Two Worlds - Namjin

13- An idea

Pov. Namjoon

When the door of the room closes as Jin leaves, I stay seated on the bed waiting for him to comeback. He has to know this is an over the top reaction, right? I mean, I'm not moving huge amounts of drugs. It's just tiny portions. For those who want a different experience every now and then. Nothing more!

Of course, Jin doesn't return. Frustrated, I try to have a good night. C'mon, I've been in fights with my former couples, I've always been able to party and distract myself from those problems. It shouldn't be that hard...but this time is different. Every drink I take doesn't make me forget about Seokjin. The exact opposite happens. I can't get him off my mind.

I drink a beer. What if he's crying somewhere? Another glass. I know he has reasons to hate this job. Another glass. Should I really quit what I've worked so hard on for a boy? Another drink. It's not just a boy though. Another one. No one ever made me feel the way he did. Last one. I don't wanna hurt him

Before I know it, I'm crying. Mostly because I'm really fucking drunk and controlling my emotions isn't working. And also because I'm about to throw up and the feeling is making me wanna die. The rest of the night is a blurry memory to me. I know I was nauseous. And I know someone must have helped me because I'm at home the next day. But that's it.

I check my phone. No texts from Jin. Just in case I check whether I called him or texted something stupid but before I can do so a voice comes from behind me. Standing at the door of my room and wearing no shirt at all, is Min Yoongi.

- You didn't do anything stupid, RM. I took your phone before your called your "handsome ex". In my experience that's a recipe for disaster

- What are you doing here? Please tell me we didn't fuck

- I have a taste for brats and you don't look like one, so no. You came to the races drunk as fuck and wanted to compete with me.

- Did I win?

- You threw up on my precious bike. My plan was to kill you but they say you have powerful friends so I just brought you here. And by the way, I'm stealing one of your shirts for work.

He takes a white shirt from my closet and even takes a tie from one of my drawers. I totally forgot I had one of those. Using such formal clothes was never a common thing for me. He leaves the room and I try to follow him. My head hurts as soon as I sit up straight. God, I never drink that much. For a moment I wonder what drove me to do it. But thinking about Jin's sad teary eyes gives me an idea. I probably wanted to forget the fact that I caused that...

Hearing kitchen sounds, I get up. If Yoongi is like me he could be setting the whole thing on fire right now. To my surprise, when I get there he's just doing some coffee for himself. Nothing for me even though it's my house. Dick. I look at him up and down. Those fancy shoes, that white shirt with the tie. The hair looking like he took a bath five minutes ago.

- What? You like me, RM? Should I remind you what my tastes are?

- You look fucking ridiculous. Where are you even going dressed like that? An office? Hahahaha

- Yup

- Hahaha...wait...seriously? What are you doing there? Sleeping with the boss's daughter?

He raises an eyebrow while keeping his serious face. I can tell he wants to call me an idiot. But just like most people out there, he wouldn't dare.

- I'm not just an amazing racer, RM. I have two faces. I can be "Daegu's King", the best racer in this city

- Second best

- But I can also be Min Yoongi. A guy with a boring and well payed job that gives him the money he needs to buy all the shit he wants.

- Oh...

He smirks before making a comment with a fake tone of kindness.

- I'm actually looking for an assistant right now, would you-

- In your dreams.

If he really thinks he can be my boss then he's crazy. Why would I wanna work in a place like that? What would be the benefit? Like an obvious answer, the image of Jin smiling comes to mind. If I had something like that...if I was like Min Yoongi who can separate his life in two then...would it work? To have a common job during the day, have the boyfriend of my dreams back in my arms and...who knows? Maybe partying a few times a week. No drugs but some drinks. And of course racing...

My thoughts are interrumpted when Min's phone rings. He picks up and answers shortly. By his informal tone I guess it's one of his friends. Probably Hoseok, they're always together. He hangs up before taking his things ready to leave. He barely says goodbye to me. Well, to be honest we're not friends. We usually compete in the races and since he's not one of my clients he just sees me as a bad influence. Or at least one worst than himself.

I walk close behind him with an idea. As I imagined, it's Hobi the one waiting for him outside. The red headed boy goes pale when he sees me. I think ever since he heard I can get guns he's been terrified. While Yoongi takes the lead to head to work, I put my hand on Hobi's shoulder. I can feel him tense and turn to me almost shaking

- Hey, bro. - I smile - You don't have a problem making me a huge favor...right?

Just by the fear in his eyes I know this is gonna be a piece of cake...

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Hi babes ~ As I said before this story started, this is a rollercoaster. For real it goes up and down a million times hahaha But I hope you enjoy the ride

I really wanted Yoongi to appear again because I miss him a lot 💕 (He's not even Namjoon's friend here though 😂

Hope to see you soon for more of Jin!

- Baby Y