omfg besties chapter 20

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If there were two things in life that scared Joy the most, it would be bugs and sex. The first was a given but the second was a touchy topic for her. She knew all about it (from Taegan) but never really indulged in the activity itself.

Of course it was something she would have to tell her partner but she saved that for the future. Now for her current serious relationship...

"N-Namjoon!"

....they never got to it.

"Slow down f-for a sec—" Joy let out a yelp as Namjoon kissed her neck and gently sucked on her skin.

She didn't think he was this experienced but should have at least put the clues together. She thought about her predicament and even how she got dragged into a janitor's closet. Her head was running wild with the thought of what might happen next, should it happen next, and what would happen later.

Joy almost melted from the way he kissed her, something that imaginably felt heated but was so simple as two lips together. He was aggressive yet delicate, something that made the hairs on her body stand up.

"Babe—"

"God, you're so gorgeous."

Dear God help me now.

Joy suddenly heard something clink and her eyes went wide. "Namjoon wait!" She pushed him off and wrapped her arms around her body. Her blouse was crinkled and lips swollen while he brushed his hair back and licked his lips.

"Was I hurting you? Fuck, I probably did. I'm sorry." He asked apologetically but his body didn't seem to regret anything. Joy's eyes were lingering too far below and zipped back up to meet Namjoon's lingering gaze.

"It w-wasn't that—" I don't mind a little pain. "It was just that this isn't the cleanest place to do this regardless of the amount of Clorox in here." Joy tried to laugh off this awkward feeling that sent chills down her spine. Namjoon looked around for a second before cursing under his breath.

"S-Sorry, I got caught up in the moment and thought—" He cut himself off.

"Thought what?—"

"Nothing." Namjoon said that a little too quickly for her liking. It irked her how he looked at her with a nonchalant expression, as if he wasn't going to devour her moments ago.

"Hey princess, don't pout." Namjoon flicked under her chin and flashed her his goofy smile. "I'll buy you anything you want after class."

"Sure—WAIT! WE'RE LATE FOR CLASS!"

Joy didn't hesitate to rush out the janitor's closet with her blouse and hair still a mess. Namjoon struggling behind her, throwing his jacket on as they rush down the hall. Joy zoomed past all the vast halloween costumes and decorations until she reached the familiar classroom.

She stopped when she reached the door, Namjoon chuckling behind her. "You're a mess, princess."

"Because of you!" Joy shouted in a whisper, smacking his shoulder. "Fix my hair."

Namjoon laughed and began re-arranging the pieces of her brown hair his hand had previously tangled. As Joy fixed her blouse he glanced down, face red as he realized what he was eyeing. She didn't seem to notice as she looked up and fixed a piece of his hair, too.

"Ready?" Joy asked.

Namjoon nodded in reply and opened the classroom door.

Professor Min paused in the middle of his lecture. Leaning against his desk, he crossed his arms and looked towards the couple. He cleared his throat.

"Have fun?"

The class chuckled.

Joy groaned, grabbing Namjoon's hand and walking over to where she saw her best friend sitting.

"Decided to show up?" Taegan whispered when Professor Min resumed his lecture. She placed — or rather slightly slammed — a stack of stapled papers in front of Joy. "Thanks for the help."

Joy's mouth fell open and she heard the scratch of Namjoon's chair as he scooted over, avoiding the conversation that was about to happen.

"Tia, I'm so sorry. I don't know how I forgot." Joy flipped the page of the narrative she had left Taegan to do on her own. How could she have forgotten? The due date couldn't have come this fast.

"It's fine, Joy. I got it done and that's what matters, right?"

"No, I should have completed it with you. It was my assignment, too. I'll make it up, I promise. I can tell Professor Min that I didn't work on it with you so that you get the credit."

Taegan smiled softly. "This is one time. I know you've gotten a bit carried away with," she glanced at Namjoon, "certain things. But unless this happens again, it's really okay, Joy."

Joy sighed. "I'm really sorry. And it won't happen again."

The sound of Professor Min clearing his throat echoed through the room and Joy turned forward.

"This isn't elementary school, ladies, I wouldn't want to have to separate you two."

"My fault," Joy said.

He nodded and spoke to the class again as Joy sunk in her chair.

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"Ezra and Joy in the same room will be chaos."

"Oh come on, Timberlands, it's not like they have to speak to each other. You'll be with Ezra, alone, for most of the time." Namjoon placed a cap on his head. "Plus, you have to find a way to ask her out anyway, remember?"

"I don't think she'd enjoy a double date with the girl she met once but hates."

"They'll end up getting along by the end of the night."

"Uh, no they won't."

"Text her to be ready in fifteen."

"You can't give her fifteen minutes to get ready!"

"Why not?" Namjoon's phone dinged and he smiled down at it. "Joy's ready. Scratch that and say be ready in five."

"Five?"

"Yes, quickly."

"No, I'm not doing this tonight. I have things to do."

"Like study for a test?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

"No, things like... like," Jungkook thought of what to say. Truly, he had no plans tonight but study like Namjoon had guessed. "Okay, fine."

Namjoon smiled. "You have to be ready in five, we'll be at hers in ten."

It was an understatement to say that the atmosphere in the car was awkward. Ezra had gladly said yes to a date. Then she figured out it was a double date, but not just any double date.

A double date with Namjoon and the girl she never wanted to lay eyes on again.

One encounter with a person can tell you much about them. For Joy and Ezra, their one encounter said they probably wouldn't willingly tolerate one another.

"So," Namjoon started, chuckling to lighten the mood. "I was thinking we hit up the arcade. Have some friendly competition, hmm?"

"Sure," His girlfriend blandly responded in the passenger seat beside him. Namjoon felt Joy hanging onto his hand a bit tighter than usual.

"How does that sound?" Jungkook asked, glancing at Ezra looking out the window.

"Fine," Ezra shrugged.

Namjoon grimaced at Jungkook in the backseat through the mirror. The two guys weren't sure if the girls wanted to stay quiet the whole night or rip each other's hairs off.

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sorry it took us a while 🤍