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[PART 14]

The next morning you were relieved to wake up alone, it gave you a chance to look around for anything that would give away some information. It would be a miracle if you found that phone but you were pretty sure he'd have it on him during the day.

You'd looked by his bed and in his clothes for it last night after he dozed off, but you had no luck. So he hid it at night— you just had to find where.

Thoughtfully, you perused the living area and kitchen, stumped for anything that looked like a good enough hiding spot but nothing stood out. The only safe in the apartment was in the bedroom, and he hadn't stopped there last night.

Back in the living room, you turned in circles hoping something would stand out. And miraculously it did.

A single book on the bookshelf of The Great Gatsby with a small potted cactus on top. Never once had you seen Dohyun pick up a book, and this one certainly wasn't here when you left. With suspicion at the forefront of your mind, you lifted the cactus off and picked the book up to instantly find it was a lot lighter than it should of been.

And that made complete sense when you opened it up to find a hollow shell.

Bingo.

Now you knew where to look. So you put it back exactly as you found it, and sat down on the sofa. All that was left was to formulate your exit.

You couldn't jump the gun on this, you'd have to play pretend just a little longer so you could get those photos.

For hours you played through different scenarios in your head; from bad to worse. You didn't see a way your leaving would be amicable, and it was causing your anxiety to spike.

You wanted to call Yoongi, even just to hear his voice, but you didn't want to risk being caught somehow. So you settled for curling up on the sofa with the thought of him beside you instead.

*

When you woke up, it was to the sound of the front door slamming, causing you to jolt out of your dream state. Dohyun was at the entrance, but he wasn't alone, Jungkook was here and once you realized what was going on you forced away your remaining fatigue.

You wanted to be alert and present for whatever was said.

"Hey babe, make me and Kook some food. We have business to take care of," your boyfriend instructed as he neared you.

"Okay," you smiled to keep him sweet as you stood up. "Beef and rice sound good?" You looked to your younger guest and the brunette looked back at you with wide eyes.

"Y-Yes noona," he stammered, bowing deeply while you quirked a brow.

"It's okay, you don't have to call me that. I'm Yn," you introduced yourself, realizing now why he may have been so shy.

You knew him from that night in the club, but at the time you were just a worker. No names were exchanged and he probably hadn't thought about his birthday for quite some time. It was probably a little jarring to see the woman his boss paid for him to receive a lap dance from, was now fully clothed and in his bosses house ready to make him something to eat.

But there was something incredibly sweet and endearing about his shyness.

"T-Thank you, Yn," he bowed again, and with a pleased smile you left the pair.

Although being ordered to cook wasn't something you necessarily wanted to do, you saw the benefits in staying out of the way but keeping within ear shot. The kitchen was just behind them and it was open plan.

While you cooked, you overheard some of their conversations about drops, and locations. Dohyun seemed to be expanding already, mentioning that Jungkook would have to increase his route by another five miles. When you brought the food over, they stopped to both thank you, but you continued your service role and brought them each a bottle of Soju with a smile.