(A/N) wattpad is being wack. I wanted to publish this chapter for 3 days in a row, but people kept telling me that it wouldn't load for them :((
February 11, 2019
Monday
12:20 A.M
"(Y/N)!" Namjoon calls out her name frenetically, waving his hands from side to side.
(Y/N) smiles as she greets her customer by giving him a small yet comforting hug. At this point... Namjoon is more than a customer for (Y/N)... he's her friend.
The female escorts the green haired boy out of the building by wrapping her hand around his.
"Wait, why are we not going to our room?" Namjoon inquires, his face wearing a puzzled expression.
"Just cause.. I want to go somewhere else..." she pauses. "I just want to go somewhere we can take out minds off our stressful lives... where we're not stuck inside bar. Mmm let's just say today won't be between a worker and a customer... I want today to be between friends who's spending time together while doing normal things... let's go to my favorite restaurant, get drunk... do whatever fits our bidding without rules binding us apart to let us actually feel what we want each other to feel."
'Let us actually feel what we want each other to feel?' Namjoon's cheeks turns pink as erotic images popped inside of his mind that made his heart jump in ecstasy. 'Stop being a pervert Namjoon!'
"Alright m'lady, take me wherever your heart desires," he flashes a dimpled smile.
"Mmm... I'm thinking of something wet.."
'Wet?' Namjoon gulps the lump stuck in between his throat.
"Oh! Something you can suck on with so much pleasure as it tingles 'tween your mouth."
'S-SUCK??' Namjoon's mouth runs dry.
"And something that fills your stomach after you're done, but you still want more of it."
'F-f-fills up her stomach????'
(Y/N) turns her head to the boy, seeing his face flushed red. A smirk curls up her lips as she cups Namjoon's cheeks in amusement. She knows exactly what she's doing and she's enjoying every second of it.
"Gosh, you're turning hot, Namjoon, are you alright?" The female leans in his face, her breath touching his chin.
(Y/N) crouches down, holding her stomach as she laughs. Her laughing was like ripples in a still pond after a stone has been thrown to it. It radiates outwards through the empty streets that surrounded them. Now, Namjoon too began to titter and soon the ripples of laughter that (Y/N) has helped created became great waves of hilarity.
"I hate you so much (Y/N), I cant believe I fell for your tricks."
"Well it's not my fault that you're a horny 20 something year old," (Y/N) retorts as the couple walks to Namjoon's car. "I was simply describing what ramen feels inside my mouth and what it tastes like."
"You want to taste something else thought?" Namjoon looks down at his trousers and (Y/N) follows.
Her ears turns red as she widened her eyes.
"This candy!" Namjoon pulls out a candy out of his pocket. "Wait, did you actually think of my di—"
"GET IN THE CAR!" (Y/N) yells, cupping her reddened ears to hide her embarrassment.
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12:45 A.M
"Wait where are the other utensils?" Namjoon stares at the chopstick and a single spoon right in front of him. Being used to expensive restaurants, Namjoon is accustomed to using multiple utensils for each meal.
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