On the way back to her house, she decided she would wear a dress but would not put on any make up as that might give her away if he remembered what happened the day before. She heard her phone buzzing in her back pocket and ignored it, driving passed the warehouse without looking at it. She arrived at her house shortly after, seeing her brother playing video games in the living room.

"Move over thot, let me play." She says, taking a seat next to him.

"Welcome home fuckwad, mind if I say no?" He asks.

"It's sweet that you pretend to actually care about my feelings. Give me the controller or else I'll lay the ultimate beat down on you like I did to Sera." She glares at him.

At the mention of their sister's name, he tenses up and gives her the controller. She smiles in victory and continued playing Super Mario, beating every boss that her brother couldn't. She heard him get up and start walking away, obviously pouting.

"Hey, Isei, get you ass back over here. Here's your stupid controller. I gotta get ready for a date anyway." Y/N stands and shoves the white controller into his hand.

"Like anyone would actually want to go out with you." He mutters as he takes it from her.

Ouch, that really hurt dipshit.

Of course, she would never let him have the satisfaction of knowing he hurt her so she kicked his back instead, sending him flying into the ground. He coughed and looked back at her with a glare. She looked at him coldly and gave him a more intense glare, making him shrink back in fear.

"Tell me something like that again and you'll end up like Mr. Park." She growls at him.

"Alright, kids that's enough. Y/N, you're going on a date?" Their mother came into the room with a soothing voice.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am." Y/N replies, giving Isei one last glare before turning to her mom.

"Would you mind telling me who you're going with?" She asks.

"Oh, just some kid from class. Mr. G is having us do a project for class and I was paired up with Namjoon. We're doing the marriage project where we pretend to be married and we have to write reports on how things are going and stuff. Which reminds me, I'm going over to his house on Thursday, I'll be there for two weeks. Then he's coming over to mine for two weeks and it keeps going until the final assignment is done. Hope you don't mind but I'm gonna stay with Auntie for the duration of this project so he doesn't get mixed up with our family. See you guys later, love you Mom." As Y/N talks, she walks into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of water.

She walks out of the room and up the stairs, turning into her bedroom. She closes the door and sets her water on her dresser.

"Alright, what's a good dress to wear? Nothing too slutty but not something that screams virgin." She walks into her closet and looks at all of her dresses.

She takes out a flowy sundress and a semi tight blue dress, looking in the mirror to decide.

"The sundress might be best. It's just a date after all, no need to get dolled up for no reason." She says, putting the blue dress back.

Her phone buzzes in her back pocket once more and she takes it out with a sigh, seeing an unknown number appear on the screen.

???
Hey, it's Namjoon. Text me your address so I can pick you up for our date.

She quickly saves the number before texting him back.

Y/N
Actually, could you tell me what place it is? I don't know you that well to give you my address

Idiot 🙄
Oh, uh yeah, it's called Hanji Dome. Please be there by 6, I don't want the reservations to go to waste.

Y/N
Of course, I'll see you then

Y/N tossed her phone onto her bed and changed her clothes, putting on a pair of ballet flats to complete her look. She looks in a mirror and decides that it's good enough for a date. She fixes her glasses and goes to her dresser, taking a sip of water. She goes back downstairs to see her mom sitting on the couch watching Isei play Super Mario. She looks at her phone and decides that it was a good time to leave.

"Bye eomma, I'll see you later." She waves as she crosses the room to the front door.

"Bye honey, have a nice date." She smiles warmly up at Y/N.

"Dont get knocked up, the world doesn't need or want mini Y/N's running around." Isei says without looking at her.

"Fuck you too." Y/N replies as she leaves.

She walks down the hall and presses a button for the elevator, humming to herself as she hears it being pulled up. There's a high pitched 'ding' before the elevator doors open, showing a tall man in a business suit. Y/N smiles and steps to the side to let him pass.

"You look nice, Y/N. I hope you're not doing anything too dangerous today?" He asks.

"Don't worry, I'm not doing anything like that today. I'll see you later dad." She walks into the elevator and waves as the doors close.

She clears her throat and presses the button labeled 'L'. She leans against the wall and watches as the red numbers count down from 55 to the ground floor. The elevator music was soft but annoying at the same time. She turns around to watch the city come closer through the glass window, seeing people move on the sidewalks and cars parked on the streets. She stares at them even when the people on the streets could see her. 

The elevator dings once more and she turns to see the doors open to the L/N Enterprises logo mounted on the wall. She walks out into the hall and crosses the lobby to get to the large double doors that lead to the courtyard. She walks out and sucks in a breath, seeing a dead bird right in front of her. She makes a disgusted face and finds a stick, using it to move the bird under some bushes in the grass. She throws the stick away and continues to walk out of the vicinity, putting in her earbuds before turning on some music.

