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YOUNGYEON POV

"Who's the person blushing now?" Hot and champagne-scented breath was fanning against my cheek as my whole body instantly heated up.

I was suddenly tugged into someone, my head crashing against someone's chest and their lips were against my ear and cheek.

Oh shit.

"J-just what do you think you're doing?" My lips barely moved as that question came out as a mumble, and I tried my best to give the guy whose chest is like a whole damn football field a glare and maybe a piece of my mind.

"Why? You're my girlfriend, right? You know what I do to people who have that name? Want me to show you?" He asks softly as his arm snaked around my waist, preventing me from pushing him away as my hands fell flat against his broad chest.

He was also wearing a loose white shirt and some sweatpants. How convenient.

"I'm not your official girlfriend or some sorts. I don't even consider myself as your girlfriend. Try it with someone else I suppose? Maybe your future wife or something, like Sunyoo perhaps?" I reply and he furrows his brows.

"Stop ruining the mood. I don't mind being all close and snuggled up we both are, or we can be even more closer if you'd like," he smirked as he leaned at me.

What has gotten into him? He wasn't like his?

Did he finally hit his head with the bottle before pouring it on Jimin?

"Uhhh.... look! Jimin his dildo!" I yelled as I pointed into a random place.

"Where?" His eyes widened, as he raised his head away from me, and I scrambled around before placing my hand off of him and pushing him away as far as possible.

Well not far, since his arm was still around me.

Which made him fall backwards...

...with me of course.

My eyes widened as Seokjin fell backwards behind the huge couch in the living room, and I felt my brain malfunctioning as I tried to free myself from his grip around his waist.

Mission failed.

But then, it was too late.

I was on top of him.

"Ooh, so you like being top, huh? I didn't know you were into kinky dildos and stuff, Youngyeon. Since you tricked me into thinking Jimin had a dildo, which I easily believed. You should've used Jungkook's name instead, he has plenty of those in his office," Seokjin smirked my body was pressed against his taller and much more buffer body.

"T-that's not what I meant! Release me you pervert!" I shot back as I tried to free away from him.

"Why? This is a life time chance, isn't it? I wonder how many girls would be dying to be in your place right now," he grinned as he inched closer towards my face.

"I'm not one of your obssessive fangirls thank you very much. Can't believe you'd stoop me so low like that," I rolled my eyes and he smirked before inching closer to my face.

At this point, I was a whole tomato as I closed my eyes, not daring to look into his eyes.

My heart was thumping so fast as I felt two hands cupping my cheeks on either side, his hands absorbing the warmth.

















































"Just kidding!" He laughed before pushing me off of him, and my eyes fluttered open as I tried to process what was happening. He laughed loudlyas he stood up straight, staring at me cockily.

"You really think I'd do that?" He laughed as he stared at me, clutching his stomach whilst giving a huge laugh.

I stood there, on the point of losing my cool and wanting to throw him somewhere where no one would see his face again. I was so blank and I felt my heart stop for a moment as I looked at him.

"Go to bed, dream of me, 'night Youngyeon-ie," he winked before making his way upstairs, and I stared at his figure as he walked to his room, my body still stiff from what he has done.

Wait, did he know how hot my cheeks and body is right now?

NAMJOON POV

Riiiinnnnggg! Riiiinnnnggg!

My eyes slowly opened as I looked around, I rubbed my eyes as I lazily slumped down, my back suddenly aching as I tried to process what was happening.

After I was fully awake, I scanned my surroundings as I looked around. Green glass bottles of soju were placed at the side and I sighed as I ran a hand through my messy and tousled hair.

Did I fall asleep on the floor?

"You're awake," a voice said and my eyes widened, trying to recognize the owner of that voice.

"Wh-what...," I replied and my eyes landed on the figure infront of me, they were standing on the balcony of the hotel room.

"Why... why are there so many bottles on the floor? Why are there so many pills on your bedside?!" They continued to say and my lips parted, and I hung my head down low.

"Are you... crazy?!" They yelled as they stomped towards me, grabbing me by the collar as I leaned towards them, my body too weak to fight back.

