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Description: Through unfortunate circumstances, you end up needing a roommate. Yoongi, your best friend's cousin, fills this need, and although your relationship is rocky at first, you soon become good friends. After you question what kind of relationship you and Yoongi have, your friend gives you advice. Will you take it?

(Y/N) = Your Name
(B/F/N) = Best Friend's Name

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I lowered my book enough so that I could peer over the pages and sneak a peek at the boy across the room from me. Yoongi had his headphones in; dozing off in his precious chair. If I ever touched his chair, I would probably wake up dead. I know because he told me so.

Yoongi was my best friends cousin, or to be more formal and uptodate, my roommate.

I had found myself in quite a pickle when I had gotten kicked out of my old apartment for leaving the sink running, flooding the place and getting some nasty words from the person who owned the room below me. Desperate and not wanting to face my parents, I had crashed with my best friend, (B/F/N), until I could find a new place while keeping up with my studies.

I was extremely grateful for (B/F/N), but I knew I had been overstaying my welcome. The problem was, I didn't have enough money to afford a place. They were all excessively expensive. (B/F/N) noticed my problem and suggested me getting a roommate.

I hated the thought at first, but after concluding that it was indeed the only solution to my problem, I sighed and gave in.

As it turned out, (B/F/N)'s cousin, Yoongi, had been looking for a roommate as well. She got us together immediately. I in general am an awkward person, but meeting the guy I was supposed to live with had to have been the hardest day of my life.

When I first met him, I found him to be quiet, judgmental, and a bit cold. He looked at me blankly upon meeting and held out his hand for me to shake. My hand had been trembling.

(B/F/N) had organized dinner for us that night, and we had had a blast joking and laughing while Yoongi just rolled his eyes and sighed at our childish stories.

At first I thought there was no way we could ever live together, but at the end of the night, a miracle happened. I was taking the dishes to the sink when I tripped, spilling them over the floor. I sighed and was about to stand up when Yoongi held out his hand. I accepted it in shock as he pulled me up. He then bent down and picked up the plates, carrying them to the sink for me. I stuttered a thank you and he simply told me it was no problem. After that I opened up a bit, and in the last hour of his visit I learned that we had a lot in common. I even got him to smile once.

Before he left, (B/F/N) talked to him about me, and I secretly listened from the other room, anxiously awaiting his responses, not knowing what he would say.

"So about (Y/N), do you think you can help her out? After meeting her I mean?" She asked.

I held my breath, certain he would say no.

He simply shrugged, saying "Sure," before walking out.

My best friend grinned after he shut the door and I joined her, hugging and cheering.

"Thank you so much," I told her earnestly.

"No problem. Have fun living with him though, he's sure to be a handful. Sort of hot though, right?"

"NO!" I exclaimed, cheeks reddening, causing her to laugh.

Of course it was awkward at first. We barely said anything to each other the day I moved in, he just watched me as I hauled my things into my room, helping me if the box was too heavy. Once, I accidentally dropped one of my boxes and all my figurines, stuffed animals and toys fell out onto the floor, just as Yoongi came in with one of my bigger boxes.