Author's Pov
Namjoon stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie with quick, deft movements.
His mind buzzed with thoughts of the important meeting ahead at the office.
He smoothed down his suit, his brows furrowing in concentration.
"Namjoon, here's your tiffin," Taehyung said, appearing in the doorway with a smile, holding out a neatly packed lunchbox.
Namjoon turned, a grateful smile spreading across his face as he took the tiffin from Taehyung's hands. "Thanks, Tae. You're a lifesaver."
Taehyung chuckled, stepping closer. "You know I always got your back, Joonie."
Their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them. Namjoon leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Taehyung's lips. "I'll see you tonight, okay?"
Taehyung nodded, his gaze softening. "Yeah, take care. Knock 'em dead at the meeting."
Namjoon grinned, feeling a surge of confidence at Taehyung's words. " Will do. Love you."
"Love you too," Taehyung replied, watching as Namjoon grabbed his briefcase and headed for the door.
As Namjoon stepped out, Taehyung called after him, "Don't forget to eat your lunch!"
Namjoon chuckled, waving over his shoulder. "I won't!"
As Namjoon reached for the doorknob, his heart plummeted at the sight before him.
A shadowy figure loomed in the hallway, masked and menacing, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Ahhh!!" Namjoon stumbled backward, his legs turning to jelly as he struggled to regain his balance.
Taehyung's head whipped around at the sound, shock written across his face as he rushed to Namjoon's side.
With a steadying hand, Taehyung helped Namjoon steady himself, concern etched on his features as Namjoon caught his breath.
Suddenly, Jimin burst forward, ripping off Yoongi's mask with a triumphant grin.
"Surprise!"
Taehyung's expression morphed from concern to anger. "Seriously? You guys shouldn't have done this! Namjoon is a heart patient!"
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