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[Yoongi]

His sleeping face provided me with such a flurry of happiness and joy that I could've died on the spot and had no regrets. I was just watching his sleep peacefully, my head being supported by my elbow and my side. His lips were slightly parted and his chest rose every time he took in air from his nose, a small snore sounding as well. I couldn't hold back my smile from shining down on his beautiful face.

His eyebrows furrowed in his sleep and I chuckled lowly under my breath so I wouldn't wake him. I used my pointer finger to touch the space between his eyebrows to ease the wrinkled skin. It wouldn't ease but it just made me laugh at how persistent Hobi's eyebrow folds were. I pushed down a little bit harder but instantly regretted it when his eyes jolted open.

"Hi." We both said simultaneously and a snort cane from Hobi's mouth as he stretched with his arms way over his head and his back arched beautifully.

Ooh.

After Hobi had finished stretching, he laid on the bed, his eyes looking into mine with a blank emotion, "Why are you awake?"

I shrugged indifferently, not really knowing the answer to that question either, "Dunno, just woke up for some reason."

He used the side of his hand to rub his eyes from his sleepiness, "Then what time is it?"

I turned over my shoulder to look at my alarm clock to see the time, "Uhh 4:19."

His hands stopped rubbing his eyes in a circular motion and they fell to his sides, looking at me with a surprised expression, "Really?"

I nodded and then the room fell silent for about thirty seconds.

"What time is it now?"

I turned back to the alarm clock, "4:20."

Hobi snorted and put his hands behind his head with a small grin on his face, "Haha. 4:20."

I rolled my eyes at his middle school joke and laid back on the pillow, my wrist hurting from supporting my head for two hours. The silence was satisfying and not because I wanted it to be quiet, but because it was filled with our mixed presences and pheromones, "Hey you know I love you right?"

He chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, I love you too."

"With all my heart." I added a little embarrassingly.

"With all my heart." He repeated with a tone of joy. 

[Jin]

I began scrubbing the glass mug in my hand harder and harder with every word that came out of his mouth but since he was a customer, I couldn't do anything. This man, who has been my regular for four years, has come in every single day since last week trying to ask me out. Don't get me wrong, he's a pretty nice looking man, but considering that he's almost always in this bar tell me that he's got a critical flaw.

"And I just think that if we got to know each other a bit, then maybe...?" He eluded to something quite nasty and I almost chucked the glass mug into his face hole but something stopped me.

Or someone stopped me.

"He's taken, so I suggest that you leave." A deep voice commanded, "Now."

The man scoffed and rolled his eyes, them landing on me, "You never told me you were taken, you whore."

He stood up from his bar stool and left, slamming the door behind him which no doubt disturbed a few of my other customers that were peacefully drinking their problems away. I sighed with my eyes closed and when I opened them, a smile appeared on my face, "Thanks, Namjoon."

He shook his head with a small grin on his face, his dimples dipping deep into his fleshy cheeks, "No problem. Sorry I had to tell him you were taken."

I shook my head and set the glass down on the granite bar which was a flurry of colors, "Nah, it's alright. He's been bothering me for some time now."

He sat in the stool that the man was previously sitting in but this time, his presence didn't make me uncomfortable, "Haha, can't relate."

His sarcastic laugh made my eyebrows furrow, "Can't relate? How? You're gorgeous."

A blush appeared on his face and his eyes widened as if he's never heard those words before, "I-I.. Y-You.."

I smiled at his frustration to get his words out, "You're funny, you deserve a drink."

Wiping my damp hands on my black apron with a various amount of stains that have been on there for the past five years, "What do you want?"

"N-Nothing..!"

I shook my head and smiled in amusement and raised up two of my fingers, "No one comes to a bar for nothing. They come for two things: alcohol and sex."

He stiffened at my words but he still seemed to disagree, "I don't need anything."

"A beer it is!" I exclaimed and walked towards the small fridge that kept all of the beers. I grabbed one from the back, making sure to get a cold one for him. I had grabbed one, the coldness soothing me in an interesting way, and walked back to Namjoon to give him his drink. Pulling a bottle opener from my back pocket, I used it to open the beer, a small 'pop!' sounding after.

"Here you go!"

He shyly shuffled in his seat but then took then beer into his hands, taking a small swing of it effortlessly. His silver hair swept messily over his forehead and a little over his right eyebrow, but it was perfectly styled.

"So what are you here for Mr. Kim Namjoon?" I asked with a bubbly voice and all my attention on the y'all man, using the bar to support my weight.

He took another swig before answering me, a serious look in his eyes, "I need some advice."

[author's notes]

Umm.. yeah finally updated in four whole days.

Sorry yall😅 been a bit busy with school work.

But I'm definitely going to try to get them out more often!

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