The Flower I Saw That Day

Weird

VI )

Namjoon thinks Seokjin is weird.
Well, not the kind of weird that would question one's sanity or morality. But a complicated kind of weird . a not been seen , touched, felt or experienced kind at that , Namjoon concludes , as he looks across the usually non executive kitchen to find his Hyung behind the stove, somehow managing to bring out a delicious intoxicating smell from the ingredients he's stirfrying in the pan. He salivates at the heavenly smell, daring to steal a fried piece of meet before getting smacked on hand ."Ya Kim Namjoon! There's not enough meet for Everyone, you're ruining your appetite!" Seokjin cries in annoyance and Namjoon grins ,leaning on the nearby counter to get a better look at his hyung's Cooking. It's been six months since Seokjin has moved to their dorm . Six months since the day Namjoon took interest in the pink Doraemon band aids and used them occasionally here and there . There were six people in their small dorm now. Seven including himself. Jimin and Jungkook were the next ones who got accepted in their company's audition . Both younger and perhaps, more talented than Namjoon. Jimin was a kind, extraverted boy who managed to make everyone fall in love with him in a blink of an eye.Namjoon could even say he had the power to wrap almost everyone's heart around his tiny pinky in an instant. Jungkook was, on the other hand, a shy, introverted kid with a lot of appetite and a pair of bright doe eyes . a gifted kid who was the true definition of Jack of all trades , as Yoongi would put , and Namjoon agrees . The kid could sing ,rap and dance like a top star idol while only being fifteen. Had a face that people would kill just to have a single glance at and all the other things Namjoon simply lacked . What Namjoon couldn't comprehend was how Jungkook threw all his great shots of joining the greatest companies , Just to be where his "Rapmon Hyung" was . he couldn't understand the reason behind the Younger boy's obsession over him, or the way he stared at his thighs with those admiring eyes of his - Namjoon found that very funny sometimes -
Sometimes Jungkook would call him randomly, just to coo at his confused reaction . " Rapmon Hyung is so cool ." He would exclaim then like an innocent child, clapping his hands in excitement , and Namjoon would smile at him, ruffling his messy bangs fondly. But Namjoon would still tell him off for it in his heart, knowing in reality how uncool he was in all his glory of flesh and bones. to Namjoon, Jungkook and Jimin were weird too . But then there was also Taehyung, the cute boy with his oversized Jacket and thick voice , moving in with them at the latest minutes possible. He was bright and social, around Jimin's age and his long lasting best friend of highschool. Before Namjoon had begun to notice, he started making friends with everyone, including the shy Jungkook and introverted Yoongi, and in a matter of half a week, The dorm was a beautiful work of chaos thanks to Taehyung being the proud leader of it . Honestly Namjoon couldn't complain. If anything, he was thankful for it . When it was only him and Yoongi, the two would always be in the eternal energy saving mood, and it always left Hoseok sighing in sheer boredom . But now, it was like they had three kindergartner kids __ four, if you wanted to include Hoseok, their partner in crimes__straight outta their sugar rush session, with Seokjin being their ever so sweet caring parent. Taehyung was weird too, Namjoon concluded after one week of Having him as their 7th member, even weirder than Jungkook or Jimin . but that was okay. That was Namjoon's source of energy to go sometimes. He found himself getting used to their loud presence sooner than he wanted to admit, and there was Him and Seokjin too. They had been spending more times recently , the reason for that? "Namjoon-ah, let's go to that Gimbap place after this." Seokjin blurted out one day during their dance practice out of the blue, leaving Namjoon puzzled and amused. "Sure Hyung, should I tell the others to gather outside after?" He replies after a while, wiping the sweat off his forehead. Surely he's feeling lonely and bored and wants me to gather everyone for a nightly fun, he reasons within his mind . before getting cut off by his his bright voice. "No need for that. Just me and you ." Seokjin smiles at his confused expression. "But why?" Namjoon can't help but to ask, looking at Seokjin's unreadable almond shaped eyes and he just shrugs, throwing a water bottle at him before leaving the room . "No reason.just wanted to spend some time with you." And who was Namjoon to deny such a heavenly request after having it rough all day?
After that night of eating raw fish Kimbaps and drinking a few glasses of Soju, Namjoon found it even harder to turn down Seokjin's requests , no matter what they were . he realized that he would want to do anything in order to discover Seokjin and his wonders. whether it be doing laundries with him at 7 in the morning in the cold stuffed bathroom or staying up late just to watch boring soap shows while he ranted about how he hated the plot but loved their acting. Namjoon found he didn't mind spending his time that way when Seokjin flashed his bright smile at him at the end of the day . Seokjin had that effect. and Namjoon couldn't get enough of it.
"Is it good?" It takes Namjoon a good few seconds to find that the older is referring to the food, and he nods in earnest. Because really, there was no way on earth Seokjin's cooking could taste foul. "It is. How did you learn to cook like that, hyung?" He asks, pointing to the mixture of meat and zucchini and soy sauce whatever in the frying pan . Seokjin looks at him with a teasing smirk. "Why? Wanna finally start learning how to cook?" Namjoon snorts, lightly punching him in the arm . " Would you make use of your presence and bring me some black beans paste from the fridge?" Namjoon obeys instantly, making his way to their small fridge. " I learned it from my mom. I was eager to learn and she needed a hand to help her with the kitchen stuff." Namjoon stares down at his crafty hands, nimbly flipping the mixture , before leaving the paste on the counter. "Why do you love it so much though, it's always been a pain in the ass for me ." Namjoon mumbles, clearly jealous of his hyung's skills at making such a lovely meal for everyone. One of the many things Namjoon fails to accomplish, probably for the rest of his life. Seokjin halts, shoving a mouthful of veggies into Namjoon's mouth. Laughing when his face scrunches in disgust. "Because I love food, and I love it when I cook them for the people I cherish. When I see their face delighted with joy while eating them, I feel like I'm happy too ."
Namjoon thinks it's a cheesy answer. But not when it comes out of Seokjin's mouth. Seokjin is always honest and earnest , just like his name . And when he sees Seokjin's happy eyes that are focused on the frying pan, he can't help but to remember Yoongi's question.
"Hyung, what does happiness look like?"
Seokjin snorts, looking at Namjoon's serious expression with a fake frown. " Where did that come from ?" He sighs dramatically, flipping his hair with one hand , and Namjoon catches himself staring too unnecessarily long . " How would I know? Isn't happiness something different for everyone?" Seokjin finally admits, adding more paste to the already seasoned mixture. "But I can say that, right now standing behind this stove, cooking Jjangmiyeon for everyone and talking to you, I'm happy Namjoon-ah." Namjoon stares at him in confusing and awe . Because of course, Seokjin is the kind of person to always say the right thing, even when it's not intended. " Aren't you happy too ?" Seokjin asks him all of a sudden , a little more worried this time. And Namjoon wants to tell him not to worry about him . That he's not worth it . Because he's not Seokjin and he's not sincere. But instead he finds himself smiling at him fondly. "If you are, then I am too ." And he doesn't mind Seokjin teasing him afterwards and call him a cheese ball , because honestly, Seokjin is Weird. And Namjoon feels selfish for wanting to discover him all on his own .