Fall For Me | Namjoon [√]

5: old partner

KIM NAMJOON'S POV

"You're there?"

I almost fell on my back, hearing the sudden voice as soon as I had entered the office, but, thankfully, it was only Yoongi.

"How did you get inside?" I gasped fixing my glasses as he came inside and comfortably took a seat on the chair in front of my desk.

"Your clumsy ass forgot to lock the door, again."

"Oh." I checked the door to make sure of his statement. "You're right."

"Hmph." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm only here to see you. Can't believe you became a professor!"

"Correction, I'm only here on someone's behalf and take your legs off the table! This is not mine!"

I pushed off his skeletal legs, clothed under baggy jeans from professor Cha's table. Taking a seat on the opposite direction, I took a closer look at him.

"What's with the mint colored hair? I swear I saw it blue two days ago."

"Why? You don't like it?" He shook his head making his colored hair dance in the air.

"No, it even goes with your name. Maybe I'll call you Mint Yoongi from now on."

However, Yoongi's face was blank since he surely didn't like the joke. "Shut up before I shove your literature up your ass."

"Alright. Mind your language," I chided, even though, I knew he never would.

"Don't boss me around. I'm on my final year." He crossed his arms over his chest and lazily rested his back against the chair, almost as if he was preparing to go to sleep.

"Wanna eat lunch together at the cafeteria?" He then suddenly said with his eyes still closed.

"Yeah. Let me just finish reporting to professor." I quickly pulled out my laptop from the drawer underneath the desk, and started working the email I was going to send professor Cha about today's class.

"You still rap underground?" I asked Yoongi, albeit I wasn't sure if he was actually awake there.

"Wanna go this week? Like our old times?" He said in his raspy voice.

I bit the inside of my cheeks, my fingers resting over the keyboard. "I'd like to but now I'm—"

"What? Because now you're in the education system? I'm a student too. So what, you're a teacher?"

"I know. It's complicated. I'm liking this profession but I miss being before the crowd too."

It stayed silent for a while, until, Yoongi spoke again.

"So what are you going to do after you're done here? The professor comes back in three weeks right?"

Yoongi was in the music department here but it seemed like he had knowledge about other departments too.

"I don't know. I'd probably go back to Ilsan and start working on my thesis. Already sent the subject to Philadelphia university in America and they seemed to be interested."

"Whatever you want dude, but what's with your dress code these days? My god, why are you grinning to yourself like a sicko!"

I looked up and saw him staring at me wide-eyed. "Where?" I shut down the laptop with a thud, hoping it wouldn't break again.

"I saw you! Were you watching porn in there? What the fuck!"

"How can I watch porn in five minutes!" I threw my arms up in the air, frustrated. "Let's go and eat now. I'm done with my report."