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• T W E N T Y O N E

Scenarios like this usually didn't phase him but seeing Namjoon half-naked whilst he tugged Jisoo's bare thighs - passionately pulling each other's lips. Clothes scattered to the floor. Yoongi did not expect Namjoon to be this type of person. As for Jisoo? He barely knew her.

His eyes bulge out of his scalp as Namjoon snakes his hand between her thighs - a gasp leaving her lips.

Yoongi gasps, "Oh my fuck!"

"Ah!"

"Yoongi get out!"

This was basically porn.

"B-but--"

"Yoongi!"

Flustered, Yoongi closes his eyes before turning on his heels and fleeing from the room. His body heat rising even higher the more he thought about what was in that office.

Calm down.

He told himself but he still couldn't get over it. His Doctor... friend? Was messing around with his nurse whose somewhat also his friend too.

Jisoo walks out. Head down as she pushed the clipboard towards her chest- her hair a complete mess as she never even attempted to hide the few large hickeys that draped down her neck.

"You can go in..." she stuttered put.

Refusing to make eye contact with the man. A huff of disbelief leaving his chest as the nurse hurriedly made it down the hall before making a sharp turn.

"Oh wow, so we fucking nurses now?"

"Can you not!"

~

"Sorry, I'm late!"

You released a groan as you turn in your bed. The breeze was really cold. Pulling the thick furry duvet covers - you cover your head and close your eyes once more.

It hasn't been long since you fell asleep.

But it was still more than what you were used too. Your eyelids felt heavy and tired. Completely not in a mood to wake up at all.

Yoongi would be so proud of you.

A small delicate smile travels to your lips but you mentally roll your eyes as you thought back to what he said - and he was right. This recovery road should be dedicated to yourself. Nobody else.

So far into your imagination that you don't even realize Jisoo and Taehyung staring at you oddly from above. They look at each other with an unknowing look before proceeding to look at you in your flustered and sleepy state.

"Y/N?"

You groan in response. Yoongi's jacket in your grip. Slowly but surely you pull the jacket closer to yourself. Nuzzling your nose and taking in a small sniff. Senses overfilled with his masculine cologne.

"Yoongi is waiting for you outside the door."

As if your body was possessed, you immediately sit up. Brushing your hair with your fingers hurriedly, rubbing your eyes. A yawn leaves your lips and cringes at how bad it smells. You reach for your drawer and throw in chewing gum. The breeze nipped at your legs as you large panda decorated pajama top still swallowed you. Giving you the largest sweater paws.

"We lied," Taehyung smirked.

Gaping your mouth open. You rolled your eyes before recovering yourself with the blanket and closing your eyes once again.

"Oh no, your not," Jisoo laughs, "Now what happened last night,"

"Yeah - you came back after snooze hours." Interfered Taehyung.

"You what?"

Sitting up, a nervous smile makes a reappearance, "About last night..."

~

"Oh is that all?"

"Yeah - basically," Yoongi replies.

Namjoon was still shirtless. Not even caring as Yoongi disrupted his regular Morning Session. Yoongi had asked Namjoon for a favor. Tonight he had basketball - meaning he wouldn't be able to have a repeat of last night as his schedule clashed. This favor wasn't something he would do just for anyone.

"So whose the special lady?" Questions Namjoon

"Don't worry dipshit it's not Jisoo, "Yoongi snorts.

Still not over the situation at all. Namjoon sucks in a breath - poking his tongue to the inside of his cheek. Biting down on his tongue.

"I'm doing this thing called joking, "He says, "Anyway it's Y/N."

Namjoon holds his breath. If his boss found out - if your father found out. He would for sure be fired. Yoongi would be taken to a new center outside of Korea. Your father loved you.

The precious gem that he would do anything for - with yet another boy whose most probably going to hurt you yet again.

Things wouldn't go well.

"Y/N? So she's your soft spot?"Namjoon smirks.

Yoongi snaps, "Use her against me for therapeutic shit - I'll wreck this office. Trust."

Raising his hands up in defeat, the man sighs. Yoongi already catching up with the plan before it was even said.

"Okay, I'll do the favor."Joon says, "But that doesn't mean you're skipping Basketball tonight."

A sigh of relief is heard from Yoongi, standing to his feet as he ruffles his hair to cover his face once again. Before letting his hand run through his head. He really needed a haircut.

"Lock the door next time,"

"Knock next time!"

A short one but yeah. I wonder what's the favor hehe

And by the way I in no form support BlackPink and BTS shippings. I was planning on changing Jisoo's name to another but after I was certain this book had already hit 1K and I didn't want to confuse anyone.

So if you're not into BTSxBB shipping just picture Jisoo as someone else.

I have so much shit planned for the book - I just feel like writing everything down RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW argggg.

Almost 2K reads. Lets goooooo