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I was in a cafe, sipping on some tea when I just started laughing. They really think I'm stupid. I know that they gave Yoongi places I like to go, hoping that we would take but because I'm smarter then them, I switched ALL my favorite spots with new ones. "Those poor poor fools". I shook my head. "I mean if that really wanted Yoongi... Then they got to show some ass". I giggled. "One iced coffee please".
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I couldn't even hold in my gasped when I saw Namjoon. "I know he smells good". I said. "Shit, how's my makeup". I took out my mirror and my lip balm. "You about to get this man and you don't care but low key care if he already has one". I was reapplying my lip balm when I smelt something wonderful near me. I looked up and saw Namjoon looking at me. "Sir... You don't even have to ask to hurt me, just tell me what weapon you want".
"What?". Namjoon blinks at me. "You heard me". I huffed. "Now sit down". I ordered. "I only wanted...". "Down". I growled and Namjoon immediately sits down. "So... How are you?". I asked happily. "Honestly?". Namjoon says. "Of course!". I chirped. "I'm pretty fucking scared right now". Namjoon said. "Why?". I asks. "Was someone chasing you?". I asks and took out my blade. "What they look like? Do you see them?". I asked.
Namjoon looks at the blade in my hand and I giggled. "I have a hammer, a pair of scissors and sewing needles on me if you don't like blades". I told him. "Wh-why do you have those in the first place?". Namjoon asked. "Honestly?". I said. "That would be lovely". Namjoon said. "Less charges". I said. "I'm sorry?". Namjoon says. "I can't go to jail... I'm edorable, I will get eaten alive in there". I said. "I-I don't think you said that right". Namjoon said.
"It's edible and adorable, I said it right". I said. "Uhh... Wait what was we talking about?". Namjoon asked. "You were scared". I said. "Ah". Namjoon nods. "I was scared of you". Namjoon says. "Why? I'm a total sweetheart". I said and Namjoon stares at me. "Stop". I blushed and tucked my hair behind my ear. "You're the second person to tell me what to do". Namjoon says. "First?". I asked. "My boyfriend". Namjoon said. "Boyfriend?". I looked him up and down.
"I'm better". I said. "What?". Namjoon says. "Question... If I told you to touch me in my no no area, will you?". I asked. "You're... What the hell is a no no area?". Namjoon asks. "My asshole and my dick". I replied. "Will you touch me?". I asked and Namjoon blinks at me. "Oh!". I clapped. "Will you sign ma dick?". I asked and I covered my face. "Wow... I am so sorry". I said. "I have trouble role models in my life". I said. "I... I can tell". Namjoon shivers.
"Can we be friends... I need some cause my bestie died and one is missing". I said. "I'm so sorry". Namjoon said. "I'm not". I scoffed and Namjoon stares at me again. "Umm... So... I have to go". Namjoon said. "Being a manager and shit". Namjoon says. "I understand but can we still be friends?". I asked again. "Umm... I-I have to check my schedule". Namjoon said. "Makes sense". I nodded. "Yeah... Bye!". Namjoon ran out like his life depended on it.
I tilted my head and watched Namjoon struggle to get in his car. He looks at me and I smiled and waved at him and he ran. "Wh-why did he run?". I scratched my head. "Did I make him nervous?". I said and giggled. "Aww...".
