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never in his life did he regret having so much of furniture and household stuff. jimin's t-shirt was drenching wet as he instructed the people from shifting company about where to keep his things.
after hours of work he finally closed the door and plopped on the plastic covered couch. he did not realize when he even slipped into his slumber.
he was woken up when someone knocked on his door multiple times. he cursed the person under his breath before walking to the door.
"yes?" he asked before he looked at the man standing tall at the door.
"i guess you just moved here?" the man smiled but jimin could somehow make out that it wasn't so friendly of a smile.
"i d-did," jimin furrowed, his finger scratching his temple.
"nice," his smile faltered in a jeopardous manner. "your empty boxes were thrown in my backyard. you better get them out before i do something that you won't like."
the words that the man spoke added onto the fear that jimin was developing for him. his intimidating look and body language was enough but the way he let his words out were something jimin couldn't handle. "i'm s-sorry, i didn't know. i'll get them right a-away." the poor boy stuttered as the tall man left with a you better.
"god," jimin breathed once the man was inside his house. "he's scary," jimin sighed as he looked at the house. he observed that the light in a room of the second storey lit up. he assumed that it was his bedroom.
"but gorgeous." he finally let out, staring at the shadows of the man through curtain-pulled windows.
