11:27 P.M. Seoul, South Korea, Your shared dorm.

You never really liked him— or that's just what you told yourself. It's not like he was constantly teasing and.. Lowkey being a bitch sometimes, who'd think that? But out in public, he'd fucking humiliate you, calling you his 'dog' or his 'little bitch', sometimes he'd toss out a 'good girl' if he was feeling extra petty.

Sadly— or not so sadly, —He was your roommate, rollercoaster of emotions really. One second he's cleaning and cooking for you, the next he's calling you out for not doing enough. Living with him was a perfect dream and your worst nightmare at the same time.

Your dad just called you shit, and your mom just called you trash on the phone, so who better to take it out on then your annoying petty roommate? You were silently crying and trying to hide it as you leaned in the doorway of his room, but you couldn't hide the crack in your voice when you asked to chill in his room.

Fast forward to now, you were in his room laying on his bed with your head on his back. He was laying on his stomach with his headphone in and working on his laptop, sadly you fell asleep in this position and you just knew he'd tease you later, but for now he didn't mind and he he knew you just needed someone to hold onto.