@(o) Jimin call it luck, call it bad luck, one thing was sure - jackson hated the moment when in the dorm there was only him and other member of the pack who seemed to offend any kind of deity to deserve the right to use the last three squares of toilet paper what also wasn't enough as it must've been some kind of /serious business/ going down there. anyway, the black haired young man decided to be a good alpha bro and without much complains, he left the dorm and headed to the supply closet to get a precious rolls of velvet sensation for delicate baby-like one of s'. when he was at the door to the said room, the last thing he expected was to be pulled inside so quickly he didn't even notice when the door closed behind him. his almost black eyes widened, because hell, he might or might not go throught a tiny heart attack. looking at the omega in front of him, he listened to his explaination, trying to figure out what the was going on there and why him. "oh my god. you're going to me, aren't you?", he asked, definitely not being serious at all with his words, but still - that was how jackson wang worked. "oh no, when you ask and i say yes, it's not a ", he added a second later, looking at some random point at the white wall, just like he was sincerely considering the matter. "what's up?"
Jimin had no clue what to do. He was already having a bad day and he wasn't sure if there was anyone around to talk. There he was, wallowing in a supply closet of all places, moping about not having a roommate. What was a roommate anyway? Someone to breathe your air, and steal your food and smell really nice... No. He had to get himself together, so he opened the supply closet door and yanked in the unlucky passer-by, pulling him into the oddly spacious area as he locked the door behind them.
"I need to ask you a question and it's absolutely imperative you answer correctly, do you understand?"