BOY NEXT DOOR {namjin}

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏

𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗

I look into the mirror as I adjust the leather jacket I'm currently wearing. Yes, I'm going to ask if Jin wants to join Yoongi and I to the party. I'll make sure to stay with him so Taehyung doesn't drug him, though. I'm wearing black jeans with a matching black sweater that has some red stripes on it. I put in my contacts as I'm now ready to head to Starbucks.

I'm about to head outside when I hear a wolf whistle, making me turn around. I see a sleepy Yoongi with a cup of coffee in his hands.

"Who you dressing up for?" He smiles as he leans against the door frame. I look down at myself. Okay, maybe I don't wear this on a daily basis.

"Nobody. It was collecting dust in the closet." I smile back. I want to head outside as I hear footsteps come nearer and get dragged back by my collar. "Ouch!" I close the door again and turn around.

"Who?"

"Jealous?" I smirk with a raised eyebrow as he hits my shoulder. I laugh. "I swear it's nobody. I just decided to dress up for the party tonight. I don't feel like doing it last minute."

"Where are you going?"

"Outside?" I answer confused.

"No shit, smartass. I really think you cheated on that IQ-test sometimes, you know that?"

"I'm going to Starbucks. Maknaes asked me to invite Seokjin as well." I start feeling a little uneasy at the mention of his name, but decide to ignore it.

"So you did dress up for someone?" He raises an eyebrow, showing me his gummy smile.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Funny. You better shut it unless you want me to tell the world what a sweetheart you really are." I tease back.

"You wouldn't."

"You don't know me."

"Fine, end of interrogation. Leave."

"I love you, hyung!" I laugh as I blow a kiss receiving a disgusted expression back. I get pushed outside as I roll my eyes and take the elevator to ground level.

I enter the nearest Starbucks as I can feel my hands sweating, making me uncomfortable. I don't see Jin, making me frown. I head to the bar and wait for someone to help me. A girl with blond hair and clear blue eyes walk over to me with a bright smile, making me automatically smile back.

"How can I help you?" She asks while cleaning the bar a little bit.

"Uhm, Kim Seokjin works here, right?" I ask as she hums in response, silently asking to continue. "Is he working today?" She stops cleaning and turns to me. She then turns around to look at a little calender.

"It's Friday... No, Jin doesn't work on Friday. Sorry. Do you want me to tell him something?" She smiles again as she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Oh. No, it's fine. I'll just contact him on my phone." I reply as I want to get up when she stops me.

"Wait, sir." I turn around again. "Are you Kim Namjoon?" She asks, leaning on the bar to look at me.

"Yeah... How do you know?" At this point I was just scared.

"Jin told me about you. Don't worry, though, only good things were said." She smiles. "I'll probably see you another time when Jin IS working."

"So he talks about me?" I ask with a smirk unconsciously forming on my face. I sit back down in front of the girl, interested. "Hope he's still able to concentrate on his work."