"Hit you with that ddu ddu du." She sings along  with the music as she walks down the street, closer to Hanji Dome.

Her focus from the music is taken away as she nears the restaurant. She walks up the small flight of stairs and puts her earbuds in her purse, opening the door only to get hit with cold air from the restaurants AC. She steps inside and sees the daylight slowly fade as the doors close behind her. She takes a step forward to talk to a host behind a small podium but stops when she feels a hand on her arm. She tensed and was ready to throw hands at whoever touched her but relaxed once she saw familiar peach dyed hair.

"Hey, glad you could make it! Our table is right over there." Namjoon points in the direction in front of them.

She nodded and allowed Namjoon to take her to their seats. Once seated, she reached into her purse and grabbed a small notebook and a pencil, setting it down on the table.

"What's that for?" Namjoon asks.

"Notes. If you're going to tell me about yourself, I might as well write it down so I can remember everything. I need inspiration to write the vows so why not bring a notebook?" Y/N replies.

Namjoon found himself not being able to answer and just shook his head. He was about to say that it was sweet that she wanted to remember the things about him but it seemed that all she cared about was the assignment. He sighed internally and picked up the menu, immediately regretting choosing a very expensive restaurant for a date that's not even a date. Y/N, on the other hand, knew exactly what was on the menu and knew exactly what she wanted as her family ate at this restaurant quite often.

"So, have you been here before?" Namjoon asks.

"Nope, I'm gonna look at the menu. Do you know what's good?" She asks, looking up at him.

"Ah, I hear the salmon is pretty good. The ribeye is supposed to be fantastic." Namjoon smiles at her.

Fuck the ribeye, Isei has it all the time. Namjoon has obviously never been here and obviously didn't know what he was getting himself into when he made reservations here.

"Okay, I think I'll have the salmon." Y/N says, closing the menu.

Namjoon smiles as she takes his advice on the food and looks down at his own menu, worried about what the total cost of everything will be.

"Namjoon, what's with that look on your face? Are you worried you won't be able to pay for everything?" Y/N asks, picking up on his tense figure.

"What? Are you crazy? Why would I be worried about that? I've got a pretty good bank account." Namjoon nervously laughs.

"Pretty good as in $200? You do realize one entree is about $150 yes?" Y/N raises an eyebrow.

"I know." He gives in and looks in his lap, embarrassed about trying and failing to impress the girl in front of him.

"If push comes to shove, I could pay for mine." Y/N says.

"What? But the guys are supposed to pay for the girl!" Namjoon insists.

"Hah, what a stereotype, I can pay for myself thank you very much. I appreciate the sweet sentiment but I have more money than what you're worth so I'll pay for your food too." Y/N says.

"More money than what I'm worth? And how, might I ask, do you have all of this money?" Namjoon asks.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, what do I say?

"I've done a lot of assignments for Hoseok, the numbers really add up if you save it all." Y/N replies.

Fucking shit, that was close.

"Alright you got me there. I thought you were gonna say you were a prostitute." Namjoon laughs.

Y/N stares at Namjoon with furrowed eyebrows, shaking her head in disappointment.

"You must really think that low of me then." She says softly, writing something down in her notebook.

"What? No, it was just a joke." Namjoon snaps out of his playful state and starts to feel bad about what he had said.

Y/N was about to say something when a waiter came to take their order, saving her from having to talk to Namjoon about how stupid his joke was.

"I have a job." She says once the waiter had left.

"Huh?" Namjoon asks.

"At the cafe next to the warehouses down the block a ways. I work there everyday from 5 to pretty late at night. I thought you should know since I'm going to be living with you for a while." Y/N says as she takes a sip of her soda.

"Oh, okay. I'm on the football team so I'm gonna have practices here and there." Namjoon says.

"I already knew that. The point of this date is to get to know things about your partner that you didn't know before. Things I know about you, let's see. You're the quarterback, you're 18, you rap underground, you're too smart for your own good, you're a fuckboy and you've slept with every girl in school. Every girl, except for one." Y/N says, annoyed that she has to explain simple things to a boy who already knows everything.

It was silent for a minute as Namjoon didn't think she actually paid attention to him.

"Well, look who did their research. Since you know so much about me, tell me about you. Why are you always reading books about sex?" Namjoon asks.

Y/N immediately snaps out of her annoyed mindset and blinks at Namjoon, starting to laugh.

"Why? Because I don't have internet, it's the closest thing I can get to porn." Y/N says behind her hands that concealed her smile.

Namjoon coughs and begins to laugh along with her.

"Fair enough, how about your mom and dad? They nice to you?" Namjoon asks.

"Oh, I actually live with my aunt. My parents are always travelling and can't be bothered to settle. So I live with Auntie Jen." Y/N says.

