With My Own Eyes

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Days and weeks passed, with Ollie and the guys living fairly harmoniously. Sure, there were disagreements and even a few arguments, but nothing that wasn't solved fairly easily through communication and mutual compromise. Namjoon and Jimin had essentially stopped sleeping their separate rooms altogether, opting to share Ollie's larger bed nightly, where the three of them could be near each other through sleeping or waking hours. Ollie had gone back to working in the office again regularly, and the guys worked diligently at their cafe jobs.

In all, things were going well. Very well.

"Don't stress," Yoongi nudged Ollie's shoulder with his own as they walked down the street, "The divorce is cut and dry. Besides, you'll be represented by the best lawyer in town."

"How Taehyung ever focused long enough to get his law degree is beyond me," Ollie giggled, "That man has the attention span of a carp and the maturity of a toddler in the throes of a sugar rush!"

"True," Yoongi agreed with a smile, "But he's damn good at his job, and you know it."

"I do," she admitted, pausing as they reached their destination, "That's why he represents my company and all of my personal affairs."

"You ready to see your boys in action?" Yoongi bounced on the balls of his feet excitedly, earning a pointed look from Ollie. "What?" he calmed down with a shrug, "They're cute. Even I have to admit that."

Shaking her head with a laugh, Ollie let Yoongi open the door to the cafe for her. They entered with smiles on their faces, greeting the hostess just inside the brightly lit foyer. The place was cute and classy, touches of shining accents throughout to add to the atmosphere. Men and women dressed in various costuming walked from table to table, some serving food and drinks, others stopping to sit and spend time with the customers. Ollie and Yoongi nodded as the hostess led them to a table on the side, explaining the rules of the house and the way things worked, even though they had heard it all before from Jimin and Namjoon explaining it to them before.

"...and when you're ready, a server will take your order, or you can request a certain server for your table or for company."

They nodded once again in understanding, sitting down and accepting the menus from her hand and opening them to peruse the offerings while they took in the overall vibe of the place. Ollie smiled as she thought about Jimin and Namjoon's happy faces ever day that they came home with stacks of tips and stories about their day, about the pride they held in making their own money and how fun the work was for them. She looked around carefully, hoping to see one or both of them as they worked before they noticed her presence.

"Just order your food," Yoongi chuckled at her not-so-subtle searching, "They'll show up."

Shrugging, Ollie looked back to the menu and decided on what she wanted. She opted for a light, sweet white wine along with a chicken and pasta in white sauce, happy for the moment that she had eaten a light lunch so she could indulge on the extra calories. Yoongi chose a dry red alongside a traditional steak dinner, to no one's surprise. Hearing a distinct laugh from across the restaurant, Ollie looked up with a smile on her face in the direction of the sound.

Her smile dropped as soon as she found the source.

Namjoon stood proudly, with two very attractive women draped over his shoulders, their bodies pressed up against his flirtatiously. It wouldn't have been so bad if they had been customers...she could blow that off as him doing his job...but the kitten and schoolgirl costumes let her know that the women were collegues rather than clients. The kitten was a leggy blonde, with perfect measurements and a smile that looked straight from a Colgate ad, hair curled and shining as her barely-there costume hugged her curves perfectly. The other was a sultry brunette, hair in perfect ringlet pigtails and smooth thighs almost completely uncovered by her short skirt.

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