rent a boyfriend: laws of love|bts x you

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all you had to do was pick one, pick one—cut things off with the other and everything would be fine.

but how could you pick when they both meant so much to you? and how could you even consider breaking anyone's heart? no, no you couldn't do that...that wasn't an option.

you could never do that to the guys who helped heal your own heart—that would just be a cruel irony for them and you.

for them because they trusted you with their love, and to you for causing someone else the exact same pain that you were put through, knowing just how much it can hurt.

you chewed on the tip of your finger as your mind tossed, staring aimlessly at the ground while your latest "date" rambled on about something. he seemed to only rave about how lucky he was to be going out with a "popular" rentable today but he didn't exactly seem to care about actually experiencing the dating aspect with you.

all he wanted was for you to look nice and accompany him to some special upscale gala which sounded more to you like a play date for gangnam dwellers.

"you aren't to speak or get in my way, just stay pretty alright? successfully do that and I might add a pretty tip."

those were the most words your "date" yugyeom had exchanged with you since getting in the car with him and you were a bit thrown off by the sound of his voice after being in your own head for so long.

"right...whatever you say sweetie,"

there was a pause before yugyeom uses the flat of his palm to turn to the wheel, driving the car up to a large venue of some sort."eh you can cut the sweetie crap. the only reason I'm going to this piece of high class garbage is to flex on guy I used to work with, show him that my life didn't turn to total shambles after he fired me y'know? and everyone knows that every successful man has a pretty piece of arm candy that makes him look ten times better."

without looking back, yugyeom parks and steps out without a pause in his step; leaving you to sit behind and huff.

on the bright side at least he thinks you make him look better. truthfully you were disgusted with his behavior but you had too much on your mind to address it—so if all you had to do was stand next to that jerk and not talk to him in order to get paid then so be it.

♥

have you ever mentioned how much you hate gangnam dwellers? because yeah you couldn't stand being around them. they're well dressed piranhas strutting around in fine velvet with fur as fake as their personalities.

still, you put on your best smile and trail behind your date, attempting to look like you cared while your mind ventured elsewhere, still thinking about the choices you needed to make.

"so is it possible for me to get a walk in, or do I have to wait to get on the list,"

snapping out of your thoughts, your eyes travel up to see the one person that didn't make you want to scream.

sighing with relief, you shale your head and nudge chanyeol. "shut up chan, you know you never need to make an appointment to hang out."

"I'm just being polite, after all you been staring at the floor aimlessly for the last twenty minutes."

twenty minutes? has it been that long already?

shrugging, the male grabs two martini glasses from a strolling butler and stretches one out to you."I'm just saying, you're net value has been shooting through the roof—wouldn't be surprised if you start having to walk around with bodyguards soon."

"I'm that popular?" scrunching your nose, you swirl the liquid in the glass and sniff before coughing at the scent; making your ex boyfriend chuckle as he takes it back and chugs it for himself.

"if not more so." he eventually answers after licking his bottom lip and wiping the excess liquid from his chin, a crooked smile forming.
"so as I was proposing, you looked a little down before I came over. I'm thinking you might be a bit burned out and want an escape."

"that's very nice of you chan but I'm really not in the mood to sneak away—I have a couple of long distance clients I need to take care of, some new employees I have to meet, work on some marketing strategies—"

"your mind is obviously scrambled rita—I do the marketing strategies now; you hired me for that."

"yeah well I still have to oversee it."

"see that's one those admirable things about you," nudging your chin, the male shakes his head at your busy mind. "you're so responsible and ready to take on every task people give to you...and for that reason I'm taking you out to get away from it all, come on..."

"chan I really don't want—"

"please, for old times sake? just trust me, you could use the air...and besides there's a friend waiting back at my place I think would love to see you."

locking his fingers with yours, the male starts to guide you away from the noise of politics and expensive wine.

and though you pouted, you let him drag you along; too tired to fight him and his newfound playful nature."I'm literally here with a client."

"who's hitting on the ambassador of prada as we speak, come on—we both know he's only here to save his ego after I fired him–look I'll take care of it if its the money you're worried about."

he reassures as he pulls you outside; the chilly air immediately sending a chill through your spine. luckily your sweet natured ex noticed as well and began to sacrifice his trademark trench coat; resting it on your shoulders while he was left with a crisp button down.

looking down at you, his eyes show a hint of mischief."and let's be real, you're obviously not here because of his great personality."

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my editing is a little rusty, sorry! it's almost 1am but I'm slowly getting adjusted to my new schedule which should (hopefully) give me more time to write!