"Ah, sorry to hear that." Namjoon replies.

"Why are you sorry? Auntie Jen is the shit." Y/N says.

The waiter comes back and sets their food in front of them.

"What about you? What are your parents like?" Y/N asks.

"My mom is the best, you know? She always knows what wrong even if you try to hide it and she knows exactly what to say when you're sad. My dad, well, I never knew him. He died when I was little but mom says he was her hero. He was in the military when he died, his picture is the only thing I remember him by." Namjoon says.

"Holy shit Namjoon, that got too sad, too fast. You could have said he was out of the picture, I would have gotten the memo." Y/N says with a mouthful of food.

Namjoon shrugs and starts to eat his food, hearing Y/N talk about something from school.

"This wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be." Y/N says.

"What do you mean? Am I not entertaining you enough?" Namjoon puts on an ugly pout face that makes Y/N roll her eyes.

"You are, it's just that...I thought I wasn't going to have a good time." She says.

"A good time? Wanna know something that will make you have a great time?" Namjoon asks.

"If you're going to talk about your dick, then no, I don't want to know." Y/N says.

"How did you know?" Namjoon asks.

Y/N looks at him to see his expression completely serious and shakes her head.

What am I going to do with you?

Her phone buzzes in her purse and she takes it out, seeing a text from Zico.

Z
I'll pick you up, where are you?

Y/N
In a little bit, I'm still eating.

Z
Save room for dessert 😉

Y/N blushes and rolls her eyes, leaving him on read as she sets her phone down.

"So what do you do at your job?" Namjoon asks.

Y/N's heart jumped in her chest as she hears him ask the question but then realizes that he was talking about her 'cafe' job.

"Oh, I'm a cook. I'm usually in the back most of the time." Y/N says.

"That's pretty cool, could you cook for me sometime?" Namjoon asks.

"Maybe. I'm gonna go pay for our food, I'll be right back." She gets up and goes to the front of the restaurant.

Namjoon nods and watches she leaves, his eyes wandering to where she was sitting to see that she had left her notebook and her phone. Her phone buzzed a few times and he had to admit that he was curious but there was no way that he would invade her privacy like that. But then there was the notebook full of notes about him.

Did she really pay attention? It wouldn't hurt to just have a peek right?

He looks in the direction she left in to see her still walking toward the host podium. He blinks and reached over the table, grabbing the small book. He takes a deep breath and opens it as he exhales, seeing words scribbled on pages.

'Can be stupid but knows what he's talking about at times.'

He chuckles at the first thing she wrote.

'Don't bring up dad, his mom sounds nice. I wonder what she looks like.'

He goes down further into the page and scrunches his eyebrows together when he reads something that doesn't make any sense.

'Probably best if he doesn't make anything for us, might blow up in his face. Looks strong enough to fight but his attitude is everywhere.'

"What the hell does she mean?" He asks himself.

He closes the book and quickly puts it back before she walks back to the table. She gives him a smile as she slides back into the booth.

"Alright we're all paid for, my friend is going to pick me up so please don't worry about me." Y/N says as she picks up her phone.

Z
Place please??

Y/N
Hanji Dome

Z
Omw

"Are you sure? I could give you a ride back to your house." Namjoon says.

"Nah, I'm not going back to my house. I'm spending the night at my friend's." Y/N replies.

"Ah, well have fun." He says.

I plan to.

"I hope so." She gives him a small smile.

"Thank you, for paying. You really didn't need to." Namjoon rubs the back of his neck.

"The check was $346.50. Yes, I needed to." She laughs.

"Holy shit, it was that much? I'm so sorry, I'll pay you back." Namjoon goes pale at the amount of money Y/N spent on their date.

"Don't worry about it, my friend is here. I'll see you later I guess. Don't forget anything I told you, the vows are due tomorrow." Y/N wags a finger at him.

"Yes ma'am, I'll have it done." Namjoon salutes and watches as she leaves, walking up to a guy who looked vaguely familiar to him.

He sighs when she was out of sight and stands up, going to the lobby. The noise of the restaurant didn't hide the whispers about him.

"He was with Y/N L/N right? Is he her new toy? I feel bad." He heard a girl say under her breath.

He ignored it and went outside to his car, getting into the drivers side. He looks out the front windshield and sees his reflection, a look of confusion on his face.

"She can't possibly be part of the L/N family, she said she lives with her aunt. Plus she has a job and she gets most of her money from Hoseok." He starts to talk to himself.

"But then again, she could be hiding something. I wished I cared enough to find out what it is but she has her own reasons for keeping things from me. I should respect her privacy, we're going to be married after all." Namjoon nods his head and starts his car.

"But if she really is hiding something then I will figure out what it is by the end of this project. I swear on my life I will find out." Namjoon says.