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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You: Dammit, Jimin, you're right. I fucking regret it. Read: 1:15pm
Jimin 😟: I told you, Namjoon.
Namjoon tried to ignore the guilt he felt, really, but he couldn't, his heart aching. He wanted you. He knew he shouldn't, but he did, and he couldn't deny it any longer.
Truly, he didn't know what he was feeling for you, it was just that weird, numbing sensation that he had felt before - only for you. He hated opening up, but he felt hopeless, and needed to ask Jimin if he himself understood what Namjoon was feeling, as Namjoon couldn't put it into words by himself.
You: When I get home, can we talk? I'm confused... Read: 1:16pm
Jimin 😟: Sure. I'll come over as soon as you get home. I'm not busy today.
Jimin knew what Joon was feeling.
It was love... and guilt for trying to pass that love off as something it wasn't, but Jimin didn't know how to tell Namjoon that. He knew that Namjoon would never admit to falling in love, and deny Jimin's accusation, and Jimin was completely unsure of how to go about breaking the news to his best friend.
He didn't want to break Namjoon, and he didn't want to ruin things between you and Namjoon, but he knew that Namjoon was going to ask what he was feeling for you when he got home, and Jimin had to tell him the truth; he couldn't lie to Namjoon or you.
There was just no way he could possibly do that without fucking things up with one of you, unless he somehow found a way, which he was sure he wouldn't be able to do.
Maybe I could.
He assured himself.
Just tell Namjoon the truth. That's the best option. Listen to what he has to say, and come to the conclusion. Try to persuade him into believing love isn't bad, because it isn't, and maybe I could win on both sides.
He sighed. He'd try that, but he was confident that wasn't going to work. He shouldn't doubt himself, he knew, he was charming and Namjoon's best friend, but still, he was reluctant.
This was the first time in forever Namjoon felt love for someone - Jimin couldn't bargain fucking this up.
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At Namjoon's bar, pouring what Jimin swore was Namjoon's twentieth beer, Jimin looked at his friend. Namjoon was in a cold sweat, his face red as he slowly got drunker and drunker. Jimin knew the panic ensuing in Namjoon as he questioned what he was feeling, but he couldn't help but feel irritated at his friends reckless drinking; especially when he had work the next morning, and the fact that he needed to talk to you.
