Happy New year everyone!
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3rd POVNamjoon tumbled out of the elevator to the floor he was assigned to, 69 . It's been a week since the 'incident happened namjoon hasn't talked to the man since ,but hoped to call him later. I mean, (m/n) was the one who told him to call him again.
Damn that building had at least 150 floors and by the time you reach the 15th one, your ears are clogged.
Anyway,our egg was grumbling under his breath on how bad his lower back ached . He was walking like an old hunched man with his cane. Minus the cane of course.
People passing him looked at him weirdly."Hey bro, you okay?" , hoseok asked as he magically appeared on namjoon's floor, when his floor was 55. No to mention, he had visible deep and dark bags under his eyes.
"Yeah , I'm fine . Just a tick in my back . How's your day going ?", Namjoon replied with a pained smile ,which went unnoticed by hoseok.
Bruh , how can you not see your friend is in pain.
'Did he seriously just ask that? Bitch stop ruining my life ' hoseok thought begrudgingly. Now, he does not hate namjoon at all , no questions .But for some reason, he felt and was grumpy that day, because of the lack of sleep he has been getting.
I guess by this time you all know what's gonna happen.
Hoseok glared back at him, which was shocking to namjoon .
"Well thanks to your Excellency , your insomnia has rubbed off on me."
Namjoon frowned , literally thinking 'how the fuck was that my fault ?'
"Really ? How long ?" namjoon asked , as they were still walking towards namjoon's office .
Why are the corridors so damn long ?!
In fact,
Why is everything so long!?!
"Not as long as your peepee".
Namjoon glared.
Hoseok smirked.
'No one disrespects my peepee like that'
'Really ? Try me bitch '.
" Just a week ago . I tried to sleep at night , but for some reason , I can't. I sleep in daytime though ", hoseok sighed , as he ended the glaring battle. By this time ,they had reached namjoon's office and hoseok was still munching on his donut which he got from a bakery nearby.( wink wink ;) ).
" you should've told me ! You could've used the same agency as I did . They do their job really well ", namjoon said, while blushing profusely , making hoseok a bit suspicious.
"What's so good about that agency or whatever that is ? " , hoseok scoffed.
"You wouldn't under-"
Their talk was cut short with a short , old man walking in . He wore a grey suit and had his own handsome charm. He had a similar ID card like the two chaps , but his aura felt a lot more superior than anyone in the company.
It was their boss.
They both scrambling to their feet , shrugging off all the 'visible dust off their clothes. All this, with hoseok almost losing his 'sunshine' ( *coughs* cocaine *coughs * jk) and namjoon knocking off his chair. In other words, it was a mini chaos.
The old man noticed their nervousness and chuckled.
"Boys, You've been working here for 3 years. I think by this time you should be comfortable with me. Heck, you should be comfortable with this whole building !", the man said ,which was slightly true.
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Fanfic"Damn (m/n).... Fuck me harder! ". Imagine being insomniac and not being able to sleep for weeks. That's what exactly is happening to our dearest Namjoon. But what if a simple business card given to him, changes his whole life? Now Namjoon just...