It's My Job ×NamJin×

#11

Jin ~

"Why were you so excited to go in the pool? I mean, before I came along, you didn't know how to swim."

I scratched the back of my neck nervously, "Well, I'd never been in a pool." At my words, Namjoon's jaw dropped to the floor, as if I'd just confessed to a murder or something. I'd be a little more mad at his reaction if he didn't just expose his exquisite teeth. Motherfucker could be sponsored by colgate.

"How have you never been in a pool?!"

I thought I'd given him enough information already, it's not like we were becoming friends or something. "Just, because."

"What do you mean, 'because'?"

"I just, never had the, the opportunity, alright?"

"That's not an answer! Did you live in the desert? Or were you trapped in your house, kinda like Rapunzel? Or-"

"Drop it." My words cut through the air and served up some silence. He may have given me a place to live, but that does not mean I will trust him. He could end up killing me for sport anyways.

He looked a little taken aback, but in the moment, I couldn't care any less. I don't like being pressed on things. "Alright, geez, that's the last time I speak. Yeesh."

Namjoon sat down on the couch and pulled his laptop over his lap. He went straight to his website and looked up my name in the search bar. The video we'd filmed popped up. "What are you doing?" I asked, my head right next to his as I leaned from behind the couch.

"We need to see how your video is doing on the site, to see where we go from there." He clicked on it, a tint of red in his cheeks as he paused it and looked around the feedback. "Look, you've got twenty thousand views already! Impressive!" He reached behind and ruffled my hair, I swat his hand away, but couldn't help but feel a little happy that I'd earned his praise. "All of the comments say they want more of you!" He got seductive on me out of nowhere, "Who wouldn't?" He said, smirking at me, and then turned his attention away from me back to, well, 'me'. 

"Shut up," I covered my face and walked around the couch, sitting next to him and looking over his shoulder once again.

He turned to me, "I've found a pornstar that would like to shoot a scene with you."

I blinked at him trying to process my thoughts, "Uhm, I, I, sure" I mumbled out nervously.

He laughed, "Okay I guess," he typed something in the searchbar and a couple videos and a profile popped up on the screen. 'Anal Austin', what a stupid name, I'm so glad Namjoon chose mine for me. I thought back on 'Sexy Seokjin' and cringed. "What, he's not your taste?"

"No, he's fine." I scanned him on the screen, he wasn't the hottest, but still attractive. I don't know if I could think of him sexually, and I don't know why. I hope it goes away when we meet.

"You up for a shoot at the actual studio with him?" I nodded, "How's tomorrow?" I mumbled a 'sure' and he closed his laptop. "Alright, then let's get into bed, you'll need a good night's sleep."

I jogged up the stairs, Namjoon following behind. His long legs followed me easily. He mumbled something about 'liking the view' and I wanted to slap him. Asshole. I bellyflopped on the bed and relished in the warmth it provided. It was so comfortable, I thought I might pass out just thinking about the sheets. I laid my head on the pillow and watched as Namjoon shimmied out of his clothes and jumped right onto the bed, next to me.

He pulled open his laptop and turned to me, "Now, you have to research him for tomorrow, so," he said as he plopped it into my lap. I sat there, having no clue what to do next.