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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"Is this the place?" You asked yourself as you checked your phone for the address Namjoon had sent you for the dress shop, wanting to assure yourself.
But it seemed, as soon as you did so, you saw Sio and Namjoon opening the front door to the fancy dress shop, and walking outside to look for you.
Stepping out of your car, you made sure your crop top wasn't showing anything and flattened out your wrinkled jeans, straightening your mess-of-a-self up the best you could.
You had been in a rush this morning, having woken up late, since you stayed up past three last night, and had got woken up by Namjoon texting you, asking where you were.
Namjoon's name, as it showed up on your phone, seemed different to you after last night, and you swallowed as you recollected what had happened...
You quickly took your mind off of the thought, not wanting to feel things for him right now.
But this morning, you threw random clothes on messily and left the house, not even knowing what you had on. But what you were wearing must've been attractive, as even from multiple yards away, you could see his eyes falling down your body, tracing you. You smiled slightly at the way he looked at you...
Walking over to the pair, feeling a sudden surge of confidence at the way he stared at you, you shook Sio's hand before looking up at Namjoon - with a smirk - who glared down at you tellingly.
'You shouldn't have worn that' his dark eyes said, you you beamed, walking ahead of him through the doors.
"Stay in the car, Sio. I'll text you when we're ready," Namjoon said as he followed you in.
As soon as he was inside, he grabbed your wrist, taking you into the closest, first isle and telling you off.
"I'm not playing this game today," he voiced, tone threatening. "We are not doing this. Don't look at me that way, first of all, and second of all, don't talk back to me. I won't hold myself back, alright?"
Wouldn't hold himself back, huh?
After yesterday, that didn't seem like such a bad thing. He had fucked every bit of energy out of you, yes, but watching him make himself feel good was enough to knock that inconvenience out of your thoughts.
And yeah, you knew that he had no patience, and this wasn't going to be good, but you didn't care, grinning at him.
"Really? I might just have to make you ruin me." You came up and brought your face closer to his, staring into his dark eyes as a smirk play on your lips.
