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Feeling nervous would be an understatement to Jungkook. The thought of living with six complete strangers stressed him for weeks and at that moment, standing in front of the white picket fence of the house, he forgets how he had planned to introduce himself. “Hello! Hi. Hi? Hey guys! Erm…hello, my name is Jungkook Jeon. I’m Sir Jeon... Hi, I’m Jeon Jungkook.” He was beginning to be thankful for the icebreaker games he was forced to participate during school orientations. Otherwise, he’d never be able to strike a conversation with any of his classmates with his shyness and all.
Jungkook knows he isn’t here to bond and become ‘bros 4 lyfe’ with anyone; this wasn’t a fraternity, it was just a temporary accommodation for convenience’s sake. However, he knows that communication still has to be sustained with the rest of the tenants and he is going to work on that. With one hand gripping a small post-it note with the address of the share house scribbled on it, and the other fiddling with the strap of his backpack, he took in the sight of the place he would call 'home' for the next few years.
A white picket fence surrounded the perimeter of the grounds of the share house and a gate that clearly wasn’t meant for security purposes. Jungkook thinks that he might be able to jump over it, just for fun. The front yard was neatly mowed, pots of flowers sat along the fence, and a footpath led to the front porch of the two-story share house. Everything looked clean and well-kept so far, considering the fact that six guys live under the same roof here.
Ok, you got this. Jungkook shoved the note into his back pocket and picks up both of his hand-carry luggage from the ground. He enters the new, unknown territory and nudges the gate with his hip to close it. Going up the steps of the front porch, he takes a deep breath and puts on the smile that he had practised with his parents beforehand – a smile not too broad that it makes people feel uncomfortable, not too half-assed like he doesn’t want to be there.
He honestly doesn’t.
But the rent’s cheap so…
He raises his hand to press the doorbell, the piano…doorbell? Though mildly surprised by the strange yet creative doorbell, Jungkook proceeds to press the piano notes in a simple C-D-E order. Almost immediately, he hears someone shout in the house.
“HE’S HERE! POSITIONS EVERYBODY!”
He gulps.
The door swings open and Jungkook is attacked by rose petals. Rose petals were blown and thrown directly into his face, catching him off guard. His perfected smile turns upside down when the strong scent of roses shoots up his nostrils. However, Jungkook says nothing as he stares at the two boys in front of him, at the same time suspecting they were going for a similar ‘Ouran High School Host Club’ welcoming style. But that was an exaggerated, cheesy stunt in an anime, while the reality is…reality.
The man holding the door open gestures at him and says, “Come on in!” He nudges the other boy standing beside him to make way for the newcomer. Jungkook finds him rather familiar but doesn’t recall where has met this boy. He also notes that the boy was holding a mini portable fan and a basket, probably once filled with the rose petals that are now piled at his feet. He enters the share house and takes off his shoes. He places them in the shoe cupboard as instructed. There were seven shelves in the shoe cupboard, and all of them were occupied with several pairs except the top shelf, which he assumes is his. Both of the residents lead him down the hallway to the living where the rest of his housemates are situated, in their ‘positions’, looking in his direction.
One of the men at the door clears his throat and in a loud voice, recites, “Hey man! It’s so nice to finally meet you! It is our utmost pleasure to have you live with us, Jeon Jungkook. It is our greatest desire to make your stay as pleasant and exhilarating as possible. Let us create amazeballs memories that will forever be etched in your brain and heart. Right here in this share house, you will be protected and cared for and loved twenty-four-seven.” The man finishes and lowers the card he was reading off from. What a speech, Jungkook thinks. The man then introduces himself, “I’m Kim Seokjin, the son of the landlady and the one in-charge here. I’m the one that's been emailing to you!” He blows him a flying hand-kiss that stuns the younger boy for a few seconds. The emails. The ones that end with ‘xoxo, Seokjin’. Jungkook bows courteously, unsure of whether he was expected to return the hand-kiss, but decides not to.
Jungkook turns to the rest of the housemates and makes eye contact with all his housemates. One of them is standing by the coffee table, a pot of red roses in his hands that he brought up to cover the bottom half of his face. Despite the roses in the way, Jungkook can still see a wide smile plastered on his face. This man is literally radiating sunshine. “You couldn’t tell who was the flower, right? I was!” The man suddenly lowers the pot and somehow manages to increase the brightness of his smile and face. “Welcome! I’m Jung Hoseok!” He extends his hand out for Jungkook to shake and the latter does.
A boy sitting on the couch waves at Jungkook when they make eye contact and he smiles. “Hello, I’m Park Jimin. I hope we get along well, Jungkook-ah. Hope orientation was fun for you!” He jumps off the couch and walks up to Jungkook for a high-five. Jungkook realizes Jimin was one of the seniors that carried out the freshman orientation. When Jimin stood in front of Jungkook, he had to raise his head a little and Jungkook notes how cute he is, as well as the machine guns he has for arms. Jimin obviously works out and is oh-so-manly, having heard that from the female freshies swooning over him during orientation. Jungkook’s first impression was him being someone who tries to be cool but looks cute trying. He high-fives him.
“Ahem.”
The boy who was also at the door to receive Jungkook let out a cough to get his attention. He has his elbow propped up on his windowsill and his other hand placed at his nose, fingers forming an L-shape along his nose bridge. Learning at an awkward angle, gazing out the windows so dramatically, Jungkook waits to see how much this boy has prepared because when did he even get there? He didn’t notice him rushing off into place while Seokjin was talking to him. The mini portable fan was also positioned to give his hair the ‘blowing wind’ effect. The boy slowly turns to look at Jungkook. He cracks a smile that would make girls swoon – not Jungkook though – and lets out a soft chuckle.
Oh, I remember him. What is he up to?
“Hey.”
…
“We come in pieces.”
…
What the fuck?
Jungkook’s eyebrows are brought closer in confusion. He remembers this guy from orientation who was nearly always seen with Jimin. He was the senior that trashed everyone during the water balloon fight, which Jungkook did not participate because he was wearing white and did not want any see-through nips happening. Before he can respond to his senior, he hears someone stomping down the stairs. “We come in peace, Taehyung, in peace. Not in pieces!” the man coming down the stairs shouts. “Anyway, the lock for the toilet door broke again! Before any of you start scolding me, I swear I didn’t break it. It was an accident and I-“ The man halts when he reaches the first floor and sees Jungkook standing with his housemates. He spreads his arms open as if inviting his new housemate for a hugeass hug.
“Welcome to the hood, boy.”
Boy – Jungkook is speechless and scans the man from head to toe, eyes lingering at his bottom half. Reason being the man was wearing only a pair of boxers – black boxers with word ‘GEEK’ imprinted across the front in capital letter, Imprint MT Shadow font, bold, and bright red.
The first time all of them hear new tenant Jeon Jungkook’s voice is when he finally opens his mouth and says, “Wow, thighs.”.