*********Way in the past I guess *********

 

“Look man, you’re just imagining things,” Yoongi replied disinterestedly as he waved around his fork, like he always did when he had a conversation while eating. That wasn’t the answer Namjoon was looking for.

 

“Why else would he hesitate at my door every time he leaves my office!!!!! He obviously has something important to tell me— which may or may not be related to his feelings for me!” Namjoon loudly shouted out. Luckily for him, the break room was empty beside them, so nobody (ahem Kibum) could hear his outburst and spread some gossip.

 

Not exactly close friends, but more than just coworkers, the two had somehow gravitated towards each other and they had formed this weird sort of relationship. Namjoon knew he could go to Yoongi for an unbiased opinion on his love life, or rather, lack of love life. And Yoongi, well he just liked it when people didn’t walk on eggshells around him. Contrary to popular belief, he did need a little human interaction every now and then. Plus, he could totally use his relationship with Namjoon to call in some favors in the future.

 

“Or maybe he’s just forgetful?? Seokjin-ssi is probably just like ‘What was I supposed to do again? Oh yeah, I remember!’ and that’s why he hesitates,” Yoongi tried to rationalize. Not everything had to be about love.

 

Namjoon debated for a minute whether Yoongi was correct. Deep inside, he hoped he was right and not Yoongi. Seokjin had recently joined the office as the Human Resources representative, and he had effectively changed Namjoon’s life for the better since he arrived.

 

Before Seokjin, Namjoon woke up, went to work, and went back home, only to start the cycle again the next day. But Seokjin had managed to somehow slip into that routine, smiling as he knocked on Namjoon’s office door every day before letting himself in. Seokjin had become a part of his daily regimen, until Namjoon had come to wait and anticipate his visits.

 

Somewhere along the way, he had discovered that the jittering he felt in his stomach as he waited for Seokjin to show up at his door was something else— it was a crush. And when Seokjin let out that weird windshield wiper laugh, Namjoon couldn’t help but fall deeper in love with him and all his quirks. He was officially a goner.

 

“Look if you really have feeling for him, just go and tell him. I mean the worst he could do is let you down,” Yoongi remarked as though it were obvious. He couldn’t believe Namjoon was coming to him for love advice.

 

“Really??? That’s all the guidance you’re going to give me???? I’ll make sure to remember that little piece of advice when you get a crush,” Namjoon bitterly told the other man.

 

“Me?? Have a crush?? Yeah right,” Yoongi just brushed off his threat with a scoff. The idea of him liking somebody just seemed so ridiculous. That’s never going to happen.

 

The conversation he had with Yoongi was stuck in his head for the rest of the day. Was Namjoon just imagining things? Should he just tell Seokjin about his feelings? He slammed his head against his desk and let out a loud groan in frustration.

 

Unfortunately for him, Seokjin had chosen that exact moment to walk into his office. He stared at Namjoon worriedly, “Did I come at a bad time?”

 

“NOO!!!”, Namjoon cleared his throat, trying to compose himself, “Ahem! Sorry. What I meant to say is not at all. I’m just a bit tired.”

 

“You’re tired? I know just how to fix that! There’s this really amazing tea recipe that I found, and boy let me tell you, it works wonders! Take some notes Namjoon-ssi, I’m about to change your world,” Seokjin animatedly began as he immediately sat down in the chair in front of Namjoon. And just like that, Seokjin had made Namjoon a smiling idiot again.

 

They sat there talking about everything (except about the papers that needed Namjoon’s signature aka the reason Seokjin was there in the first place). Time traveled way too fast, which both of them realized after laughing— well Namjoon just laughed so that Seokjin’s feelings would get hurt— at one of Seokjin’s lame dad jokes (“”BURGUNDY!!! GET IT!!!”).

