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3rd pov

Seokjin and namjoon were contraries, a total opposite of one another. Namjoon loved flowers, plushies, nature, and anything which is small,cute, and colorful actually appearance doesn't define his preference, he just loved cheerful and sedating things. Unlike namjoon, seokjin was livin' in a dark-themed world, dark crimson curtains, black crusty shaded bed, a black moon night mullet, black intimating suit, let's just say that everything except his skin was dark around him, including his aura which was a dark intimating one.

But somehow both parties happened to be best friends despite the huge different shade in their preference, they somehow got along pretty well.

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Seokjin was in between his meeting, no one dared to utter a word against the intimate male, his piercing gaze was more than enough for everyone to shut their gobs. After their meeting ended, seokjin let out a heaving sigh allowing the participants to lead their own ways, only keeping his five higher positioned managers at the office. He was in between his serious discussion when the door barged opened, 

Namjoon skipped into the office humming softly, with a basket at one of his hands as his other hand curled on his freshly dyed burnished purple hair locks, his outfit was sedating and enticing, a cute blue tank top with a mid-thigh length sparkling skirt, the purple blond male rushed to seokjin and hit seokjin's head with a little force, causing the so-called male to let out a 'Ah' wince and rub the spot, everyone at the meeting spot were staggered. 

"Workin' Workin', every day, all-time workin' you dummy!" he scolded petting seokjin's head with a frown. "Even if its your birthday you still work! Dum dum!" he scolded, seokjin just stared at the boy. "We gonna' celebrate your birthday dummy, wake up!" he scolded, seokjin complied immediately, he didn't have to be told twice. Namjoon placed the basket on the table and pulled out a box from it, a cake box. 

"Its vanilla along with chocolate frost mmm~" namjoon hummed to himself, and pulled out the cake, along with flowers and cookies. "Your gonna keep em' in your room, or i will keep em'" he murmured to seokjin and handed him the bouquet, with a stern. Seokjin held it on his hands and stared at the male with a stoic face, seokjin was a kuudere for namjoon. 

"Why y'll staring its dum dum's birthday!" namjoon chirped, he declared the broad, buff, stone-cold male as 'dumdum' because for him seokjin was nothing but a silly, dummy little hamster, Every single seokjin's intimate deed, made namjoon find it cute, he even made seokjin paint his room blue. They sang the happy birthday song, like a mantra, sweating buckets at their boss except for namjoon who was all goofy jumping lightly, clapping loudly, squeaking as he sang the song.

"Make a wish! Angel's will persuasive em' " the purple-haired male chirped, seokjin let out a titter, he doesn't believe in those. But namjoon big frown and pout made him to at least act as if he was making a wish, he sliced the cake suing the knife, and stared at namjoon. 

"Dum dum you gotta feed em'!" namjoon whispered to seokjin, seokjin grimaced his face a little, the man doesn't even know that today was his birthday, and he wouldn't have known if it wasn't for namjoon who barged into his office to 'celebrate' his own birthday for him. Seokjin somehow managed to persuade namjoon by telling him that the managers have an important meeting, but namjoon just didn't let the managers leave the office empty handed, he handed each and one of them a paper plate with a big slice of cake on it, they left the office leaving it all to namjoon and seokjin. 

"Feed me dum dum" namjoon giggled parting his lips lightly, seokjin broke a grin and fed the meek male a smidge of the cake. "Mmm~ i knew my choice wouldn't go wrong~ its delicious" namjoon slurred as his taste buds marveled at the cake's smidge. "Thank you" seokjin thanked namjoon for celebrating his birthday, 

"Mmm wait wait~!, joonie has one last gift~ close your eyes~!" the boy slurred cutely, like a toddler, lolling his tongue to the corner of his lips, Seokjin complied without nudging by bending down a little for the shorter male. 

"Our regular coffee shop, today night, joonie and dumdum will go on a date, sharp 8.30, be there~ will be waiting~ hmmm" he heard the whisper over his earlobes, his eyes went wide when he felt a soft delicate pressure on his right cheeks, his cheeks aflame. 

"Will be waitin' for ya~!" the meek male, chirped and skipped out of office, leaving seokjin dazed like a lovesick teenager with a sappy smile plastered on his face, he couldn't wait for their date.