distractions: Really Yoongi?

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6 AM
I got up and ready. I looked at myself in the mirror. "Good, i look like a boss, right?" I spoke to myself.

Myeon Soo gave me breakfast, but i denied. "Please Tell Namjoon i left" she nodded.

   *
I arrived at he Hotel. I just realized how big it is.  I went inside, is this a five star hotel or something?
It was incredible.

"Hello you are?" Asked a girl looking at her chart.  "Min Ara" she looked surprised.

"Oh, hello ma'am, um, i suppose you will be taking Mr. Jung's office, right?" She asked as i nodded.

I sat at a big office, not as big as Namjoon's. The whole day i was busy with Papers.

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I was relived when i came home. I just flopped on the bed. "Finally" I sighed.

Namjoon came in a few minutes later. "Hey baby, how was it?"
"Tiring" i yawned.

"You know, my dad, Taehyung and Jin are out. I told most of the workers to take off today" he smirked.

"Why" i was slow. My brain was used up today.
"Why do you think princess?" He pulled me closer.

(Warning: This part is sensual- Kind of)

He put me on his lap. I was too tired out to resist. He started to unzip the back of my dress.

He kissed my back multiple times. Soon my whole dress was off. I was only in my underwear.
"You are the most beautiful person i have ever seen, and why do you have such perfect curves?"
he smirked.

"Are you sure its better than Evan's" I asked.

"100 times better".

He started to suck on my collarbone which left a red mark.

I felt his hand go down to my panties (A/N: Why tf am I writing this?)

Then my phone started ringing. He looked at me upset.

"Please?" I asked. He sighed and let me go. "Hello" i answered.
"You have to come now Ara, its a life or death situation" Yoongi yelled.

"Yoongi, what happened, hello?" He ended he call.
I was really worried.

Namjoon looked at me concerned. I wore my clothes, "i have to go Namjoon" I said. "What happened?"

"I don't know" i gestured him to zip up my dress.
I ran out the house.
*

I was at Yoongi's home.
"Yoongi! Yoongi, open up!" I yelled.
The door slowly opened. There stood a perfectly fine boy smiling innocently.

"What happened? Why did you call me?" He smiled even more broadly.

"Oh i was going to ask what color do you think would look better for my bedroom, i was thinking of renovating" he said calmly

I Almost strangled him at the moment. "Yoongi! Do you know how worried i was?! I came back from work and i was in the middle of someth-" i stopped when he pulled me to his living room.

"Sorry about that, but we should watch a movie" i crossed my arms. "Yoongi!" I yelled. He looked down innocently.

"Sorry, but what were you doing that was so important?" I blushed, "um, work" he nodded.

"Hey whats that on your neck?" He asked. I forgot, shit, "its a rash" i lied. "But rashes don't look like that"

"Yoongi, i have work, i have to go", "okay bye" he kissed my head.

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