All Chapters of My Grumpy Roommate Is My Fated Match: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

/THEO/I ran up to the cafe where we were supposed to meet. I ended up running late on a day I'd actively pushed for us to meet up.“Oh my goodness,” I panted as I slid into the cafe. “Am I late?”“Clearly,” Joni adjusted her glasses. “Don't sweat it though. You're already making that face like you're about to cry.”“That's because you can be so mean,” I pouted as I took a seat.“You know the way Joni is, she just loves teasing you,” Cosette intervened. “Why don't you order a drink to calm your nerves?”“It's been a while since we all met up like this. Nobody should even think about going home early today,” Skye said, he was prepared for today.Well, it was Saturday so I was free to hang out with them. We ordered sodas and food after catching up a bit.“I forgot to ask, why are you suddenly wearing glasses?” I asked Joni.“Oh, this? I just thought they'd look hot on me,” she was so proud of her taste. “I look good, don't I?”“Anything you wear looks stunning, babe,” Skye sang her prai

/THEO/The next morning, I woke up before my alarm even had the chance to go off. I lay under my duvet for a long time, staring at the ceiling as the events of the previous night replayed in my head.“Go take a shower, you reek.” “It’s annoying.”The words still stung. I bit my inner cheek, a wave of embarrassment washing over me all over again. I had genuinely thought we were making progress. I thought that by keeping the place clean, making him dinner, and respecting his space, he was slowly starting to view me as something resembling a friend. Or at least, a tolerable human being.But I had been completely delusional. To him, I was just a nuisance who smelled bad and asked too many questions."Maybe there really are people I can't befriend," I muttered to the empty room, tossing the covers aside. Deep down, I didn't want to abandon Operation Friendship but I also didn't want to be pushy.“I guess while I thought I was being friendly, he just saw me as a nuisance,” I muttered as I s

/LORCAN/“You know quite a lot about your acquaintance,” Fenton remarked. “Perhaps, you should tell your acquaintance to tell his sibling to put themselves in the shoes of the roommate. No one would want to be told they reek for no reason, would they now?”“You have a point,” I rubbed my chin."In most normal interpersonal relationships, if someone's feelings are hurt by a harsh remark, a direct approach is usually best. A brief, sincere apology for the choice of words would likely shatter the ice."I frowned, a sour taste hitting my tongue. "An apology? He shouldn't have to apologize for stating a fact. The scent was genuinely irritating.""Even if it was a fact, sir, the delivery matters," Fenton explained, his eyes twitching slightly as he did. "If the sibling wants the domestic environment to return to normal, they need to show a small gesture of goodwill. Perhaps purchasing a favorite meal, or simply addressing the roommate directly to clarify that there was no real malice intend

/LORCAN/I left the office early. Fenton had cleared my afternoon schedule so I could deal with a stack of filings for the Armoni Group. I preferred reviewing sensitive acquisition contracts at the flat, away from the constant parade of executives in my main office.By four o'clock, I was at the dining counter with my laptop, when the doorbell rang.It couldn't possibly be Theo since he knew the passcode and besides, he was still going to be at work for another two hours. We weren't exactly on talking terms with any of our neighbors, well, at least I wasn't. The doorbell rang again. I closed my laptop, stood up, and walked over to the entryway. I pulled the door open, expecting a lost delivery driver or a neighbor who Theo had befriended.Instead, a young man was standing in the hallway. He was dressed in a baseball jacket and black pants. One look at his watch, I could tell that he was not a neighbor. It was too expensive for someone living around here to afford, not to mention that

/LORCAN/One week laterI pulled up near PixelPulse Studio building at four-thirty. Theo’s shift wasn't over for another thirty minutes, but traffic had been lighter than expected.Instead of idling in the car, I parked around the corner and walked down the block toward a quiet café I’d noticed a few days ago. The place was relatively low-key, with simple wooden tables and a quiet atmosphere. I bought an iced Americano, sat down at a small table near the window, and opened my phone to check a few urgent emails from Fenton.I sent Theo a quick text to let him know that I was at the café across from the studio and that he should meet me here.“I'll be done in a bit, just give me some minutes,” he texted back instantly.“Doesn't he have something to do? Why is he replying so quickly?” I muttered before setting my phone down. Maybe I should be glad that he hasn't been working overtime, not that it's my problem."Lorcan?"I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard a familiar voice call my nam