Y/N's PoV
"Ah Jin, you are so good at this." I let out a soft moan and gently relaxed in the couch appreciating the way he does it.
"After this cook some food for me, wash the dishes, wipe the floor and clean the windows." I ordered the latter massaging my feet.
"Okay, yeobo." Even those two words sounded utterly sweet in his soulful voice. Adding to the sweetest voice were the breathtaking looks that melted me to a mere puddle. No one is perfect but Kim Seokjin was certainly an exception.
"Y/N, wake up." The luring sweetness from his voice evaporated under the spring sunshine of Busan with a change of tone that took place at the same time.
Suddenly everything started shaking. Is it an earthquake? Did my parents find my test results? My conscious asked me as I was pulled back into reality, rather rudely, I may add.
"Wake up, bitch, it's past eleven!" Yumi, my bitch of a best friend, threw some pillows after letting the sunlight hit me right on my face by wide opening the curtains, all in the pity attempts of waking me.
"Why?" I groaned as sunlight tried to swallow me as if I stole its puppy and I couldn't even get myself to glare back.
"Your job interview starts at twelve and it's 11:27 already. Now you leave me with two choices, either you get killed by me or get your ass out of my sight as soon as possible." She shook my body aggressively, so I couldn't get even a nanosecond of sleep.
"Get your eyes off my ass, in that case." I wiggled my brows with a perverted expression which made her cringe and scowl. "Don't you think I might have been a bit too demotivated after getting rejected for probably five times?"
"Correction: nine times." She put some special emphasis on the last few words. "No matter how demotivated you are, you have to get yourself employed or else, I fear I might have to put a 24 years old independent-yet-highly dependant woman for adoption and we all know you're not at all cute to get adopted by someone at this age."
Is this the person whom I called my best friend? My mind recalled our first meet and I realized befriending her was the worst decision. She doesn't even know my age...
"By the way, were you dreaming about Jin?" Her eyebrows almost came together to pull off a suspicious look.
"Y-yes, how do you know?" I questioned. Yumi possessed some special dream see-through powers and I got to know about it after all these years? Indeed it was the worst decision.
"Because you were murmuring his name while sleeping. What did you dream this time? Oh, oh, Lemme guess." She started with her 'guess what I am?' game where from the judge to the contestant and the audience, all jobs were handled by her. Yeah, she is multi-talented in being a psycho.
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