 

The phone on Namjoon’s desk rang, forcing him to turn his attention away from Seokjin. “Just calling to make sure you didn’t forget about your phone meeting with the CEO in ten minutes,” Taemin, being the good secretary he was, reminded Namjoon. With a quick thanks, he hung up the phone with a sigh.

 

And despite the fact that he wanted to spend more time with Seokjin, he couldn’t ignore the looming deadline the CEO of the company had set for the Seoul branch. At least Seokjin was able to alleviate his anxiety for a bit.

 

“Well, I guess that’s my cue to leave,” Seokjin smiled sadly as he got up and made his way towards the door.

 

“Thanks for coming in to talk to me. I really appreciate you helping me take a break from work for a bit. I don’t know what I would do without you,” Namjoon hurriedly rushed out his words before he could wimp out. He hoped Seokjin would decipher the hidden emotion behind his statement.

 

Seokjin turned around to give him a tender look, “Maybe die from exhaustion?”

 

Wait a minute— was that a blush spreading across his face? The Yoongi in his head (Damn you Yoongi for slipping into my mind) was telling him to stop imagining things.

 

Seokjin gave him one last radiant smile before opening his office door. And like always, he hesitated for a moment, just standing in the doorway. Namjoon held his breath in anticipation.

 

But just like every other day, Seokjin shook his head and continued on his way to his desk, shutting Namjoon’s door behind him.

 

Namjoon let out a dejected sigh as he slumped into his chair. Damn, I really thought today was going to be the day.

 

Seokjin mentally screamed at himself as he shut Namjoon’s door. Damn, I really thought today was going to be the day.

 

But like always, he had chickened out before he could confess his feelings. There was no way Namjoon liked him back!

 

From his first day on the job, he had become interested in the man who never left his office, always too buried in work. It kind of stressed him out, seeing Namjoon always overworking himself. So one day he decided to knock on Namjoon’s door with some dumb excuse, trying to get the other man’s mind off of work. The first day it was because he wanted a tour of the office, the next because he needed help finding a document, and so forth.

 

His curiosity quickly turned into something more as he got to know Namjoon more. He was a very intelligent guy, but also dorky, super handsome with adorable dimples, and a complete klutz. It was like Seokjin was reading off a laundry list of his ideal man (well minus the klutziness, but he could live with that).

 

Only Seokjin would be dumb enough to fall in love with his boss. It just spelled disaster for him.

 

“Did you finally tell Namjoon about your burning feelings of love,” Taehyung dramatically whispered as he wiggled his eyebrows knowingly.

 

“Remind me again, why did I tell you about that?” Seokjin sighed irritatedly as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

 

“Because I’m your best friend,” Taehyung supplied with a boxy grin.

 

“I literally just started working here.”

 

“And look at how close we’ve gotten in that short amount of time. Anyways back to the topic at hand— what happened?” Taehyung managed to turn the conversation back to the juicy stuff. Seokjin gave in to his pleading look a recounted everything that happened.

 

“Alright I’ll tell you, just put those puppy dog eyes away. We just talked about random things like usual, and I couldn’t keep a smile off of my face. I really wanted to confess today, but I just couldn’t. I guess I’m just really scared that he’s going to reject me,” Seokjin admitted sadly. Taehyung looked at his friend worriedly. It was his job to cheer Seokjin up.

 

“Why would he reject you? I mean have you seen yourself??” Taehyung tried to hype up Seokjin. I mean, it’s not like he was lying. Seokjin was a snack and anybody could see that. Taehyung’s words seemed to cheer Seokjin up a bit, but a bit of doubt still lingered.

 

“Are you sure? What if he thinks I’m annoying and a nuisance,” Seokjin let his worries spill out dejectedly. What if Namjoon hated how Seokjin distracted him from his work? What if Namjoon just hated him in general??? AHHHH????

 

“Wow you really need to chill out hyung. I can hear you having your mental breakdown. Plus, why would anybody think your annoying?? You’re literally one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.”

