𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

38

[double update <3]

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"Seokie-hyung!! Hyung!!" The ravenette whined, trying to get the elder's full attention. After a few minutes of cries and pleads, the brunet finally succumbed to the pressure and faced the younger fully.

"Yes, Kook?"

"I missed you a lot," The younger smiled pitifully, opening his arms for yet another hug, which Hoseok accepted. The ravenette held onto the elder for as long as he could, which eventually turned into sitting beside the elder, beneath the grasp of his arm.

I grinned watching everything unfold, before gasping and tapping Hoseok's knee to gather his attention. "Hobi-hyung, have you and Yoongi-hyung made plans for music?"

The brunet's eyes lit up as he nodded his head, "Yes we have! We're going to do a collaborative album and have a guest vocalist!" Hoseok wiggled his brows before patting his thigh excitedly with his free hand, "Take a guess take a guess!!"

"Is it... Jimin-hyung?" I asked, glancing over at the blond beside me. He shook his head, equally as curious as I was to know who. "Aw come on Hobi!! Just tell us!" The blond beseeched the elder, who was quick to give way under pressure.

"Okay okay!! Get this-" He paused for dramatic effect. "Its Jin-ah!" He grinned animatedly, bouncing up and down where he sat. "We asked him this morning if we would and he said yes! We're super excited!"

"Oh my god," I gaped at the idea of my friends becoming musical stars, and found myself to be vibrating in my seat with equally as much energy as Hoseok. "That's great!! I hope it all goes well!! If you ever need help, the rest of us can support you all too!"

"Of course!" The brunet nodded his head, "I would love that actually!"

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The two men sat together at the table, signing incomplete documents and discussing what lied between the margins. The silver haired male frowned, setting down the pen in his hand and pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. "Hyung, did you have to do all this paperwork too?"

"I did." The ravenette smiled sympathetically toward the younger, before reaching out and patting his back reassuringly. "If you fill out the last section, you can begin teaching tomorrow though, so how about finishing that and coming back to the rest later?"

"Okay," He nodded his head which hung low in his hands. Picking up the pen again, he flipped to the final section and began filling out the blanks, careful to read all the text beforehand however.

I smiled from where I sat on the couch, watching the two discuss various things without being able to hear them. I could tell Namjoon was stressed about the papers, yet in my mind, I was watching my old life come back. If he signed all those documents, it would be official again: Namjoon teaching me. It was the greatest thing I had to look forward to.

The blond beside me nudged my shoulder trying to gain my attention. I turned to face him alongside the other three, humming in response. "Taehyungie, do you want to come to dinner with us?" Jimin tilted his head, and as did the others as they waited eagerly for an answer.

I blinked and peered back toward Namjoon. His hands lied folded together near his chest as he leaned forward to read, and his brows furrowed tightly together as he deciphered the words. Without a second thought, I was shaking my head to decline the offer. "No, you all go on without me. I think I'm going to run a bath for Namjoon and make him dinner," I looked back at the others and flashed a small smile, "It's been a while since we've had an opportunity to be alone in the apartment so..." I shrugged as the others began making a flurry of kissing noises and other ungodly sounds.

"So you're ditching dinner to get laid?" Jungkook laughed cockily, raising a brow toward me. I frowned and shook my head, thinking about all the other things Namjoon and I could do, "No! Did you forget that Joonie and I are newly engaged?" There was an echo of more sounds, except this time much sweeter. I felt my cheeks rise with heat and I stood from the couch, leaving to dismiss the topic.

I trailed off to where Namjoon and Yoongi sat, and I snaked my arms around Namjoon from behind, resting my chin to his shoulder. "Almost done honey? I'm getting hungry," I spoke softly into his ear, smiling as he nuzzled back against me. "Almost done, promise."

I clasped my hands together atop Namjoon's chest, watching his hand as he signed his name above a line. I took my focus from him and to the elder across the table. "The others are going out for dinner, are you going with?"

"Oh?" His lips formed a small pout as he thought, and after one look at the group surrounding the couch, he nodded his head. "Yeah I am. Are you two?"

"I figured Namjoon and I could take the time to be with each other," I smiled, bringing a hand up into Namjoon's hair to gently work out some knots, "Unless you want to go out, honey?" I used my other hand to tilt my fiance's chin up, planting a soft kiss to his button nose.

"I'd rather go home and relax, no offense to you all-" He chuckled softly, cheeks becoming rosy. I nodded my head and peered back over to Yoongi, "You guys have fun! I'm sure we'll hear all about it from Jiminie and Kook later."

"Of course. How about we call it good on the paperwork today and you two go home and rest." Yoongi slipped his arms across the table, scooping up the packet of paperwork and reeling it in toward himself. Namjoon sighed in relief, dropping the pen he was holding onto the table. "Thanks hyung," He smiled as he stood up from the chair and pushed it in. With a loud ebullience of goodbyes alongside hugs, Namjoon and I ventured back to our apartment.