Dear Neighbour

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After that ridiculous “almost-getting-caught-by-Namjoon” encounter, Seokjin just continued on with his day.

Seokjin was a tall boy, with mousy brown hair, broad shoulders and fully plump lips. He was definitely handsome and ladies chase after him, but he was gay. Some even said his face was carved by angels but it’s a shame since he died of heart failure, only three months ago. But he didn’t get to leave this place, he had grudges.

Jin was not a harmful spirit, he couldn’t even hurt a fly when he was living but he had grudges, and they were the ones written in his bucket list.

1. Get a boyfriend

2. Do a handstand

3. Get a kiss while watching the sunset

4. Go camping

5. Watch fireworks and get rid of my phobia

Jin looked at the piece of pink parchment pathetically and threw it on the table, the only furniture that was in his empty apartment, aside from the box of pens and pink sticky notes.

Seokjin was tangible but not visible.

He could touch and move objects, even the people he brushed past could feel him completely but they could not see him. Only a few occasional little kids could but they would run away as soon as their parents ask who they were talking to and they realize he’s in fact a ghost.

Jin was bored as usual, he wanted to give up finding a way to resolve his grudge but he knew he couldn’t because he didn’t want to get stuck in this place forever,

“Stupid bucket list, why did I even write those?”

He grumbled to himself, crossing his arms and pacing the empty bedroom, back and forth. His apartment was still not for lease because of his death incident. The owner of the complex wanted to wait for another month before he could rent out Jin’s former apartment again.

An idea popped into Seokjin’s bored mind but he knew it was a total invasion of privacy. Even as a ghost, he still had the manners his mother taught him but something about Namjoon just made him very curious.

But he just shrugged and decided he would pay Namjoon’s apartment a visit.

**

Namjoon’s apartment interior was beautiful, his feet padded on Namjoon’s carpeted floor. He opened Namjoon’s fridge and saw that it was empty apart from a few half empty tupperwares of kimchi but that was it really.

Seokjin loves food and seeing an empty fridge makes him feel bothered. He was used to having a fully stocked fridge. He just shut the fridge, it wasn’t his business anyway.

He was in Namjoon’s apartment, now what?

He didn’t want to go into Namjoon’s room because first, nothing’s probably there yet, the new guy just moved in (also, he saw Namjoon’s luggages sprawled out in his living room) and second, he was not supposed to snoop there. But his feet still brought him into Namjoon’s room anyway.

A bed, it has been a while since he lied down on a bed. He couldn’t help but let his fingers slide against the soft sheet of Namjoon’s bed. And before he knows it, he was snoring away on top of his new neighbour’s bed.