 

“Thanks Taehyung,” Seokjin muttered out as he hugged his friend. What would he do without him?

 

“No problem hyung,” Taehyung chuckled back before remembering something important, “I forgot to ask— did you at least get those papers signed?”

 

It was clear by Seokjin’s wail that no he hadn’t.

 

The next day, Seokjin walked up his boss’ office filled with confidence after his talk with Taehyung. He wanted to spend some more time with Namjoon. He also really needed to get these papers signed.

 

With a quick knock and greeting, Namjoon invited him into his office. This time, Seokjin made sure to get Namjoon’s signature first before delving into conversation with his crush. And like always, they chattered on about random things, told some jokes, and Seokjin had even managed to pull an embarrassing story about Yoongi out from Namjoon.

 

“AH MAN YOONGI’S GOING TO KILL ME!! I really shouldn’t have told you that,” Namjoon groaned into his hands as Seokjin just laughed in bemusement.

 

As if on cue, Yoongi glared at them laughing through the windows. He just had a feeling Namjoon was talking about him. Yoongi made a note to himself to bring this up during lunch.

 

Calming down a bit, Seokjin glanced at the clock, only to see that he had been talking to Namjoon for an hour. Feeling a bit disappointed and very annoyed with time ( you time for moving too fast), he got up from his seat.

 

“Alas, it is my time to leave. If I don’t turn these papers in, Corporate is definitely going to fire me,” Seokjin joked around. Namjoon bid him goodbye with a small wave and a hopeful glance.

 

Seokjin chewed on his lip nervously as he hesitated in the doorway, deciding whether or not to say what was on his mind. Oh what the heck, why not. I’m feeling a bit brave today.

 

“One more thing Namjoon-ssi,” Seokjin tried to say casually, although his hand tightly gripped the doorknob, trying to find some way to ground himself.

 

Namjoon looked up from the paperwork on his desk and focused his full attention on Seokjin, feeling a bit excited despite the fatigue that still lingered from yesterday’s long day at the office. OH MY GOD!!!! IS IT FINALLY HAPPENING!!!!

 

“Yes??” Namjoon questioned back a bit too quickly. His unintentional cute expression just about made Seokjin’s heart explode.

 

“Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?” Seokjin rushed this all out in a quick breath, not at all like the suave way he had originally planned.

 

It took a second for Namjoon to comprehend what had just happened. And when he did, a light blush dusted his cheeks. Namjoon felt all sorts of emotions bubble up within him: excitement, panic, adoration, and desperate need to go rub it in Yoongi’s face.

 

“I’d really like that,” Namjoon replied back with a beaming smile, one which Seokjin immediately returned.

 

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“Joonie, why did we even agree to this? Joonie?? Joonie?” Seokjin waved his hand in front of his boyfriend’s face, trying to get his attention. Namjoon shook his head at Seokjin’s voice, trying to snap out of his thoughts and back into reality.

 

“Sorry Jinnie, I was just thinking about how we got together. All these memories suddenly came flooding in,” Namjoon smiled softly as he grabbed Seokjin’s hand and gave it a small kiss.

 

“I still can’t believe I had to ask you out first,” Seokjin joked around as he scrunched his nose in fake distaste. Namjoon rolled his eyes as he let out a small laugh.

 

“Well I asked you to marry me first, so I guess we’re even.”

 

“I guess so,” Seokjin replied lovingly as he leaned in to rest his head against Namjoon’s. The couple sat there beaming at each other, completely oblivious to the world.

 

“UMMM GUYS??? Did you forget that we’re right here????” Jimin shrieked out as Jungkook mimicked throwing up off to the side. Namjoon and Seokjin just let out annoyed sighs. Way to ruin the moment.

 

“Why are you guys getting sentimental???? That’s supposed to happen tomorrow at the wedding, not tonight at the bachelor party!” Taehyung yelled, trying to remind them all that tonight was supposed to be fun.

