It took a few moments for what Namjoon said to register in Yoongi's brain.

"I'm. Not. The. Stranger." Namjoon repeated slowly when he saw the confusion on Yoongi's face. "From the party. We did not sleep together, you and I."

"B...but..." Yoongi blinked rapidly, mind spinning. "You were so... all day you were acting... like..."

Namjoon sighed, putting his face in his hands. "I'm not the stranger, Yoongi. Because I don't top."

Now Yoongi felt double blind sided. "What?! You?! Bottom?!"

Namjoon cracked a smile, casting a look at him. "Surprise."

"But, but you're so big! And tall! Broad! And your dick is huge!" Yoongi couldn't believe it.

"Yeah but that doesn't mean anything." Namjoon shrugged. "It's less work and more pleasure being on the bottom."

"Okay..." Yoongi slowly thought through it all. "Then if you're not the stranger, why were you acting weird all day?"

Namjoon's smiled faded and he winced.

"Because... I know who the stranger is."

-

Still shocked, Yoongi sat in the passenger seat of Namjoon's car as his friend drove.

Namjoon said he knew who the stranger was, and was taking Yoongi to him now.

Half of Yoongi expected Namjoon to turn the car around and park back in his own driveway, because he couldn't believe his friend wasn't the one from the party.

"You really bottom?" He asked for the millionth time.

Namjoon sighed. "Shut up about it already. You bottom too."

"Yeah but that's obvious." Yoongi waved it off.

He glanced over at his friend as Namjoon drove.

The person who knew him best in the whole world. The one who had always been there for him. The one Yoongi loved in a way that words could never explain.

And suddenly he felt a pang of sadness that Namjoon wasn't the stranger.

"Why can't you just tell me who it is?" Yoongi looked out the window to distract himself.

"Because you couldn't ever know if that was the truth, whatever name I say. If I show you, then you'll know for sure who it is." Namjoon pulled into a residential road and slowed down.

"How do you know where this person lives?" Yoongi asked, bouncing his leg nervously.

Namjoon just drove on, pulling into a modest looking driveway.

Yoongi didn't even bother looking at the house, just climbed out of the car and hurried up to the front door before his nerves could convince him to turn away.

It took him a moment to realize Namjoon was staying in the car, but before he could ask why, the door opened.

The familiar cologne scent hit Yoongi's nose, and he turned around, seeing a boy leaning against the doorway.

This was the stranger, Yoongi instantly knew.

The boy smirked, looking Yoongi up and down.

"Well, well. I was wondering when I would see you again, kitten."