Blindfolded [Namjin] ✔

6. translator kim Namjoon

"AHHH!!" jimin pushed namjoon of off him. He fell on the floor with a thud, on his back. "Ouch.... Jimin what the fuck!?" He retorted, rubbing his back.

"Why the fuck are we naked and sleeping on the couch!?" Jimin asked covering his already exposed area with a pillow. Namjoon looked around and saw that he was completely naked and his clothes were thrown carelessly on the ground along with jimin's. He widened his eyes and clasped his hands on his mouth.

"No way.....we didn't do it right? I mean I can't see the lube or condom anywhere." Namjoon said, hoping his thoughts were nothing but fragments of his imagination. Jimin gave him an unamused look and threw a pillow at the naked man in front of him. "Seriously!? Who the fuck bit my neck and left Hickeys all over my body and not to mention my ass hurting like crazy! What the fuck!? Did u hit it raw!? Next time please use lube." Jimin said pointing to his neck and rubbing his lower back, sore from last night. "Next time!?" Joon said, now flustered at what jimin said so casually. "Not with me jack ass! If ur doing it next time use a god damn lube."

Namjoon sighed and rubbed his head in frustration. "I told you we shouldn't have drank so much!" Jimin threw an other pillow at Namjoon, with hit him in the face. "How the fuck was I suppose to know we would end up having sex fucker!" Jimin said and fell back on the couch with a sigh. He didn't feel like arguing anymore. Sure he had a lot of sex with people, but Namjoon was his childhood friend and this might change their relationship.

Namjoon got up and picked up his clothes, handing jimin his and wore them. He sat on the single couch on the left and stared at the wall, while Jimin put his clothes on and looked at him.

They both sat awkwardly for a while, before Namjoon cleared his throat. "We shall never talk about this again. Consider this a one night stand and we shall forget about it. Deal?" Jimin nodded and extended his hand out for joon to shake. "Deal." Jimin said.

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Namjoon looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a formal suit his purple hair neatly parted to the side, light makeup and transparent lip gloss.

Today is the day he might become Kim seokjin's personal translator if he passed his interview. He wore his wristwatch, picked up his phone and stepped out of his house.

Outside was jimin waiting for him with a huge smile on his face. Seeing him, Namjoon felt better. He was no doubt nervous as hell, but seeing jimin believe in him so much made his heart flutter.

"You will do well joonie! I know you will. Just don't get drunk and end up sleeping with jin." Jimin joked. He huffed in annoyance and smacked his head.

"Why would I sleep with him? He is a fucking celebrity. We both are on completely different levels. Besides he is straight."

Jimin sighed and pulled Namjoon down to his car. He gave him a quick hug and wished him all the best, before seeing him off.

Namjoon arrived at a huge building with the words 'BIG HIT ENTERTAINMENT' write on it. He walked in and gave his information to the front desk and he was taken to the 3rd floor where he was greeted with 3 other translators. He bowed down to greet them and they returned the same. He sat on the chair and waited for his turn.

He was nervous. Never in a million years did he think he would get a chance to be a translator for a celebrity. This would be huge for him. He used to translate for tourists almost every day and would make an average amount of money. It wasn't much, but it was enough for him to survive on.

"Kim Namjoon." He stood up instantly and followed the lady inside the room. Inside was a very familiar looking red haired man along with an other person he did not recognize.

"Please sit." The man with black hair spoke. He sat down on the chair and waited for them to speak. "So Mr. kim you have been a translator since you were 19,am I right?" Namjoon nodded in agreement.

"You know 4 languages. Right?" Namjoon sat straight and spoke proudly. "Yes sir. English, Korean, Chinese and Japanese."

They both spoke for a while before he asked Namjoon to leave. Namjoon bowed down and thanked them before leaving. He let out a huge sigh and made his way to the waiting room along with the other translators.

After a while, the red haired man came in with a huge smile. "You guys may not know me, but I am the manager of kim seokjin. We are in a hurry to find a suitable translator so I'll just choose the one I think will be compatible with jin."

Namjoon sat straight with his fingers crossed. He didn't show any signs of nervousness, but he was very anxious. He looked at the other translators who were also as nervous as him, but did not show it.

"So the translator I have chosen is..." The red haired man made a sound similar to drums rolling before announcing. "Kim Namjoon! Congratulations! Now we have a lot of work to do please follow me. And the others can leave thank you for coming."

Namjoon's eyes widened with shock, without realising he stood up and shouted in excitement, letting go of his professionalism. He quickly regained himself and straightened his tie, mumbling a small sorry before following the chuckling red haired man.

"I am hoseok by the way. I am jins manager and his best friend." He said letting go of formalities. Namjoon nodded and still kept his professional act on, embarrassed with what happened before.

"So here's the deal. We have a lot of interviews to go to in different parts of Asia and a few in America. You will be traveling a lot along with jin so it's best if u get to know him a little bit." Hoseok said and they stopped at the elevator. He pressed the button opening the door to reveal a big elevator with a large mirror in the front. They both got in and hoseok pressed the button which led to the 10th floor.

They stepped out to find a huge cafeteria, probably for visiting artists and trainees to eat in. They reached the corner of the room where jin was sitting and laughing about something with his brother. Namjoon's heart fluttered at his adorably loud ass laugh, but showed no sign of it. He was nervous meeting such a huge celebrity, but he knew well how to keep up his professionalism.

Taehyung saw hoseok walking towards them and smiled and waved at him. Jin turned his head to spot hoseok. He was about to call him when he got a glimpse of another purple haired man behind him. His eyes widened in complete shock and he almost choked on his food when he recognized him.

OMFG!! NO WAY WTF IS HE DOING HERE!?

Hoseok stepped in front of them ruffled taehyung's fluffy brownish blonde hair, before turning to a flabbergasted jin.

"Kim seokjin meet your personal translator, Kim Namjoon."

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