 

Ah yes, the day of the wedding had finally come. In just a few hours, Seokjin and Namjoon would be getting married. Finally!

 

But first they had to get through this bachelor party that neither of them had wanted in the first place.

 

“So what’s first on the agenda? Are we getting shi— (“JUNGKOOK!!” “I did not raise you to talk like that!!!”)— faced drunk first or is that happening later?”

 

“I’ve already booked a karaoke room for the rest of the night. Apparently, it’s some hot spot that’s really famous,” Yoongi informed the group, completely ignoring Jungkook’s second question.

 

Yoongi, being the good friend he was, had taken it upon himself to plan the night out. He knew there was no way Seokjin and Namjoon would have enjoyed a bachelor’s party planned by the younger ones. Who knows where Jungkook would have taken them???

 

“A KARAOKE PLACE!!! If I planned this, we would be headed straight to the club right now,” Jungkook complained, proving Yoongi’s thoughts to be true. Namjoon and Seokjin shot relieved looks to Yoongi for saving them from Jungkook’s idea of a fun night.

 

“What’s better than this? Just a couple of dudes being guys,” Hoseok exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around the engaged couple (“Just a bunch of dudes being gay!” Jimin added). Namjoon shot Seokjin a worried glance— Yoongi had saved them from the club, but he really couldn’t do anything about their rambunctious friends.

 

“Onward my children,” Taehyung grandly announced as he pushed everyone forward.

 

“You do know everyone here, except for Jungkook, is older than you, right?”

 

It was going to be a long night, that’s for sure.

 

            **************************************

Once they had made it to the place, Yoongi headed straight to the front desk to pick up the key for their room, while everyone just looked around in awe.

 

The karaoke establishment they were at definitely looked different from your typical karaoke place. It had a way more expensive appearance with the glittering chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the ambient lighting, and the—

 

“IS THAT A BAR???!!!”

 

Ah yes the bar. They had all been to a karaoke place with alcohol before, but this was the high-class stuff, not just the beer they were used to. Yoongi really went all out.

 

Even Jungkook seemed to be satisfied with the atmosphere, judging by how he was currently exaggeratedly bumping to the muffled music heard in the lobby. Taehyung and Jimin took one glance at Jungkook before joining in, providing a really weird sight for Yoongi when he got back.

 

“Yeah let’s not do that here. Come on, our room is this way,” Yoongi looked at his friends with disgust before leading the way, everyone tailing behind him.

 

Taehyung glanced into one of the karaoke rooms as they headed towards their room at the end of the hall. He was not prepared at all for the sight inside the room.

 

“What the— guys come look at this!” Taehyung exclaimed as he grabbed onto Jimin’s sleeve and pulled him towards the door. Jimin let out a quick yelp as he hurled straight at the door, effectively slamming into it. Damn you Taehyung.

 

“Was that really necessary Tae?” Jimin questioned angrily as he rubbed his head, throwing a glare at his friend. Taehyung, however, didn’t apologize at all and simply gestured to the door impatiently.

 

“Hurry up and look inside,” Taehyung urged him. With a roll of his eyes, Jimin peeked inside, his eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. The colorful strobe lights inside the room allowed him to see a group of seven men intensely jamming out to some song. They were actually really into it, singing out their hearts (well it sounded more like yelling from the outside).

 

The group inside the room paid them no attention, the music too loud for them to hear Jimin slamming into the door. They were so entranced in the song that they failed to notice the group of men staring at them through the door. Jimin squinted his eyes, trying to locate the cause of Taehyung’s outburst. He didn’t see anything noteworthy until his eyes landed on….

 

“OH MY GOD?? IS THAT HYUNGWON!!!”

 

At Jimin’s yell, everyone crowded around the door, trying to see this with their own eyes.

 

“What???” “Hyungwon???”

 

“What’s he doing here? He really doesn’t strike me as the karaoke type?” Namjoon asked in confusion. The idea of Hyungwon singing didn’t seem possible to him. He couldn’t even envision it.

