Colors [Yoonmin]

26.

"Okay, picture this," Jin started as he spread his arms and grinned excitedly.

Namjoon glanced at him for a brief second before returning back to his activity. He was practicing his precision for a brain surgery that he was going to assist in.

Luckily for him, he had no problem tuning extra noise out. He wasn't trying to brag, but he was very capable of multitasking without a second thought.

"You and I are eating a pound of seafood, drinking red wine, and listening to calm music in the background. How does that sound?"

"Sounds fishy." He murmured.

"But just imagine! You're there and you're enjoying our dinner, you're full and satisfied with the meal. You're a little tipsy on the wine and it's great! It's wonderful. We connect and we talk and we laugh. Maybe we fuck. Who knows. A lot can go down after being full and tipsy."

Namjoon remained quiet as he focused more on the action he was doing. He effortlessly made the mark on the center of the circle like he was supposed to. Precision was a must when doing any surgery especially brain surgery.

He slid the paper to the side along with the other fifty he'd done. All which he had nailed and grabbed the last one to put under the microscope.

He looked at it with his left eye now to get practice with that eye as well. Jin then realized what Namjoon was actually doing. He felt guilty for trying to distract him.

Namjoon finished and straightened up, satisfied at his impeccable work. He slid the last page to the side with the others as Jin fascinatingly looked through them.

"Fucking sounds nice. Fine. I'll go to dinner with you, but you're paying."

Jin looked startled, but yet amused. Had he heard right? He couldn't help but smile big and bright as a blank Namjoon got up from his seat and headed out the door.

•••

"He's cooking you dinner?" Jungkook asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah. It's no big deal." Jimin murmured trying to not overthink it, though it was useless. He enjoyed spending time with Yuta. He was a fun guy and very sweet.

They ate lunch occasionally, and he'd walk Jimin to his car, but that was as far as they'd gotten. Sure, there was occasional hand holding and little pecks which Jimin didn't mind.

But something about going to eat dinner with him at his apartment seemed like they were taking the next step. One that Jimin wasn't sure he was ready for.

"Oh, he's trying to fuck." Namjoon stated.

"Ahh! Where'd you come from?" Jimin asked, startled.

"I've been here the whole time."

Jimin looked at Jungkook who nodded in verification. "Yes he has."

"I don't think he is trying to..."

Both Jungkook and Namjoon glanced at him with a questioning look. The realization sunk into Jimin and his eyes widened yet again in horror.

"Oh no. What should I do? What should I do?" He panicked.

"I mean you fuck." Namjoon responded with a shrug.

"He is pretty hot. Like he's very hot." Jungkook added scanning through the chart.

"He is but I don't know if I want to do that yet."

"I'm going to eat seafood with Seokjin. At first I was very hesitant and then after thinking about it I decided to go for it. It's free food. We all do unusual things sometimes."