💋 Seducing Our Boss | NamJin

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Namjoon's POV:

I stood in shock, feeling Jimin tighten his grip around my waist, while snuggling me.

I was so lost in his starry gaze, as the memories we lived together, all returned to me. He hasn't changed a bit.

He was still the same boy I met years ago, who I was madly in love with. His soft touch never changed either. His hands were just as kind and gentle as I remember them being.

His petite frame and curvy edges were angled so perfectly, that his waist fit just right beneath my big hands. Within the everlasting embrace, I felt so many emotions go through me:

Nostalgia.

Happiness.

Sorrow.

Excitement...

And a spark. A spark inside of my chest that ignited butterflies in my stomach.

"I'm sorry..." While narrowing my head down to face Jimin, I noticed how sparkly his eyes had gotten, and my heart ached.

"Jimin, what are you doing here?" I calmly asked, removing him off of my body as gentle as I could.

"I heard Seokjin was injured, and rushed over to see what had happened to him." Jimin stepped back, covering his face with his arm.

"Seokjin? So you two DO know each other, don't you!" I crossed my arms while I felt my eyes widen, the closer I approached to Jimin. Each step I would take made my heart race.

Jimin nodded with little to no amusement left in his facial expressions, making me feel confused.

"Him and I both work at Sin-X." I had no idea what that even was.

"Sin-X... What's that?"

"It's a strip club. Seokjin used to work there with me until he ran away..." Jimin looked down, feeling guilty and upset. I got closer to him.

"When did that happen?" 

"A while ago... But when he returned... O-our boss, Mister Jang, punished him." I clenched my fists tightly, asking Jimin exactly what happened to Seokjin that night.

Now knowing that he was a witness, he could tell me anything and everything about what Mister Jang did to Seokjin. And he better speak with the truth, as I expect him to...

Or I'll make him tell me.

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Third Person's POV:

"When he first arrived at Sin-X, Jin Hyung looked terrible. He was sad, almost... Heartbroken, in a way. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that he had gotten into an argument with his twin brother, Hyunseok-" Jimin paused, feeling regrets filling up his mind, while remembering the traumatic event that occurred at the club.

"We went up to his room, and hid there for a while." He parted his lips to speak when he heard the older male in front of him raise his voice.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean "his" room? Like, a changing room? Wasn't that a regular strip club? What does he need a room for?" Namjoon asked, cutting in. All of his questions slightly annoyed Jimin, but he kept himself calm on the inside, trying his best to answer them all.

"Yes, but Seokjin and the majority of the escorts usually head to their private and individual rooms with their customers... I'm a regular stripper, but Seokjin however, he was an escort. One of the most popular escorts as well." He continued to speak, with shame.

"I was going to help Seokjin! I... I really was! But- But then he told me that you and him were sort of... Well, in love. And I..." Jimin frowned, backing away again. Anger And regret started to take over in his head.