Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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.Zaina.

I can't remember much from last night, I just remember seeing Namjoon and his smile. But after eating, I was out like a light.

But I woke up from the sunlight through the curtains. I just rubbed my eyes and sat up on my elbows, noticing that I was alone in the bed, in the room in general. I fell back on my bed, my hand blindly wandering the bed for my phone. Once finding it, the first thing I saw was a text message from Jin.

SJ: food. 10am. My room.

You can say please mf

I chuckled and just put my phone down, crawling out of bed. I headed straight to my suitcase, since the room was dead silent, I assumed that Namjoon left already, especially since I was like 10:25am.

I decided to just throw on some leggings and a hoodie, basic stuff since I assume I'm not going anywhere else today. I turned to my suitcase, switched my shorts to leggings and pulled off the shirt that I was wearing and reached into my suitcase to pick a hoodie out of the five that I brought.

And that's when I heard a noise behind me. Footsteps, and then they stopped. Ooooh god... please don't do this to meee... I'm too young to die...

"U-um..?" A familiar voice mumbled. I immediately turned around, as if I couldn't be more shocked.

"Namjoon?!!" I shouted. "I thought you left!"

"I was showering! I just finished getting dressed! And you..." Namjoon's eyes lowered slowly, and then he quickly looked away. I quickly covered my upper body since I only had on my bra. God, how could you do me this wrong?

"How much did you see?" I squinted at him.

"Just your back... it wasn't much." He laughed and turned away.

"Why are you laughing??"

"You're so cute like this."

"Shirtless?" I tilted my head.

"N-no! I'll just go. I'll be outside when you're ready." He hurriedly left the room with a giggle. Are you fucking serious? Like seeing my back and bra straps isn't as bad as it could have been, but... for Namjoon to see me like this?

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"Say nothing. You saw nothing." I stared at Namjoon the second I stepped out of the room, as he was standing beside the door.

"I um... I told Jin." He nervously rubbed his bottom lip and looked away.

"He forced it out of you, didn't he?" I rolled my eyes, starting down the hall and to Jin's room.

"How'd you know?" He followed behind me.

"Well... I've got to know jin pretty well recently." I admitted.

"How so?" He laughed.

"Those are questions you ask him." I smiled.

"You know he'll never tell." He chuckled as we arrived in front of Jin's room.

"Are all them in there?" Before Namjoon could answer, the door opened. Jungkook stood there with wide eyes before running out of the room and engulfing me in a hug, picking me up and everything. It all happened so fast that I missed the majority of it because I blinked. "I missed you too Jungkook." I tried to mutter through strangled breaths.

When he finally let me go, he turned to Namjoon but pointed at me as he spouted off frantically in Korean.

"He said that he knew that it was you. He smelled your conditioner but can't believe that he was right." Namjoon translated.