Happy

Junhoe roomed with Jiwon by pure chance. Jiwon had been searching for a roommate for quite some time, having had put an AD up to advertise for his needs. And truly, Junhoe came on a day when he was ready to take the AD down and go back to his mother's home. It was his only choice because his ex-roommate was getting married.

Jiwon didn't know why he was meeting him. He didn't know absolutely anything. For all, he knew he could be another crackhead. Jiwon ordered for no pets, a woman comes saying she has five cats and they desperately need somewhere to go. Jiwon said no couples, too many offer him threesomes. And maybe he finally found one— actually two, girls.

"Ying and I," Jimin started with her beautiful grin, "Have just really been searching for a place."

"We do domestic stuff, we can split the works among us. And totally no crazy ex-boyfriends," Ying nodded and then blushed softly, "And we'll get our monthlies hidden."

"You— Oh, Yeah... Ahem," Jiwon cleared his throat as he blinked at how upfront she was. "I mean it's normal, it wouldn't bother me. It's natural."

"See, I knew there was something good about you," Jimin grinned as her hand brushed up Jiwon's bicep. It was fleeting, but all intentions of flirtation hung in the air.

"Well, you guys are seriously making things so much easier than they have been ever since I started this search a month ago," Jiwon informed and the girls squealed as they looked ready to pounce Jiwon himself.

"We'll be so happy!" Ying called out in glee. "You'll be like... our roommate boyfriend!"

Jiwon did not like the sound of that and tilted his head as he sighed out, "Actually... there's an issue with that."

"What?" The girls looked at him confused.

"I'm gay," He admitted and they gasped at him. Looking him over in newfound disgust that was once fondness and flirtation.

"How? You're too good looking for that— you don't look gay!" Ying remarked and Jiwon tensed up as he looked to their angry gazes.

"You've led us on," Jimin whispered as she got up and helped her friend. The two gathered their bags and glared at him, "Don't you have something to say?"

"I don't think he does," A new voice came with a soft laugh, "I think you should leave him alone."

"Ugh!" The two females stomped off leaving Jiwon with this new person. He stood there with beautiful eyes and a small smile. Built differently, not masculine totally, but not totally feminine—there was also something about how some days he was more one than the other. The man that stood before Jiwon wore a violet turtleneck paired with a black blazer and tight pants. And pretty black and white converses.

Jiwon squinted, was that makeup?

"Sorry, they looked like they were giving you a hard time and low and behold, they were..." The man grinned at Jiwon who immediately reached his hand out.