Jin pouts as he look at the pile of clothes dumped in the couch. Rummaging through it, he found two black blazer he owns. One is shiney and other one is a dimmed jet black. His dad had bought them for him during some family functions.
"I seriously needs to shop now that I'll get the job in a company. I can't wear my casual clothes anymore." Jin huffs thinking which one he should go with.
Just then his doorbell rang bringing him back to the earth.
Without any thoughts, he opens the door only to widen his eyes.
"Hey! Thank God you're home. I would be so disappointed otherwise." Namjoon pipes in with his iconic dimple smile as he waves at Jin.
Jin mutters a small hy and stands there fidgeting. He wonders how Namjoon even knew his address.
Namjoon seems to get his turmoil and says, "Actually I saw you entering here that night where you helped me. So I just thought why not introduce myself to you. I forget to even ask your name."
Namjoon discreetly steps forward but Jin block the doorway with his hands.
"Umm it's ok." Jin says, uncomfortable with having a stranger talking to him out of sudden.
"I'm-." Namjoon extends his hand
"Namjoon, I know."
"Ahh so you know? But you know what, you can call me Joon. Only my mom calls me that. No one has the right to call me Joon except mom and now you of course." Namjoon smirks as he steps closer again.
This time Jin let go of the door, moving sideways as to not stand too close to Namjoon. He recognises him due to the fight between Taehyung and him. Even if Namjoon is not completely a stranger, he just doesn't get a safe vibe with him. His presence makes him uncomfortable and his words sound like he owns the world and it made him question if those features are inbuilt in Kim's blood.
"And you?" Namjoon questions looking around the interiors of the house and nodding in satisfaction. It isn't large or lavish as his mansion but spacious and homey.
"You can call me Jin." Jin bites his lower lips. Hesitating he should be standing here talking casually to someone Taehyung isn't very fond of.
"Jin!" Namjoon repeats. His eyes shining at the way it rolls out of his tongue. "Such a beautiful name for a beautiful person."
Jin stays silent, not bothering to thank him for his compliment. He wants him gone but scared to offend the Kim. It's Lady Hyuna's son after all.
Namjoon eyes then falls on the pile of clothes and two blazers neatly placed in the side.
"You're attending the annual gala tonight right? I saw you in our company earlier." Namjoon says as he picks up the blazers and inspecting them.
Jin nods with a hum. Though he doesn't appreciate how Namjoon is currently invading his space without his consent.
"Can I help you choose one?" Namjoon asks handing Jin the jet black one.
"It'll look beautiful on you." He says placing it over Jin.
Jin looks down inspecting on his own. This is the one which he was planning to wear earlier anyways.
"Are you planning to go with a tie?" Namjoon asks as he could see Jin likes his chosen one.
"Won't it be too formal? I mean, I am just an employee." Jin's pout deepens unconsciously. Soon to be an employee but Namjoon doesn't need to know such details.
"Bullshit. A tie can complete the whole look. You're beautiful so you need to flaunt it in every way possible."
Before Jin could say anything, Namjoon hands him a black tie. "Here, you can use this one."

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This Damn Love
FanfictionKim Seokjin, A simple, soft spoken human being, has grown up following the idologies of his father, has his life turned upside down after the tragic death of his father. His destiny has bought him into a place where inhumanity is worshipped and the...