Unknown Aquaintance || [BTS Rapmon FanFic]

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6:00 AM

Nam Joon:

The costume party is tonight. You still going?

8:30 AM

Seung Hwa:

Yeah

Nam Joon:

Great. Enjoy yourself :) Are visiting my sister today?

Seung Hwa:

Of course. I've visited her every day for a week now. When does she get to go home?

Nam Joon:

Hopefully soon. Considering that she had a successful surgery yesterday, I really hope it's soon.

Seung Hwa:

Good. I'm leaving for a while.

Nam Joon:

Oh ok.

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Third Person

Namjoon entered the venue, staring around sharply at the dancing bodies within. Everyone was in a costume and most had a fancy little mask over their eyes. It was interesting sight.

He wondered which one was Seung Hwa. He knew he probably shouldn't think about that but he couldn't help it.

Did she show up, he thought.

He shrugged it off easily and walked in further, finding his way to the back where he saw a what seemed like a couple talking in the back.

But when the man walked off, the woman didn't even look upset and instead, met Namjoon's eye. A smile spread across her face and she approached him.

"Hello." Her voice was smooth and full of confidence but her eyes said something different. "What's your name?"

"I don't think we should exchange names." Namjoon backed away from her a bit.

She nodded. "Are you reserved, then? Do you want something from me?"

"Not in particular.." Namjoon grew uneasy.

"Oh." She gave him a funny look. "Really?"

"Really."

"What kind of guy are you?" She looked him up and down and shook her head. "You really don't want anything from me?"

"Yes, I really do not want anything." Namjoon sighed.

She left, grabbed a few drinks, and came back, handing him one. "I'm shocked. Call me Yuri."

"Yuri? Is that your name?" He stared at the drink, cautiously, before sipping it.

"No, it's not my name. But it's what I go by." She shrugged, sipping hers as well. "You're not after me for something and I'm actually really shocked."

"Right." Namjoon put the drink down. "I'm not much of a drinker."

"Do you want to go dance with me? One song?" She asked.

"I don't really dance..."

"You turned down my drink and now you're turning down my dance proposal?"