You make a deal with your ex-coworker, Kim Namjoon, where you give him pleasure, for money. But the relationship that was meant for pleasure, and pleasure alone, soon turns into much more as you find yourself falling for him...
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• BTS RM AU.
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No words had been spoken between the two of you in the multiple days it had been since he had opened up to you. And none were planned. Honestly, he had nothing to say, and even if he did have something, he was sure he didn't know if he could speak after the embarrassment of opening up to you.
All of that was, until his father called him...
"There's a party that you and I have to go to on the third. Saturday," he said, voice cold... as always. "You have to bring a plus one. And I know you like that girl, the one that I fired, but she's off limits. Anyone but her."
Why? What did you do? You were the only person he could think to bring other than Ji... but he knew better than to get involved with her in front of his father, as she had no common sense (let alone morals) around him.
Ji, who he liked to call that, although her real name was Jiyong, was a girl he worked with. She was kind of the girl that he had done this with before you... just without the money.
Basically, they fucked. A lot. But she didn't get paid for it.
She was just his fuck buddy. He never really liked her the way that he did you; he just liked her body... a little too much so. To the point that she always got her way with him.
Always.
And he knew that if he brought her to the party, she would touch him in front of his dad and show him that Namjoon was vulnerable - something Mr. Kim never wanted his son to be. Plus, he wanted to forget her. You were his fuck buddy now, not her. Not to mention that she had a boyfriend - temporary, at best. She was the biggest player, and he wouldn't be surprised if they had already broken up, as she had probably cheated - and kids from multiple different men herself. He had no right fucking around with her.
"Dad, I have no one to bring but her," Namjoon responded through the phone, letting out a weary breath. "I-"
"Just find someone from work, or I'll do it myself," his father cut in before Namjoon could continue. "Don't be a pussy. Pick a girl, you know they'll say yes no matter who they are, and take them. Just not that y/n girl, alright?"
"Dad-"
"Son," Mr. Kim interrupted, sighing. "I give you a day to choose a girl or you're going with a girl of my choice, okay?"
Biting his cheek in annoyance, he hummed in approval, rolling his eyes. He didn't want to go with anyone but you. You were the one he was most comfortable with. And it would give him another chance to talk to you.
