Imperfectionist       Kim Jongin was the epitome of perfection.   Foreword”I do not need a babysitter!” ”Sehun sweety please stop it, this is not the time-” ”I don’t even know him! Why do I have to let him move in with me?” he interrupted without even letting his mother finish her sentence.  It was quiet for a while and a long sigh was heard before she started talking again. He could clearly hear a tone of irritation in her voice. ”He is gonna help you with the cooking and cleaning while we are gone, which will be for a while. End of discussion.” she said before she hung up.    This is not a yaoi fanfic, its more of a brotp fluff/ friendship and slice of life fanfic. I hope you guys like it.