Evocative | KTH X You | Version

1 | The Ex boyfriend

My name isn't important. People call me different things, I just go with it because I don't really care. At home, the boys call me 'Boo' or just 'B'. That is, except for Taehyung, my ex. Even after two years, he still calls me 'Bae' when we are talking and texting.

If you are really curious though, I will say my name once. It's ________(Y/N).

Don't get used to it because as I said, no one ever respects my identity.

Right now I'm stuck at home with seven unique and exotic men.

Now you see, I didn't say neither kids nor young adults. I literally said men. Despite their age and personality of course, they are extremely mature.

Today is the first time we are all at home. It's early, like 8am, and considering the fact that I'm already awake, today is gonna be a long and exhaustive day. I not only share a house with seven boys, I also share a room with one of them. He and I are related (second degree cousins) but we also have similar habits (not sleeping schedules though), that's why we are together. His name is Min Yoongi, a 26 year old man that resembles a 18 year old boy and has better skin than mine.

Curious fact: even though we are related, he is physically so distinctive from me that it hurts knowing I didn't get to be on the beautiful side of the family with the lucky genes.

I gazed at the -far far away- conifer forest from my window and took a deep breath, inhaling that fresh air coming in through a tiny gap. Cold and yet made my lungs warmer. I put my bare foot against the wooden floor and a chill tickled my arms. Since the room was too small for two beds, Yoongi was sleeping on the futon today and so I almost tripped on his legs. I can't risk waking him up on regular days and I wouldn't want that on quarantine specially.

I left the room on my tip toes, slowly closing the door behind me and then stretching. Arms up and my back bent backwards at once, making all my spinal bones yell a crunchy sound. Finally I was ready to drink a glass of water, pee and go back to bed.

I go downstairs, each step at a time as I check messages simultaneously on my phone. Except for my sweet Grandma checking on me, no one really said anything important.

Oh, just so you can have a better idea of my roommate's personality, that's the unread message he sent even though he was just right there, in the same room:

| Yoongi |

Boo, remember to close the damn window before you fall asleep. It gets cold AF during the night and when I wake up I'm almost dead from hypothermia. Thanks [00:21]

Looks like I'm not surviving until the end of this day after all.

When I got to the sink, I got myself a glass full of water and as I turned around, Taehyung was just right behind me, reaching for something above.

Ladies and gentlemen, this man right here is my doom.

His chest was just a few centimeters away from my face, his natural smell always putting me in some kind of ecstasy. I felt my cheeks going bright pink as he caught me, on spot, staring at him. Then, he stared back for a few seconds and a cheeky smirk emerged on his expressions.

"What?" I asked not able to hold a grin back.

"You look cute even with dry saliva on the corner of your mouth you know" he said, making me burst in laughter as my hands automatically covered my mouth. He then made a weird noise with his throat and patted my head a few times before someone else joined us. "Oh good morning, hyung. How did you sleep?"

"Not bad... I guess my head hurts a little but nothing that food can't fix. Good morning, Boo"

"Good morning, oppa" I answered as Jin very noisily stretched. I opened the fridge, scanning the food available and sketching a breakfast menu in my head. "We might need to go grocery shopping soon, I don't think there's enough food for eight people for more than three days"