The sheet fought against me, refusing to stay over the mattress's corners. By this time, all I wanted to do was throw it into a fire and smile while watching it burn. Too agitated to try anymore with it, I sat down and unlocked my phone.
Ack. The home screen was flooded with messages, emails, and miscalls. I noticed a missed call from my mother, but what grabbed my attention more was an email from BigHit Entertainment.
Opening it, my eyes met a bolded title in all caps:
"WELCOME TO BIGHIT ENTERTAINMENT- PLEASE CALL THIS NUMBER IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS XXX-XXX-XXXX."
SCHEDULE IS LISTED BELOW
I clicked on the schedule and a white calendar filled with dates and events popped up. Let's see, today is Wednesday and I don't start my job until...Monday?! Oh no, I got here too early! Maybe that's why smurf out there didn't know anything of my arrival. That makes a lot more sense I guess, but I still think Taehyung's company should have notified him a month in advance that a woman was going to share an apartment with him for a full year.
Honestly, I don't understand why this is a requirement. Does he need a babysitter? That dude is a grown man for heaven's sake. Imagine babysitting your childhood crush though. A dream come true? I just hope this happened for a reason which I'll be grateful for later.
All of a sudden, I feel something wet flick at my ankle. I jerk my foot up to find an adorable, little brown-black Pomeranian staring up at me, wagging its tail excitedly. "Why, hello there! You must Yeontan, the smurf's dog. You're so cute!" I softly scratched it on the head, taking its small size into consideration. The fluffiness made me smile and my mood lightened. My day got better in only a few seconds.
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After the time storing all my clothes in the dresser and closet, I was pretty hungry. I didn't eat at the airport because of my nerves and I still had nothing in my stomach. I began to walk out the door when the dog jumped off my bed to join me at my feet.
We strode down the hallway together to find a now dressed Taehyung sitting at the kitchen table, scrolling through his phone. I snuck up behind him and noticed he just opened an app called Weverse. I'm about to turn around when the Pomeranian lets out a high-pitched yelp, and Taehyung looks over his shoulder and sees me creepily standing there still as a statue, in mid-turn. He stared at me with another one of his famous blank faces. W-why was he so pretty? His white shirt contrasted well with his blue hair.
"Ahem, uh s-sorry to be a bother, but do you know where a Giant Eagle might be? Or maybe a Target?" I say this quickly, nervously watching his expression morph into confusion. "Giant Eagle?" He repeats, unsure of how to pronounce it.
Oops. Crap, I'm already homesick? Gem, snap out of it, we are in South Korea now. I'm not in the U.S, why would Giant Eagle and Target even exist here?
Internally slapping myself, I try again. "Ah forget what I said. I'm looking for migug sangjeom. American store."
"Oh. Ah-mear-ri-cahn? Nothing here." He went back to his phone, ignoring me. And I just stood there for a couple of seconds before pulling out the chair next to him, and sat down.
I clasped my hands together and asked, "Okay, I'm going to ask one more time." He looks at me with slightly raised eyebrows. "Can you pretty please tell me where any grocery store can be located around this fine establishment? My stomach is on the verge of eating my organs, so I suggest you tell me darling. I would highly appreciate it."
Trust me, I only use darling if I'm losing patience or making a sarcastic remark. By now I was losing my patience, which is often well- organized in my internal temperament files.
"There's an E-Mart down the block. If you want something quick, go to the convenient store right when you turn left. It's hard to miss."
"Thank you kindly!" I smirked and got up. "Do you want anything?" I asked, which was very generous of me. He shook his head and I took it as my cue to leave.
I slipped my long gray coat on, along with my cream-colored hat which sported a fuzzball on the top. Wrapping a red-blue flannel scarf around my neck, I grabbed my woven bucket purse with a pretty bow tied at the handle, and headed out the door.
I rode down the elevator thinking about everything that has happened in the past four hours. Getting off the plane and exchanging money and getting lost and just ugh! Not to mention the hottie who obviously enjoys my company.
The elevator reaches the bottom floor, and I take one step out of the doors when I get slammed full force in the chest. "AHH!" I land on the floor, reaching out to protect my head at the last second from splitting in half.
I open my eyes and come face to face with a man with pink hair. His dark brown eyes met my blue ones in almost wide astonishment, and his arms were at the sides of my head.
My fingers clutched my purse and I tentatively smiled. "How's it hanging?"
Tae's P.O.V
She was intimidating in a hot, demanding kind of way that made Taehyung nervous. He didn't know how to act around Gemma. It's like she was an alien invading his home. The idol still could not believe this arrangement. He silently watched as she prepared for the chill outside. He couldn't help but approve of her sense of style.
After she left, Taehyung phoned his closest friend Jimin and told him about his crazy situation. Jimin told Tae he would be there right away since he was driving nearby and that they would both call Namjoon for an update.
He got up from the table and walked into the kitchen. Taehyung was hungry but he didn't know what to make. Ramen. Chicken-flavored ramen. Shrimp-flavored ramen. Ramen it is.
As the water boiled, someone rapidly knocked on the door. Taehyung looked through the peephole and once he saw Jimin, he opened it. Jimin stormed through and exclaimed, "You won't believe what just happened to me. I literally pushed down a woman in the elevator and she totally laughed it off! I could have seriously hurt her!"
Taehyung grimaced. He believed he knew who Jimin was talking about right away. "Did she by any chance have blue eyes?" Jimin replied suspiciously "Yes, they were hard not to notice, why?"
How ironic, he thought. "Well, you just met my roommate."
"And she'll probably be just fine."
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