"Why do you care, secretary?" I gritted my teeth as I tried to release myself from their grip, only to have it be pulled harder.

"Why do you make things so hard for yourself?! Didn't I already tell you to stop doing this months ago?! You're hurting yourself, hyung!" Jimin yelled as he gritted his teeth, looking at me in the eye.

"Why would you care? The world doesn't know my pain, I don't know how much pain I'm in, why would you know? Everyone I love loves me just because they fucking use me," I sighed as I looked at him, too tired to fight back.

"Didn't I already tell you that you're better than that! Are you trying to kill yourself, or would you rather try to prove them wrong, huh?!" He yelled back, tears pooling in his eyes.

"You know I can't afford to lose you too, Namjoon hyung! Do you even know what you're doing?!" He scolded.

"If you leave, I don't even know what I'm going to fucking do, you've been with me from the beginning. You're the only who saw through me, you're the one I trust more than anyone! You were my sunbae. And I was your first friend!" He cried.

FLASHBACK

"Hey hoobae, if you're gonna suck someone's face off, do it in private, not in school," I said as I looked at the man who was trapping a girl with their arms, making out in the storage room.

"Huh, a good guy... eh? It's sad how you look so jealous without a girl," they replied as they shoved a hand in their pocket.

I remembered that clearly. It was my second year of high school. I was still acing tests, and won lots of competitions.

"Wait a minute, you're the infamous big brain, Kim Namjoon, the smartest kid in school," he smirked as he shooed the girl which was different from yesterday.

I remembered him, he was a huge fuckboy. He plays with girls' hearts, goes in a relationship with them, and ends them in 2 weeks and then gets a new girl to get into the sheets with.

"And you must be that weird ass junior who doesn't give respect to their seniors, all he does is fuck," I roll my eyes, not interested in talking to him anymore.

"Are you picking a fight with me?" He grits his teeth.

"Picking fights were a trend in elementary. Pathetic," I roll my eyes as I stared at him. I just finished my reveiew for the Math competition so I had free time.

"You're getting in my nerves. That's new for me, who pisses everyone off," he smirks as he approaches me.

"Fix your uniform. No girl would like you if you do that. What would girls from other schools say when they see a man who sleeps with every girl in campus without getting to know them well? Huh, Park.... Ji-Min," I said as I looked at his ID, which I was surprised that he wore it.

"You really are full of words, Namjoon," he grins.

"Namjoon-sunbae," I corrected.

"Nah, too long, I get lazy with it. Let me call you... Namjoon hyung, good?" He replies, shooting my finger guns.

"I don't see why you call me that when we're not even close. Guys like you get on my nerves, so I hope we never talk again," I roll my eyes.

"You don't have friends? Gee, it sucks to be smart," he says as he crosses his arms.

"I don't. They distract me, they're competition in my eyes," I reply as I push my glasses up.

"Let's see. Namjoon the smart egg has no friends. And he sees them as competition. Look, high school life comes once in a lifetime! Cheer up, you live only once! Come onnnn, you can start with me!" He whines.

"No," I reply bluntly before walking past him, maintaining my composed figure.

"Hey! Don't be cold! Namjoon! Namjoon hyunnngg!"

END OF FLASHBACK

"You've really changed after years of being my best friend," I mumbled and he looks at me with disbelief.

"What?"

"To think I accepted a friend that was a total opposite of me in the past, but showed me a portion of what friendship really is," I explained and he gave me a crooked smile.

"You're crazy. Anyway, I'm confiscating all your sleeping pills and sojus, I'm telling the hotel service to ban you in the bar," he narrows his eyes at me.

"A few minutes ago, you were fucking screaming at me for doing something, why are you calming down now?" I ask him and he crosses his arms.

"I know you're a stubborn shit. But I'm trying my best to be a good secretary and a good friend too," he replied.

SUNYOO POV

"Ms. Han, someone would like to meet you today," the woman said as I stacked the files on my desk.

"Ah! Yes, please let them enter," I smiled at the woman and she smiled back before opening the door wide enough for the person to come in.

"Sunyoo...."

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(UNEDITED)

A/N:

Vote for Namjoon as president

I like minimoni's friendship so why not 🙃

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