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"what do you want aimee?" namjoon pulled the girl from behind him as he threw the rest of his cheetos away.
"how did you know it was me that rubbing your shoulder?" she asked smiling, happy that he knew it was her.
"you are the only person who rubs it rough." aimee stood infront of her ex boyfriend and admired how much of his features changed overtime.
"i regret doing the things i did to you. i could've been your wife."
namjoon agreed. "yeah, could've been but you cheated." the woman sat next to him and tried reading him. it was easy for her to make him really vulnerable.
"let's not act like you didn't almost cheat on your wife with me joon." she said.
"but i didn't and let's not speak on that, tell me how did you get my number and why are you here? i haven't seen you since that night at lu's bar."
aimee placed an invitation down in front of namjoon and he just stared at it. the small poster read "high school reunion." namjoon pushed it aside and gagged.
"you must be crazy if you think i'm going to do that?" namjoon didn't want none of his high school friends to see him. he never liked most of them except for a few including jimin.
"pleasee!! they said to bring a plus one and who else would i tag along besides the man i lost my virginity to."
she smirked and namjoon just sat there unimpressed. he thought about it for a second and groaned.
"alright, i'll go with you but you better not lie to those people and say that we're dating."
aimee scoffed and grabbed the poster. "oh please namjoon, everyone knows that you're married. grow up."
*** namjoon closed the door behind him and leaned his head back on the wall. he was tired and hungry.
"its nice to see you too." namjoon screamed and placed his hand on his chest once he saw jimin.
"what the hell man!" jimin's laugh echoed through the house and aaliyah walked out with a smile.
"hey baby." she gave namjoon a peck but that wasn't enough for him. he grabbed her face and deepened the kiss.
"okay okay! go fuck elsewhere. a single person is literally sitting right here."
"i'm going to start on dinner, you're staying for dinner jimin so don't move." aaliyah demanded.
as soon as the coast was clear, namjoon had a panicked expression. "jimin i'm getting myself into deep shit. i'm talking to aimee."
a pillow came in contact with his face and jimin wanted to beat his friend's ass. "haven't you learned anything? why the fuck and how the fuck did she get your number?"
"wait...don't tell me that you gave it to her when you were drunk." he whispered.
namjoon facepalmed himself. that could be how she got it. namjoon was too drunk that night to even remember how to walk or talk. all he remember from that night was that jai had to let him crash at his place.
"that's not even the worst part, she invited me to the high school reunion."
at this point jimin was literally done. "it seems like you want to involve yourself in drama, why are you doing this to yourself? what are you going to do when your wife finds out?" he asked.