 

“Umm are we sure that’s him?” Jungkook asked as he cupped his eyes and peered into the room from above Jimin’s head. The guy in the room did look like Hyungwon, but he was acting different from the man they knew. Like completely different.

 

Like he was actually dancing around and screaming out his lungs into the mic and taking shots with his friends and giving them hugs and SMILING.

 

“Have you ever seen him that happy?” Hoseok whispered to Yoongi, who just shook his head in shock. Hyungwon had gotten on top of the table and was singing a solo as all his friends cheered him on. What was going on here?

 

“Are we sure he doesn’t have a twin?” Seokjin questioned the group. Everyone else let out a stream of questions as well. They were confused and needed answers!!!!

 

“You think he could introduce me to his friend with the muscles,” Taehyung muttered out with a strange look in his eyes. That got everybody to stop talking. They all looked at Taehyung with a judgmental look on their faces.

 

“Why are you so thirsty all the time Tae?” Jungkook attacked Taehyung. Unlucky for him, Taehyung wasn’t having it. He slowly turned away from the door and gave Jungkook an ‘Are you kidding me look’.

 

“Maybe because I’m the seventh wheel in our friend group. Not third, the SEVENTH!!” Taehyung exploded in anger, dramatically waving his arms. But he wasn’t done there. Not even close.

 

“You know it kind of when all of your friends are together but you’re all alone. So yes, Jungkook, I think I’m allowed to be thirsty.” Wow— it seems like he had been holding that in for some time. Taehyung finished his rant out of breath, while everyone just stared at him with wide eyes, kind of shocked that Taehyung had just yelled at them.

 

“Oh man, that felt good to let out,” Taehyung sighed out contently. It was nice to get that off his shoulders.

 

It seems that Taehyung’s loud outburst had penetrated through the doors of the karaoke room seeing as how one of Hyungwon’s friends had finally noticed them outside the door. He had a confused expression on his face before he gestured at his friends to look at them. Uh oh.

 

“Quick!!! Scram!!” Seokjin yelled as he bolted towards their own karaoke room. Everyone quickly followed him, not wanting to be caught by Hyungwon. That boy would kill them if he saw them spying on him.

 

Hoseok hurriedly grabbed the key out of Yoongi’s hand and stuffed it into the lock of their room. Once he opened the door, he herded everyone in, locked the door, and pulled the blinds down.

 

“Are you guys trying to get me killed the day before my wedding??!!!!” Namjoon yelled out as he clutched his heart and tried to calm himself down. He didn’t expect his murder to be on the agenda for tonight!

 

“Yup, that was totally the plan,” Jimin said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

 

“Let’s just forget about Hyungwon— (“I can’t forget about his friend tho!”)— and focus on our fun night together!” Seokjin tried to turn the attention back on the bachelor party. He might as well have fun since they were already here.

 

“Let’s party!” “WOOHOO!!”

 

“The drinks are on me, so go crazy,” Yoongi added as Jungkook tossed Jimin and Seokjin a mic. Everyone let out a cheer at that.

 

“Thank you Yoongi!!!” “I LOVE YOU MAN!”

 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Yoongi coolly accepted their thanks as he sat down next to Hoseok on the couch.

 

“Wow Yoongi, that’s really nice of you,” Hoseok whispered to his boyfriend as he wrapped an arm around him. Yoongi rested his head against Hoseok’s chest.

 

“I’m just kidding. I gave the lady at the front the company card,” Yoongi whispered back with a smirk. Hoseok let out a loud laugh at that. Of course he would. Thank you Seoul Paper Company for the drinks!

 

“OOOH BTS!!! PUT THAT ON JUNGKOOK!” Taehyung yelled in excitement, his words echoing around the entire room as he spoke into the mic.

