FOUR.

I awoke the next morning. The sun was just rising really early through the curtains, I needed more of it so I got up off the bed removing Emily's arm from my stomach to go open up the curtains. Soon the sun illuminated the whole room making it seem that much lighter, opening the windows I took in the fresh air hoping it would wash away the remnants of last night's feelings still lingering in my blood. A warm hand travelled up my shoulder from behind me. It was just Emily in one of my shirts.

I handed her my spare washing essentials so she could clean up before class. She would've been late for her lecture hadn't I insisted on her washing up by mine.

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Out of the corner of my eye I could make out the people calling out my name in greeting. They were a couple guys from my team and with them I also made out Emily who seemed to have been flirting with them. She didn't join in the waving and distant dabbing instead I saw her leaving custom fist bumps to all of them before she ran up to catch up with me.

Matching my pace she tucked her arm under my left arm and asked."I thought all players were meeting at the field after lectures?" I matched her playful tone and mocked her a bit for not having changed out her clothes from last night's hangout before I explained how I had to get back to my dorm room first before I joined the other guys on the field.

Having reached our parting ground she stopped me and said "Your roommates think we hooked up last night.....just a heads up."

I didn't have to ask my facial expression had on display an expression of questions I needed to know why they'd assume that, just because she was a girl who slept in my room?

She rolled her eyes and said "I ran into Tae after my third lecture and he gave a snide remark about your shirt. One I wore to bed and before my shower? Yea and also I accidentally got myself a reputation freshman year so yea?" She carried on walking backwards waving at me. Before she called out again "I'll call you later, thanks for last night."

I wanted to hear more and hear every detail that would've included his tone, the actual remark he made, the posture he was in, the gestures he made with his whole body and face I needed all I could get because could it be he was jealous? However I was shaken from my thoughts by one of my teammates who had now changed up his hair opting for an undercut instead. "Hey man! you don't want to be late for practice coach is a slave driver." His voice sounding pumped he gave my chest a pump too then signaled for me to stop staring behind Emily and head for my room instead.

When I got inside I was met by a set of familiar panicked faces.

This time they were not caught in the middle of their ceremonious make out sessions much to my relief. Instead they were stood over behind the couch with another guy I hadn't seen before. I closed the door behind me, threw them an exasperated hi and moved for my room. The way they stood still though seemed as though they'd been caught plotting or conniving it was just suspicious ok.

Quickly I changed out from my heavy day clothes and opted for a light grey shirt and grabbed a leather jacket letting it swiftly on my shoulder and got out fast. Wondering if the guys on the team would think I was being a princess changing clothes for practice I shrugged off the thought and hurried out.

The three hadn't seemed to have moved, they directed their gazes towards me. Locking my room was a bit awkward as I felt gazes digging deep into the back of my head. Silently relieved that I'd locked my door I made eye contact briefly with Tae who quickly withdrew his gaze to the couch. Jimin wasn't smiling and the other guy looked between the two then spoke up "Hi, you're Jungkook right?"

I met his gaze and stretched out my hand to meet his "One and only"

He had a friendly smile and a firm handshake. Releasing his hand he said "I'm Jhope, friends with his brother." He thumb pointed to Tae.

I nodded and looked around the room to see if Joon was somewhere. He wasn't. Jhope continued "We're friendly with the authority so we'll get you changed up with a new straight roommate. Sorry you've been inconvenienced by these two." He chuckled a bit and gave them both a look that definitely carried an inside joke or something close to that.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Tae's phone he looked relieved and he left the room to get it. Jimin and Jhope exchanged looks before Jimin spoke "Listen you may not remember Tae but he remembers you and he remembered how you...." He squint his eyes a little as if he was straining for the most correct words Jhope helped him finish the sentence "...he just had no idea how much you don't like gays or how much they ,make you feel uncomfortable so..."

Before he could finish I cut him off "Oh so you all think I'm a homophobe?"

They stayed in silence for a while; I raked a hand through my hair and stopped to check the time flip! I'm going to be late

Jimin spoke up. "I'd suggested only meeting up in my room but he doesn't want you worrying so he decided on changing dorms altogether."

Grabbing my sports bag off the floor "Jimin you're a nice guy you know. And you should tell your boyfriend that I said assumption is the mother of all misunderstandings. I'm late now, I have practice and I'm late. This is whatever man" I threw my free hand up in the air letting serve as a dismissal to the conversation and a bye to both as I left the room.

Before I turned the doorknob in my hand I took one last look at them before I left the room made it clear "I'm not homophobic, it doesn't make sense for me to be." Jimin looked apologetic and shamed from the way his eyes dropped.

Closing the door behind me I saw Taehyung his back facing me still on the call. I felt tense ,that dread built up in my stomach again working its way over to constrict my chest I felt my insides burn up and my blood heat up ,immediately I knew I had to not be seen by him as I could possibly break down in from of him and that couldn't happen.

Too late he got off the phone and saw me staring at him. We stood still for a while. He began biting on him lower lip something he's always done when nervous. And right now I know he probably felt cornered into defending himself to me, defend his and his boyfriend's relationship. I should tell him I'm gay and maybe ....

"So I guess you heard? I'm moving out." I hadn't even noticed him move nearer.

He was so close to me. An arm's length, I could choose to stretch my out pulling him closer by the buckles of his belt for a kiss if I dared myself hard enough I could. "You don't have to worry about the couch, for some reason your timing was just always unfortunate. Sorry about that." He looked at me his hand rubbing his neck now.

I couldn't help but stare at the bare shoulder that had been revealed by his oversized shirt falling over it. It made me want to get closer to him and feel his skin outlining his lips with mine. He noticed my gaze then pulled his shirt up. "Sorry" he muttered.

"So you think I'm a homophobe?" I felt terrible asking.

"No one said that, I just want you to enjoy American University well kook." He defended softly sincerity and heartbreak laced in his tone and body language.

"Well I'm not and I'd like it if you could not move out please?" possibly sounding whiny and like some pleading girl I couldn't help words falling out of my mouth.