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“Yoongi. It’s 2am, you’re sleeping, and you get a call— and you pick up, because your phone is henceforth never on silent — Jimin says he wants a foot rub. You say?”
Yoongi grit his teeth and shook his shoulder to get Namjoon’s hand off. “I say, wow, personal assistants should really unionise.”
Namjoon’s eyes widened in a picture of pure horror. “No. No, Yoongi, you don’t say that. What do you say?”
Yoongi looked up at the white ceiling lights. “Yes, Your Highness. Do you need your ass wiped with that?”
(in which Yoongi goes from partner in a law firm to Park Jimin's errand boy. But they're both going through something career-wise, and maybe they can help each other out.)