"Seonwoo?" Namjoon called out as he entered his secretary's office. "Weird," Namjoon muttered as he found that Seonwoo's office was empty. Namjoon left Seonwoo's office and went to Yoongi's office studio. "Hyung, are you in here?" Namjoon opened the door and found the place completely clean and empty.
"Okay, guys, stop this. It's really not funny." Namjoon called out to the empty hall towards his office studio. Namjoon was feeling scared right now. He was a hundred percent sure that the building was haunted. He heard footsteps in his office and decided to go there. "Oh shit, please don't let me die yet. I still have to ask Jin for forgiveness. I'm also going to ask him to marry me." Namjoon prayed as he slowly walked towards his office.
Namjoon grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened it. "Hello?" Namjoon called out and thought it was silly since nobody was inside. "Surprise! Happy Birthday, President Kim Namjoon!" The lights suddenly turned on, and then everybody jumped out from their hiding places. Each staff was present inside his office. Seonhee was holding a Ryan-shaped cake which Namjoon loved.
They all sang a birthday song, and then Namjoon started to cry. Yoongi gave his best friend a hug and sang together with their co-workers. Seonhee walked towards Namjoon, holding the cake with its candles being lit. "Make a wish, sir; we'll pray that it may come true." Seonhee said to Namjoon. "I wish that Jin will learn to love me." Namjoon thought of his wish and blew out the candle.
The party eventually started, and everyone was having a good time. "Did you plan all of this?" Namjoon asked Seonwoo while chewing on pasta. "No, I didn't. I just picked out the decorations and bought them," Seonwoo admitted. "Then who did? Was it Yoongi hyung?" Namjoon asked in a curious tone. "It's not Sir Yoongi too. I don't know either, sir." Seonhee apologized.
Namjoon grabbed his phone and dialed his brother's number. After a few rings, Jackson finally picked up. "What is it, Joon? I'm in the middle of something here." Jackson growled on the phone. "Jackson... ugh!" Namjoon heard Mark moan on the other line, making him flustered. "Oh, I just want to thank you for my surprise birthday party. Although you forgot to greet me earlier." Namjoon thanked his brother. "S-sorry, Joon, happy birthday! F-fuck! I didn't plan the party." Jackson moaned out. "Then who did?" Namjoon asked, ignoring the moans in the background. "Maybe Yoongi knows. Shit, Mark fuck! I'll go now. Bye, Joon. Happy birthday." Jackson ended the call.
Yoongi was on Namjoon's couch in the office. He was sipping his beer and was casually talking to one of their employees. "Yoongi hyung, did you plan this party?" Namjoon asked as he sat beside Yoongi. "I didn't. He only ordered me to buy some beer for the party." Yoongi bluntly stated as he chugged down the beer can in his hand. "Who planned it then?" Namjoon was now really curious. "You'll know eventually. He'll be arriving soon with other guests." Yoongi said as he pats Namjoon's back.
"Yoongi hyung, sorry we're late! The party planner didn't want to come here." Jimin shouted as he entered Namjoon's office. "Jimin, thank goodness you're here. We've already started. Come, I'll feed you." Yoongi got up from his seat and placed an arm around Jimin. "Hyung, at least let me give Namjoon hyung his gift!" Jimin scolded Yoongi. "Fine." Yoongi rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"Happy birthday Namjoon hyung! Here's your gift. I hope you like it." Jimin smiled, handing Namjoon a yellow-colored box. "Thank you, Jimin." Namjoon smiled as he grabbed the box. "Happy birthday, hyung!" Taehyung smiled at Namjoon and gave him a poorly wrapped present that was full of duct tape. Namjoon knew that Taehyung did his best and smiled at the younger. "Thank you, Tae." Namjoon warmly said. Hoseok also gave Namjoon his gift and went partying with the others.
"You know I really don't enjoy coming to parties, so I just organized it." A familiar voice said and sat down beside Namjoon. "S-Seokjin?!" Namjoon dropped his beer bottle, making a loud shattering sound which completely shocked the people. "Oh, sorry, I actually scared him. I'll clean it up." Jin smiled at everyone, and they went back to what they were doing. "Joonie, why don't we talk outside after I clean up this mess?" Seokjin gave the blonde prince a sad smile.
Namjoon was still shocked at why the older male was here. He was also surprised by the fact that Seokjin was the one responsible for organizing the party. Namjoon followed the elder male outside, leading him to an empty studio room quite far from where the party was.
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Namjoon closed the door behind him and sat in front of the table where Jin was leaning against. "Hyung I-" Namjoon was cut off by Seokjin, who started blabbering all of a sudden. "Namjoon, first of all, I want to apologize for what I have said before. I was not in the correct state of mind at that time, and I was haunted by my past. That's why I started crying, and something triggered in me. Please forgive me, Joonie." Jin begged, kneeling in front of Namjoon.
Jin's tears started forming around his eyes. Namjoon looked at the older male who was kneeling in front of him. It sure would have been a pretty sight for the Korean Prince if only the male in front of him wasn't crying. "I'm really sorry, Joonie. Please forgive me." Jin continued to sob and beg Namjoon for forgiveness. "Hyung, it's okay. Please stand up. You're starting to soak my jeans." Namjoon messed up Jin's hair and patted him.
"You forgive me, Joonie?" Jin asked as he stopped sobbing. "Jinnie, please stand up. I don't want you to hurt your pretty knees. Let's talk, okay?" Namjoon gave Jin a huge smile that showed his dimples. "Joonie. I'm sorry." Jin looked down on his feet as he bit his lower lip. "I'll forgive you, Jinnie, but on one condition," Namjoon said in a serious tone. "What is it then?" Jin felt shivers down his spine as he heard Namjoon's serious tone. "Go out on a date with me, hyung. I'll let you pick wherever you want to go and what you want to do." Namjoon smirked.
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The House of Cards [𝓝𝓐𝓜𝓙𝓘𝓝]
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