Dirty Little Secrets(Short Stories)
He stepped into the elevator, relieved to be heading back to the quiet of his hotel room.
The doors were just sliding shut when a hand shot through, forcing them open. Standing there, looking annoyed and impossibly beautiful, was Jisoo. He groaned inwardly. Of all the people…
"Well, well, well," she said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "If it isn't the great RM. leaving, I see? Try to come up with lyrics that don't sound like they were written by a robot?"
Namjoon sighed. "Very funny, Jisoo. Just trying to get on a plane and sleep before tomorrow's schedule. I would think you’d do the same."