Seokjin bumped into Namjoon randomly, his hands occupied with bags.

"I can see you found something." Namjoon smiled. His hair was completely different.

"I did. You look amazing." This made the doctor feel happier.

"Thank you." They walked around the mall for a while, staring at a few strangers here and then, in search for any familiar faces. Luckily there were none this time.

As the two men headed towards the elevator, Seokjin noticed a little boy ran inside and hugged Namjoon.

"Dr. Kim!" He greeted him sweetly, accompanied by his mother.

"Oh, how's my adorable patient doing?" Namjoon tickled the young boy, making him laugh as he carried him for a while before placing him down safely.

His mother greeted the doctor, not even bothering to say a word to Seokjin.

"He certainly missed you. He's been doing so much better, and no more injuries." They had a small chat in the elevator before they parted ways as soon as it opened, the boy hugged Namjoon one last time and surprisingly his mother gave the doctor a hug as well.

They got in the car without saying a word to each other.

Namjoon backed out of the parking lot. Seokjin just stared down at the items inside of the bags.

"What did you get for yourself, Seokjin?" The young man asked, staring at Seokjin.

"You will see it tonight. I don't want to spoil anything." The young man nodded. He turned his car radio on for a while until they made it home.

Seokjin grabbed the bags, still looking at Namjoon.

"Your hair color looks good on you." Namjoon nods, walking into the apartment.

The man entered only a few seconds after Namjoon did.

"What do we do now?" He asked.

"I'm covered in hair at the moment, so I think a shower would do me well. The gathering starts at around 7:00 P.M., we're leaving around five. In the meantime, you should go get ready." Namjoon loosened his collar, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and heading to the bathroom.

Seokjin did as he was told, bringing his bags upstairs. He placed the clothes down on the bed.

He started to get undressed, when Namjoon walked in on him halfway naked. His first instinct was to cover the new clothes he bought, not his body.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you. I just forgot my towel." Namjoon grabbed his towel, leaving the man alone with a surprised look. He wondered what he was doing before he walked in, and what he bought at the mall.

He closed the door, heading back to take a shower. Seokjin continued to piece together his outfit.

For a store with such dark choices of clothing, he managed to find one of the most fanciest suits there.

Once he was fully dressed, he waited in the living room for Namjoon.

Namjoon entered his room, drying his hair. He still had to fix it again and since it was getting late, the man didn't want to waste any time fooling around, so he got dressed in his fancy suit, and even wore an earring. He likes using his black studs occasionally.

He checked himself in the mirror one last time, then left the bathroom to go find Seokjin.

He found the man standing in the living room, staring at him.

Namjoon kept eyeing him from head to toe.

"Who gave you permission to look this attractive tonight, Mr. Kim. Hmm?" He smirked, making his way towards Seokjin.

"A really good looking man who told me I could buy what ever my heart desired at the mall. He kind of reminds me of you." Seokjin's deep voice made Namjoon's heart race.

Seokjin didn't show his emotions, but on the inside, he was stunned by the man in front of him. Namjoon was making him feel emotions he's never felt before.

He was in love with the way he looked.

"You look so elegant. Everyone's going to envy you for looking this handsome, or as you like to call it: Hot." Seokjin winked, circling around Namjoon until the younger swung his arm over his waist.

"I can say the same about you, they're going to adore you."

He stood up straight, clearing his throat.

"What a gentleman." Seokjin placed his hand around Namjoon's arm as they left the apartment.

Namjoon held the door open for Seokjin, waited for him to enter the car, then he entered the opposite side of the car and turned on the Ignition.

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A two hour drive was necessary to make for Namjoon to arrive to his destination, and they were already late enough, so he sped up in order to get there quicker.

When he stopped the car, Seokjin kept on staring down at himself.

"Don't be nervous, just be yourself." Namjoon held his hand.

"Do I really look alright?" The young man caressed Seokjin's face.

"You look perfect, my love."

And with that being said, they got down from the car. Namjoon could see his mother from far away.

The house looked like a mansion. Seokjin was in a trance by the way the outside of the place looked.

Everything about the house was beautiful.

"Mom, this is my roommate, Kim Seokjin." His mother greeted Seokjin, but the man didn't know if he should speak to her. What would happen if she notices his teeth?

"It's such a pleasure to meet you, Kim Seokjin. What a handsome young man you are!" Seokjin decided to speak.

"The pleasure is all mine. Thank you for inviting me to such an important event, Mrs. Kim." Seokjin bowed down, shaking the woman's hand gently.

"You're such a charmer. Please, come in." She opened the door. Right away, they noticed a lot of people were scattered around everywhere, attending to their own things.

The atmosphere felt relaxing. There wasn't much noise, but there was just enough conversation between every individual person there to echo throughout the entire house.

Everybody was dressed up nicely: Some formal and some casual.

"Please, have a seat." Seokjin thought that Namjoon would sit by his side, but he was too distracted by all of his relatives to even get a chance to look at him.

"Well hello. I don't think we've met yet, have we?" A man asked, holding two glass cups on either side of his hands. He took the empty seat next to Seokjin.

"I believe not. Good evening, sir." Seokjin lowered his head down so that the man didn't notice his teeth.

"I'm Kim Joowon, Namjoon's brother." The sound of Namjoon's name being mentioned echoed through Seokjin's head. He was suddenly interested in keeping a conversation with this strange, yet handsome looking man that sat down next to him.

"It's an honor to meet you. I'm Kim Seokjin, Dr. Kim's patient." Namjoon's mother overheard Seokjin when he mentioned the word "Patient" and went to speak with him.

"Namjoon's patient? But I thought you were my son's roommate."

Seokjin wished he wouldn't have even spoken in the first place.