F.M.L ( ft. junhoe )
@247june
as soon as daehyun pulls his suitcase into the room, he looks around, surveying the area. two beds- thank god. he doesn’t know who his roommate is yet, but he doubts he’d want to share a bed with them (there are only a few people he’d be willing to share a bed with…)
he lets out a sigh, taking off his sunglasses and setting them on the nightstand before swinging his luggage up onto his chosen bed - the one closest to the door, in case he needs to escape.
in the midst of unpacking, daehyun hears the door open. he turns, preparing some sort of funny introduction. but he stops in his tracks when he recognizes the person standing in the doorway as one the guy who keeps popping up in elijah’s instagram (well, one of the guys. there’s that guy named hobi, but daehyun doesn’t think he’s a threat.)
junhoe? that’s his name, right? hoe is right. of course dae’s seen the blast from only a few days ago, and no doubt junhoe knows he’s seen it. it’s just a matter of whether or not junhoe knows of dae’s past with his new beau. he doesn’t doubt it; he wouldn’t be surprised if elijah shit-talks him to everyone he meets.
daehyun is instantly put into a bad mood, shown clearly in the frown on his face as he turns back to his unpacking without a word. he decides right then that he hates gossip girl.
he can understand her putting him with the worst roommate possible, to watch him suffer. but on his damn birthday? does she even have a heart?