namjoon suddenly got a phone call.
he grabbed his phone and looked at the screen, seeing "chim(e.s.)"
of course he answered. "yeah?"
"someone wants to meet you, at the first floor."
"anyone from my appa?"
"no. a fan of yours."
namjoon sat himself up, knitting his brows. "a fan of mine?" he scoffed. "who would be a fan of me?"
"...the guy i'm with."
"so i have to get up right now. don't i."
"yes."
"fuck—okay, i'll come down."
namjoon got out of the elevator, walking towards jimin.
"okay, i'm here—"
"OH MY GOD!"
namjoon jumped and turned to the guy that suddenly bursted out.
"jesus dude."
the fan covered his mouth, quickly bowing. "i'm sorry, sir! i'm just excited to meet you!"
namjoon just nervously chuckled. "no need to call me sir. you can call me by my name."
"right, sorry." he bowed once more. "i-i'm jeongguk by the way, jimin's new and recent friend!" he showed his hand for a shake.
namjoon shook his hand. "nice to meet you, jeongguk."
"i wish i went to the same school as you! i'm so jealous."
another nervously chuckle from namjoon.
