"Good morning, Seokjin!" Boa greeted as she arrived at the flower shop.
Seokjin looked up, a smile on his face. "You're not late today. That's such a surprise! Did something happen at school? Oh—why are you wet?"
Boa nodded. "Something did happen. Someone set the sprinklers off during the middle of class. The principal decided to let us go since it was nearing the end of the school day."
"Well, that was very fortunate. Change into your uniform," he commanded with a click of the tongue. "Your shirt is white."
Boa smacked her forehead. "Sorry, Seokjin, I forgot. My bad!"
She walked into the changing room, just in time to see Namjoon taking off his shirt. She walked to her locker and opened it, shoving her bag into it and taking out her uniform.
"Hey, Boa, how was school?" Namjoon asked, turning around as she unbuttoned her shirt.
"It was good. Someone pulled the fire alarm though, but it gave me the chance to come to work early," she answered.
Namjoon took a peek behind him, instantly regretting it. He sighed to himself, his hormones getting the best of him.
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Florists | Kim Namjoon ✓Fanfiction
"Is that my photo you're jacking off to?" "What? No, you're crazy." "You're literally holding a photo of me and your hand is on your shaft." In which Namjoon's coworker catches him masturbating in the break room. Started: 03/14/2018 Finished: 03/19...