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JOY

"Were you expecting a proposal?" Namjoon lifted an eyebrow jokingly. I guess he heard my unnecessary outburst.

I bit back a smile as he held his hand out for me to take. I placed my hand in his. "You'd need to get daddy's permission first."

"Damn, that ruined my plans of running away with you."

"Wow, are you thinking about forever already, lover boy?" I asked with a smile.

"Maybe." He brought my hand up to kiss and my cheeks went pink. "Can't blame me when you're the one making me go crazy."

"Oh ho," I scoffed, "that was a good one. Didn't know you were the romantic type." I shifted a little closer to him, our shoulders touching and knees rubbing against each other. It was cute how we were acting, especially since it seemed like his friends were staring holes into my body.

"There's a lot you can learn about me though." Namjoon's tone wasn't the flirtatious bad boy it was while he rubbed his thumb against the back of my hand. "I prepared a lot for our second date so make sure you're ready around six."

I chewed on my bottom lip, wondering what I did in my past life that brought me someone so wonderful. "I'll be ready."

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"Fudge cakes!" I turned around to look at my clock but came face to face with Taegan. "I'm not ready and it's five thirty."

"Thirty minutes," Taegan said, not looking up from her phone. She's been obsessing over God knows what without even telling me much but the name of the app. Talk Love.

"He said he prepared a lot. Does that mean I need to dress nice?"

"You always dress nice."

"I mean, do I need to dress nicer?"

"Judging by the heart eyes he stares at you with every time you're in the same room, I don't think he cares what you wear."

"I'll just throw on a dress then."

"Mm."

"What are you even doing on that app?" I asked, rummaging through a suitcase of clothes that I had yet to fully unpack.

"Reading." Taegan looked up, but only to think for a second and look back at her screen. "And writing."

"Writing what?" I pulled on cream tee and wore a floral midi dress over it.

"My problems."

"To strangers?" I said as more of a statement than a question.

Taegan only nodded in response.

"Hmm, maybe you'll find yourself a robot girlfriend." I tied a cream cardigan around my waist in case it got cold in the evening and slipped on white sneakers.

"Or my perfect ten but hey, that's better than nothing," Taegan chuckled.

I shaped my eyebrows and threw on a pair of natural falsies before lining my lips and turning around. "Inspection."

Taegan looked up and scanned me up and down, nodding to herself. "Simple and cute. I like it. Though I wouldn't wear it."

"Understandable," I replied, taking one last look in the mirror.

Then a knock came to the door and I silently squealed. "Bye, bae. I'll see you later."

Taegan shook her head smiling. "Bye, loser."

I turned around a blew her a kiss before leaving the room.

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JUNGKOOK

"Is this alright?" Namjoon peeked out from the hallway, his normal I'm so great facade wasn't present with us at the moment.

"You know, I've never seen you nervous to go out with a girl." I looked away from the living room tv for a second to examine his outfit. He wore a white tee under a black cardigan, brown cargo pants and taupe sneakers. "Is that my cardigan?"

"Maybe," Namjoon said, scratching the back of my neck. "Let me borrow it just for tonight. I figured out I only have leather, jean, and bomber jackets." He counted the jacket types on his fingers. He was nervous.

"You're so nervous. What— what is going on?" I laughed aloud.

Namjoon scoffed. "I'm not nervous." He tried to thrust his cardigan forward like a jacket, but instead he made a ripping sound.

My mouth fell open, "Kim Namjoon!"

"I'm sorry!" He shrunk, throwing his hands out in defense. "It was an accident! I-I wasn't thinking—"

I chucked the closest pillow at him. Then I grabbed another and chased him around the room. "You're buying me a new one, you destruction god! First you come and wreck my living space with your presence, and now my clothes!" I hit him with the pillow in my hand.

"Ow!" Namjoon scratched the back of his head where I was able to hit him hard enough with a pillow that it stung. "I'll buy you a new one, I promise!" He stopped in his tracks, raising his hands up in defeat.

I swung the pillow towards Namjoon, attacking him one last time before tossing it onto the couch. "That was a fifty dollar cardigan."

Namjoon yelled, "Fifty dollars for a cardigan! Who would pay for that?"

"Me! It's a name brand cardigan!"

"You're crazy, Timberlands."

"And you're late for your date. So get out!"

"Okay, okay," Namjoon said, walking to the door and slipping on his shoes. "If you need to blow some steam, feel free to invite Ezra over."

My face turned red and I didn't hesitate to grab the pillow off the couch to launch it at Namjoon again, but my roommate was already out the door.

I ended up inviting Ezra over.

"Hi bunny boy," Ezra said as a hello, messing up my hair with her hands.

I snorted at my nickname from her as she walked in. "Namjoon home?"

"He went on a date."

"A date?" She gasped. "Like a date date?"

"You heard me."

Ezra plopped herself on the couch, grabbing a banana from the bowl of fruit on the table in front of her. She peeled it, looking deep in thought. "A date, huh. I'm praying for whoever the girl is."

"Me too," I took a seat beside Ezra. "I do think he feels different about her though."

Ezra shrugged. "Whatever you say, Kookie. I'm a bit too involved to care too much, but keep letting me in on the tea." She winked and turned to the tv.

"I'm thinking a movie might be a bit boring, should we go out?" I suggested.

"Bunny boy wants to go out?" Ezra giggled. "I guess living with Namjoon and hanging out with me is finally paying off."

I rolled my eyes. "Keep teasing and we'll end up studying instead."

Ezra shrieked, zipping up her mouth with a motion of her fingers.

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