 

“You already know it man,” Jungkook replied back energetically, as he selected the BTS song. He put his mic up to his face and tried to mimic the whistling in the intro of the song. Tried being the keyword here, seeing as how he couldn’t manage a single, stable, whistle. They just came out all shaky and breathily.

 

“Well, you tried Kookie,” Jimin laughed at his boyfriend’s failure. Jungkook just gave him a sad pout.

 

“Was it really that bad??? Jimin??? Jimin-ssi?? ANSWER ME!!!” Jungkook badgered his boyfriend, who was pointedly looking away as Jungkook shook him back and forth repeatedly. Jimin eventually gave in with a smile and gave him a kiss to calm him down.

 

“ARE YOU GUYS GONNA SING OR WHAT! I WANT A PERFECT SCORE ON THIS SONG!” Namjoon interrupted them, getting way to into the song. Seokjin squealed at his man’s excitement. Cute!

 

Jimin and Jungkook hurriedly joined in, and the entire group started to jam out. I mean who wouldn’t?— it was a BTS song.

 

Well apparently Yoongi wouldn’t, judging by him being the only one still sitting down on the couch. He was perfectly content watching the others have fun.

 

Seokjin and Hoseok gave each other knowing glances before heading over to Yoongi. Hoseok pulled him up from the couch while Seokjin forcefully shoved a mic into his hands.

 

“You’re gonna sing whether you like it or not,” Jungkook threatened from the front.

 

“I already told you guys that I don’t do karaoke. It’s really not my thing. I don’t even know this son —♪ I WANT IT THIS LOVE! I WANT IT REAL LOVE! ♪”

 

“WOOHOO!!” “GET IT YOONGI!”

 

“YOONGI! YOONGI!!”

 

He began to start dancing as everyone cheered him on. When the dance break came up, they all tried to mimic the moves. Hoseok and Jungkook were the only ones whose moves actually looked good. Everyone else looked like a mess, just flailing their limbs around.

 

Somehow, Taehyung’s arm swung around and hit Jimin square in the face. He really wasn’t lucky tonight.

 

“SERIOUSLY!! AGAIN TAE!!”

 

Nobody paid him any attention as they waited for their score to show up on the screen. They all held their breaths in anticipation. The score slowly ticked up to land on a —

 

“100!!! Perfect score!!!” Jungkook let out a shout that sounded oddly like Minho’s victory screech.

 

“It was all because of my heavenly vocals. You can thank me later,” Seokjin arrogantly announced as he moved his bangs to the side with his fingers. Namjoon gave his boyfriend a back hug and laid his head on Seokjin’s shoulders, while everyone just rolled their eyes at his behavior.

 

“NEXT SONG!”

 

And so the rest of the night flew by (especially once the alcohol had arrived). They all danced wildly under the influence of alcohol. Yoongi, Namjoon, and Hoseok had treated them to a nice performance of a rap song. Seokjin had sung a ballad— well is should’ve been classified as screaming, not singing. Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung had done fabulous rendition of Big Bang’s Bang Bang Bang.

 

Simply put, they were all having a great night.

 

“Hey Jungkook,” Jimin called from his spot on the ground. Sometime after the 50th song they had ended up lying on the ground staring up at the roof. Some ballad instrumental was playing in the background, but nobody had the energy to sing along.

 

“Yeah Minnie,” Jungkook slurred out. If it wasn’t obvious by now, they were all completely drunk at this point.

 

“I got a question,” Jimin continued slowly.

 

“Just spill it already Jimin,” Hoseok interjected sleepily as he pulled Yoongi closer to him.

 

“Alright. I was just thinking— how do you refer to Taehyung? Do you call him Taehyung, Taehyung hyung, or Tae-hyung.”

 

Everyone lied there in deep thought. What did he call Taehyung??

 

Seokjin, however, took this as his cue. If his friends were asking these types of questions, well that only meant one thing.

 

“Okay that’s it— time to go home!"