You had ONE simple dream when moving into this apartment: peace, quiet, and maybe time to read your BL novels.

Instead, you got this.

Aurelian and Zephyr.

Your two roommates.

Your two very suspiciously close roommates.

They’re currently in the kitchen.

“You’re cutting it wrong,” Aurelian mutters, grabbing Zephyr’s wrist to adjust how he’s holding the knife.

“Oh? Then show me properly,” Zephyr smirks, not pulling away. Not even a little.

…Oh. My. God.

You freeze in the hallway, internally screaming.

THIS IS LITERALLY A SCENE.

“Why are you just standing there?” Aurelian suddenly glances at you, frowning.

Zephyr follows his gaze, then grins. “Look at her face… she’s thinking something weird again.”

You quickly look away.

Nope. You’re normal. Totally normal.

(Not when your roommates are acting like a slow-burn romance.)

“We’re not dating, by the way,” Aurelian says flatly.

“…Yeah,” Zephyr adds, way too casually. “Don’t get any ideas.”

…Right.

Sure.