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- I think you should come to Busan with us. - He said one night on a video call.

- I can't. I have to work. I will watch it in streaming.

- You're not saying it so you don't have to listen to that music of ours that you don't like, right? - he asked, putting on a Busan accent while raising an eyebrow.

- You caught me. I don't feel like leaving work to watch you dance and sing in your own element live. I leave that to the ten thousand pairs of eyes of Army.

- When would you arrive?

- Even if I left immediately after work on Friday, I wouldn't arrive before the concert was over.

- Perfect! We would spend the night together and the weekend in Busan.

- Kookie... since you're going to be in Busan, wouldn't you rather be with your family like Jimin will?

- And who says I can't do both? Don't you want to meet my family? - He asked before taking a drink of the banana milk.

- Are you crazy? - She shouted.

JK started gulping bursts of laughter when he saw the expression on her face.

- I should have recorded you.

- You almost killed me with a heart attack, maknae.

- Ah, I'm not Kookie anymore, huh? Now I'm a maknae again.

- You have earned it.

- I'm gonna die if we don't spend the weekend together. Please, Y/N, come.

- All right, I'll do it, I trust you to handle everything.

- Party, party, yeah! – he exclaimed.


JK took care of it, boy, did he take care of it. Shortly before the end of her workday, a man entered the offices and went straight to speak to Mido, who stared at her through the windows of her office. Her boss nodded toward her. The man went to meet her.

- Miss Y/N? - She nodded. - You have to come with me, you already have the approval of your superior.

- Go with you where? And who are you?

- My name is Junwan, he has told me to let you know that he has taken care of everything, just as he told you.

Her jaw dropped and blinked several times. Was it JK's thing? She glanced at Mido's office, who was still staring at her, and the boss nodded. Y/N picked up a travel bag that she had packed for the weekend and Junwan took it from her hands to carry it himself.

- That's all? - She nodded again. - Well, follow me.

She got up and realized that the whole department had their eyes on her, but she was so exciting to see JK that she didn't care at that moment. They got into a black Subaru with tinted windows that was prepared in the BH parking lot.

- Can I ask you something? - Junwan nodded. - How many people know this?

- Last night I received a phone call that explained what I should do, I don't know anything else.

- So...

- My work is based, among other things, on discretion.

- Thank you, Junwan.

When she realized that they had arrived at the airport, Junwan was heading to the area dedicated to VIPs, away from the rest. Before parting ways, he gave her the ticket. The plane was leaving in 40 minutes, and she didn't have to register.

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