CHAPTER FOUR.

                                    

                                          
Seokjin
                          
"He asked you out again, didn't he?" Solar asks as I walk to them.
                          
"He blackmailed me into it."
                          
"Oh, quit whining and acting like you don't like it." Hoseok chimes. "Yeah, you better go home and change into something he could take off easily." Solar adds, sharing a hearty laugh with Hoseok as we walk back to the office. Are they for real right now?
                          
"Is sex all you guys think about?"
                          
"Jin, I get your a hopeless romantic, but what do you expect us to think?" Solar questions pointing at Hoseok and herself. "I don't know...my safety. We are not even sure if he is a good guy, or not. I mean we call him pervert, plus we just started seeing him like six months ago, and we still don't know anything about him."
                          
I know I sound like a paranoid person, blabbering about anything that comes into mind that would distract me and justify my reasons for not wanting to go to dinner with Namjoon. Its because I like the idea of going out with him, a little too much actually. It makes my body and heart do things, a kind of excitement I haven't felt in a while, or ever.
                          
I am not even worried about my safety, not with him. Something about Namjoon makes me feel safe, and protected. Its a stupid feeling, especially for someone I don't really know, and kind of hate, but I can't help it. I can't stop thinking about how last night was, how many times I smiled, and how happy he looked as well. 
                          
"You know he is not some serial killer, he is too cute to be doing that shit. Although he would make hot killer if he ever was one..." Solar adds thinking about it, to which Hoseok makes a wtf look. "... But if you really don't wanna go, then don't. Your comfort comes first, although I don't think he would for real blackmail you into going, or force you." It was weird how my friends would switch up that quick, from horny savages, to thoughtful caring people. 
                          
"I think I'll just go so I can get over with it. I owe him and I'll pay back, because that's who I am."
                          
"There you go, I thought you were going to pass up on that big dick." Solar cheers shamelessly.
                          
"How do you know he is big?"
                          
"How do you not?" Solar answers incredulously to Hoseok's question, before going ahead to explain how to check for a big dick over clothes.
                          
It sounds like important future information, but my mind veers off to somewhere else, somewhere I don't want it to. I can feel my ears shading just the thought of it, the thought of Namjoon sexually. He is sexually appealing, that I admit. Well built, with bulging muscles, ranging from his arms, to his chest, then thighs and legs. His torso, which I have accidentally seen, is well sculpted, with huge pecs and washboard abs, the lower skin inked with something beautiful which my curiosity itches to find out, and his fingers, he has long nice fingers, with incredibly beautiful nails, and occasional present veins. His palms are a bit rough from the work he does, raw and rugged. And his face, god his face, it is no doubt good to look at, his purple locks being the compliment to everything. 
                          
In short he is a man, and I wouldn't be surprised if he is packed downstairs, well endowed with his stick. Shit, why am I thinking about this. I am not usually drawn to people by appearance alone, behavior matters to me, and the natural vibe or pull that I believe draws people together. But now, I can't help think of these dirty things, like Namjoon's body. Naked.
                          
Maybe I am just needy, seeing as I haven't had any sexual contact for almost a year now, let alone touch myself. Sex itself is still new to me, having only had it a few times, with my ex boyfriend, who dumbed me as soon as he found out I was cut off by my mother. So that makes me a rookie still in this department, and even more reason for me to have no business thinking of Namjoon like that, it is dirty, and of course impossible because we hate each other.