muscles tense at the sight of Mark in the room and they make your faint abs visible. Their not too much for a girl, just enough to make you look healthy and appealing.
"SOOORRRYYYYYY!!!!!" Mark yells as he covers his eyes and makes a 180° turn and tries to head outside, feeling utterly embarrassed.
To add more to his misery though, since he can not see, he calculates his 180° turn wrong and when he walks straight ahead, instead of walking out, he walks straight to the door, banging on it.
"Aaaah," he releases a whine in pain.
"Ommo!" you cover your mouth with your hand in shock as you witness him hitting his head to the door.
You walk towards him to help him get out, at first he jumps at your touch but, then let's you guide him outside, not daring to put his hands away from his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to enter. I thought it was Eunbi's room," he explains as he exits, "I confuse your rooms, I should have knocked,"
"I-it's okay, don't worry," your say, not knowing how to continue, "A-and I should have locked the door,"
Once he is outside, you close the door, locking it this time,
Twice in a day,
He's barged into a room I am half naked, twice.
How much awkward is the situation going to get?
I don't want it to get any weirder...
Aarrghhh, I haven't had a nice start with him...
Dammit.
You run your hand through your hair in frustration and sigh. You open your closet and search for a shirt that is decent and not stained.
Finally, you find a simple gray shirt, but since it's thin you also wear a gray jacket along, for heat reasons.
You pull your hair in the pony tail you were attempting earlier, and you're done.
You unlock the door of your room and head out in the living room where Mark is sitting; watching some television. His hair is still wet as he probably hasn't been given the chance to dry them, so he's most likely waiting for Eunbi to finish whatever she's going so he can get a grasp of that blow dryer.

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Just A Play [Jimin X Reader]
FanfictionYou and Jimin? Not on very good terms. Terrible terms, actually. But life brings it so that he needs your help. It's all surprises for both of you after that. ~~~~~ Park Jimin x Foreign! Reader ~~~~~ Genre: College AU, Love-Hate Relationship, Fluff...