Lovely (K.n.j + K.s.j)

37

Namjoon

His laptop chimed and he looked up from the papers he was reading and saw that a notification from Jimin was sent. 

"You'll thank me later...?" Namjoon read slowly. He opened his planner and saw,
 'Kim Seokjin, 12:30pm'

"What the fu-" He cut himself off as he reached for his phone quickly. Dialing Jimin's number. 
"Pick up you prick!" 

"Good afternoon~ Park Jimin here~" Jimin giggled as he spoke. "Why did you change my schedule? I was supposed to rest today! I had so much paperwork after breakfast and wanted to sleep early!" 

"Fuck your sleep schedule, thank me later! Wear comfortable clothes, he'll come up to your room. You know that he doesn't like you overdressing!" Jimin cut the call before Namjoon could respond. 

He tried to call the younger, but the fucker blocked him. 

"Mother-" Namjoon groaned. He reeked of whiskey. His hair was untamed. 

"I need to shower!" Namjoon jumped and ran towards the bathroom. 

Meanwhile...

Jin was in his room, walking around and felt his heart beating so quickly. 
"Should I? It would be rude not to, Jimin scheduled it and I'll seem unprofessional if I do-What the hell are you talking about Seokjin?!" 

Jin groaned and pulled at his hair. 

"Jimin is so dead when I see him later." 

He looked at his left hand. He looked at the golden band on his ring finger. Why did he keep wearing this? He doesn't know. 

"If I talk to him, I can finally understand what I still feel about him. If I talk to him, I can ask what he and Hoseok are doing. And, I can ask if..."

'If he still loves me.'

Jin slapped his self. "Yah! What are you talking about Kim Seokjin! Ugh." He sat on his sofa. 

'12:10' 20 more minutes before he can go, and get ready-

"Oh shit!" Jin jumped up and ran for the closet. He got his nicest outfit out. A white button up and his black dress pants. 

"This'll do?" Jin kept groaning and yelling at himself. "Just do it, just do it, just do it-" He chanted to himself as he fixed his hair. 

"What am I doing, what am I doing, what am I doing-" He asked himself as he walked towards the elevator. Foot fidgeting as he waited inside. 

"Goddamit-" 

'12:29'  He was just on time. He clenched his hands and took a deep breath as he pressed the door bell. There was shuffling inside and suddenly, Namjoon wearing a black shirt and leather pants opened the door.

'Holy Hot Damn-'

"Oh! Seokjin, please come inside." Namjoon was panting, it was obvious he was moving around before opening the door. 

"Is this a bad time?"

"No! Not at all, come inside! I was just tidying up my room since I wasn't able to clean this morning." Namjoon chuckled. He stepped aside and allowed Jin to enter. 

"Do you,,live here?"

Namjoon shook his head. "Only when I either have guests over or important business calls for it. My home is maybe 30 minutes away from the main building I own, so this is just a convenience for me." 

Jin nodded and sat down on the sofa. This room was much bigger than the guests obviously. It had a large desk with a computer and his bed in the middle of the large room.