"Yoongi!" Jin calls, bounding over the small male with a grin. He enters their cafe with a loud whistle, waving hello to some of the students that recognize him.
Yoongi turns to him, surprised. He's in the middle of taking someone's order off the makeshift counter they had. "Hey, Jin."
"It looks so cute here." Jin comments, sitting on the floor and hauling some pillows towards him. "Namjoon's pretty salty about the pillows."
"Hm?" Yoongi blinks, "Oh yeah. I know. He was whining about it earlier." He says, placing the order on a table nearby.
Jin gestures for him to come over. "He's petty like that." Jin slurs, chuckling as he leans unto the table. "He acts more like a wife than a husband."
Yoongi raises a brow, sitting on the floor next to him.
"Well where is your husband?"
"With Hoseokie." He replies, "We have our own little project to do." There's the usual mischievous glint in his eyes and Yoongi huffs out a laugh.
"Well then I don't know why you're here." He says, grabbing a pillow to toss up and down. "Why aren't you back with them doing that project, then?"
"Oh I'm here to advertise."
Yoongi squints, "Advertise? Advertise what?"
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Namjoon stares at the sign he held in his hands with dead eyes.
'Kissing Booth • 1$ per kiss'
They're outside the school, setting up their individual stalls next to some booths. He's thankful that they aren't stationed inside the hallways, there would be too much chaos involved.
There's significantly less students outside, that much he's thankful for, but it doesn't change the fact that what he's about to do is potentially scarring.
Hoseok sidles up next to him, looking over his shoulder. "You excited?"
"No." Namjoon deadpans, "Probably you are, because you'd get a lot of customers quick."
"Hey," Hoseok consoles wrapping an arm around his neck. "I'm sure a bunch of girls are reeling to get a smooch out of you."
"They're reeling for a different reason." Namjoon mutters, trying to shrug his arm off. "Look, out of two hot dudes why would you pick me?"
"Okay first of all, thanks for thinking I'm hot."
"You're not welcome."
"And second, you're not that bad looking." Hoseok says, shaking him a little. "Just 'cause were next to prince charming doesn't mean we're immediately ugly."
"You're not. I am." Namjoon sighs, grabbing Hoseok's arm and putting it aside, giving him the wooden sign. "Just put this up and let's wait for Jin."
Hoseok huffs, "Dick."
He screams as he runs to avoid the notebook thrown at him.
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Peculiar You •• Namjin AU
Fanfiction"You're here to provide opinions that I may or may not acknowledge!" "I don't approve." "Opinion not acknowledged." Jin is the student council president and Namjoon is his (tired) secretary.
