Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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"Done." Namjoon finished his letter just as the time had hit 2:30pm. "I hope I didn't take too long." He smiled at me as he sat on the other side of the bed that I was laying on. "What do you want for lunch?" He looked to the menu. "No answer? I'll pick." He put it down to pick up the hotel phone. He ordered a couple dishes as well as drinks before putting the phone down with a satisfied smile.

"Did the cake's effects wear off already?" I asked.

"Why? Do you miss them?" He smirked down at me.

"You wish." I snickered, rolling my eyes.

"Not sure if it's still the cake, but it's so hard to not have my hands on you right now." He sighed and shoved his hands in his hoodie pockets.

"If its not the cake," I motioned him over. "But if it is, stay over there. You're just tryna fuck me." I chuckled and rolled onto my side to look away from him.

"What if it is the cake, but I'm not just tryna fuck you?"

"Doubt it." He crawled into bed anyway, immediately attached to my backside and holding our bodies together. "I knew it."

"This isn't a sign of me wanted to fuck you. I just want you near me." He admitted, tucking his head into my neck. "I was also promised a reward?"

"Oh, right." I turned around slightly to place a soft kiss on his cheek, like I promised after he finished his letter. But I should have known better than to expose my lips to him, because he quickly captured them. He kissed me passionately, a hand on my cheek while the other one still held my body. While I wanted to enjoy this intimacy with him, I didn't want it from a sex drug. I pulled his hand away and turned back around.

"Is something wrong?" He mumbled into shoulder.

"I don't wanna do this type of stuff while you're high on sex enhancers, and I'm unable to deny you. It doesn't feel genuine." I sighed.

"Of course, Zaina." He gave my waist a hug and kissed me on the cheek before moving away a little and crawling off the bed to go get his phone from his desk. "So what makes you think the cake was drugged?"

"Jimin told me. He said that Jin accidentally bought a sex party cake. And then started flirting with me, so I knew it was legit." I explained as I turned to my phone again.

"I wonder why you're not feeling the same affects I am then."

"How much did you eat?"

"About a quarter of it." He smiled.

"That's why. I only had about half a slice because Jungkook ate the rest while my back was turned."

"Yeah Jin and Jungkook ate a lot, I wonder how they're holding up." He chuckled.

.Namjoon.

So I'm sure we all know that we ate a cake that was spiked with sex enhancers, right?

HS: no, but that explains a lot

YG: yeah, explains exactly why Jimin has been knocking on my door for the last hour

JM: doesn't explain why you won't let me in tho

JK: he doesn't want you hyung

JK: I want you

YG: get the fuck out

JM: don't fight over me boys, there enough of this ass to go around

SJ: I don't have many regrets... but trying to cheer up Zaina with a cake from LA is definitely one

TH: can someone come to my room please?