Love, Life, and Jennifer
Roommates

"Is it possible we should make 1 more room in this house?" I asked Young Joon to look at the ceiling of my room

"You mean?" Young Joon turned his body towards me

"Don't try to get close!" I gave him a warning again.

We slept in the same room, even the same bed, only, we gave a barrier between us, 3 pillows that I stacked straight from our head to our feet.

We have three rooms in this house. Young Joon's room is now used by his parents, while my parents sleep in the guest room.

"Yes god! You're putting a really unfair limit on this bed, Jenny!" His complaint.

I glanced at him, making sure what he said was true?

After seeing the circumstances, it turned out to be true what he said! I held my laughter

"You're hitching a ride in my room! Follow the rules here!" I am blessed to hold back the laughter

"But I'm a guest, Jenny! The guest is ra..."

"You are my husband!" I turned my body towards him, looking at his face that had just cursed at me.

Young Joon was silent at my words earlier, and his face turned a little red

"And the duty of the husband is, to make his wife feel as comfortable as possible..." I smiled, then returned to my starting position and closed my eyes.

Young Joon still couldn't accept it, he got up and stood beside me, then continued his curse.

"Hey, what the fuck! Don't pretend to sleep like this! This is really unfair!" Um, and I pretended to snore, and then turned my body in the opposite direction to him

"Iiissshhh, this woman!" He said while shaking my body!

I don't know what kind of courage he had, how dare he do that!

"Wakeup! We're not done talking! Heeeyy!" His words still shake my body.

This time it really worked! I was really upset about being made by him

"Armghhh!"

I woke up, and sat down!

And you know, what's he doing?!

He smiled foolishly, putting on a naive look, while sticking his palms together pleading!

"What would you like!" I raised my voice.

Young Joon walked towards the front of my bed.

"I want this to be fair to both of us." He said with such an attitude.

"You mean?" I ask not to understand

"This border, we slide, that our bed may be as wide...." Say it while sliding the pillow.

For God's sake, Young Joon's smile really makes me nauseous!

"Joon, stop that stupid face of yours!" I threatened him, and he shook his head.

"Joon! I'm sick of seeing you like that!" Umpatku, and he again shook his head still with his stupid face, making my patience completely exhausted!

I was standing on the bed, already impatient to want to punch him in the face!

And when I stepped up, my foot was stuck in a blanket, until.....

'Buuggghhhh!!!'

"Good mall...am."

Both of our parents suddenly opened the door of my room without knocking on it first! Yeah! They get used to it when they stay in our house...

But! Heeey! What's this!

Right now, I'm on top of Young Joon's body, and our lips are 'greeting' each other'! And witnessed by both of our parents!

We hurriedly got up, and each of them explained what had really happened

"So thisit's nothing likeyou imagineit's an accident! Didn't happenapwithwebarusall was an accident! I fell and Joon caught me." We explained simultaneously, at an irregular tempo, and perhaps they could not hear clearly, what we had just said!

They stared at each other, and blushed in shame. Making me and Young Joon look at each other strangely, while grimacing.

"Baaahh... Forgive us, we have disrupted your business. Continue anyway. We're going to sleep first." Eomma said with a seductive smile, at the mouth of the others

"That's not what you meant, we just now..." Saying, but...

They hurriedly closed the door of my room, before I finished my speech, leaving me and Young Joon, which further added to the awkward atmosphere of this room.

We were still silent, not knowing what to do after the incident. And spontaneously I said...

"I'm sorry!" Then ran towards the bed, and slammed my body on it, then pulled the blanket to cover the entire body up to my head.

I really won't be able to sleep tonight, I curse myself again!

Until suddenly, the empty side of my bed seemed to move a little, a sign that someone was there.

Of course it's Young Joon!

Aarrggh... What is this!

It makes me more nervous.

I pray that Young Joon will not say anything to me. Yet...

"You're asleep?" His voice was very calm, as if nothing had happened, a while ago.

I'm silent, let alone to answer. Breathing feels tight too!

"This is the second time you kissed me." He said confidently!

For chrissakes! If only nothing had happened, I'd have punched him in the face!

"Are you so obsessed with my sexy lips, huh?"

The more he spoke, the more my heart became hot!

"You took my first kiss, you know!"

Young Joon is getting bigger!

"You know, I'm afraid to be here, I'm afraid ..."

"Hheeeyy!!!! Did you think all this time, what happened was because it was on purpose!" I opened my coarse blanket, in order to get up from 'my sleep' quickly, and screamed at him!

"What else?!" His beautiful face really made me want to kill him

"What do you think, I'm this!!!"

"My wife..." Answer without sin!

I was completely out of patience, until unknowingly, I 'climb' her body, then strangle her

"Hey... W-what y-yang k-k-you did...." Her voice stings

"WHAT ELSE IF IT DOESN'T KILL YOU!" I still keep strangling him!

"Aarrggh... Lelkkaann...." Young Joon tried to take my hand off his neck, until suddenly...

"Mama will...."

Ahhhh... What else is this!

My mother came with a bottle of water and a glass.

"Mama taro is here, yes." He said, then put the two things he held on the nightstand beside my bed, then hurried away from us.

Both of my hands are still gripping Young Joon's neck. It's just our eyes, still staring at the door of the room that has been closed.

"Are they never taught manners!" My hands are still on Young Joon's neck.

"Hey, but she's your mother..."

'Buuggghhhh!'

I punched Young Joon on the right cheek!

"Wwwww!" Young Joon groans in pain!

"Gosah a lot of bacots, you! Sleep there!" I woke up from his body, then laid my body right next to him.

Young Joon didn't answer my words this time, even he no longer complained about his cheek hurting from my fist.

I was pretty tight punching his face earlier. I don't know! I felt no remorse at all, and immediately closed my eyes.