Sugar Rush

56

Namjoon got out of the room dressed in a polo t-shirt and ripped jeans. He went to the kitchen to find a bottle to drink water when he smelled something. Smoke. Who the hell was smoking? He followed the smell and found himself on the balcony. "Hyung?"

Seokjin turned back and he had a cigarette between his fingers and smoke coming out of his mouth. "Oh." He quickly put the cigarette off in the ashtray and turned back completely, "You are dressed."

"You smoke?" Namjoon asked innocently. It wasn't supposed to be offensive, but Namjoon was genuinely shocked. He had never seen Seokjin smoke in the past six months. Maybe he did smoke but just didn't do it in front of Namjoon.

Seokjin sighed. "Don't tell anyone about this. I had left this thing a long time ago." He said pointing at the ashtray, "But I am just really stressed for a few weeks now and... just couldn't resist the urge. Please don't tell anyone. Especially Yoongi. He will be very upset if he finds out."

Namjoon nodded and went near Seokjin, "Next time you have this urge, just find me. I'll make it better."

Seokjin smiled sweetly at Namjoon. He hooked his hands around Namjoon, "And how would you do that?"

Namjoon chuckled and leaned down, one hand cupping Seokjin's cheek and another around his waist, "Like this." he leaned down and connected their lips in a smooth kiss. Though Namjoon could taste the bitterness of the cigarette on Seokjin's lips and he didn't like it, he continued to kiss Seokjin. The innocent kiss turned heated when Seokjin opened his lips, inviting Namjoon to use his tongue. The shudder fell down his body when Namjoon used his tongue, exploring Seokjin's mouth and pushing it deep into his throat. Seokjin broke the kiss with a groan.

He smiled at Namjoon dreamily, eyes filled with lust and passion, "I can definitely get addicted to this."

Namjoon chuckled, "Good." He brushed the pad of his thumb against Seokjin's cheek, "I know you are stressed and very busy, but I am free for a couple of weeks. If I get into JM through the interview, I'll still have three weeks before I start the job. So you can call me whenever you like."

Seokjin raised on his toes and placed a small peck on Namjoon's lips, "Thank you, baby." He placed his head on Namjoon's chest, hands around his waist and sighed. Yeah, he can definitely get addicted to this. Namjoon's hands around his shoulders felt like he was being protected against all his worries and problems. He felt safe and grounded. A buzz on Seokjin's indicated that Mew and Gulf were ready to leave. Namjoon broke the hug and intertwined their fingers before leaving the house. They met Mew and Gulf waiting for the elevator in the lobby.

"You alright?" Namjoon patted Gulf's back.

Gulf nodded, "Yeah. Much better."

As they sped through the streets, Mew driving the car with Seokjin sitting on the passenger seat and Gulf and Namjoon in the back, they discussed where they should eat. It was still 9 o'clock and all the places would be crowded by now. Before they could reach a final decision, Namjoon's phone rang.

Yo, Joon hyung! When are you coming back?

Namjoon chuckled as he heard Jungkook's voice, "I am with Seokjin hyung. We are going out to eat."

Oh really? Why don't you just come home with him? Yoongi hyung and Hoseok hyung are here. We are ordering chicken. You should join us too!

Namjoon sighed, "We are not alone. His brother and Gulf are with us."

Oh, come on, hyung! The more the merrier. Come home. Oh, and while you are at it, bring soju for all of us. Okay, bye!

Namjoon shook his head and looked at Mew and then at Gulf, "Hoseok hyung and Yoongi hyung are at my house. They invited us there to eat."

Seokjin nodded and looked at Mew, "I'll give you the directions."

"Also, we have to pick up soju in the middle."

Seokjin just hummed in response and looked at Gulf through the rearview mirror, "This will definitely lift your mood."

As they reached Namjoon's house, he entered the code and as soon as the door opened, the voice of laughter and chatting came out.

"Oh," Taehyung smiled, greeting them, "Welcome to my humble abode. Please have a seat."

Yoongi and Jimin were sitting on the couch and Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook were on the floor, surrounding the wooden coffee table. Jimin shifted from the couch to the ground with the trio, making more space for the new arrivals. Namjoon turned to Mew, "He is Mew, Seokjin's brother." Then turned to Gulf, "He is Gulf. My student."

Jungkook's eyes went wide when he saw how tall Gulf was, "Boy you are tall! How tall are you?"

Gulf smiled shyly, "185 cm" (6'2")

"Wha! You are gonna make Jimin feel hella small." Jungkook snickered.

Jimin hit him on the head, "Aish, this brat! Do you want to die?" But then he turned to Gulf, "Oh, I have seen you somewhere. You play football at KNU don't you?"

Gulf nodded, "All my high school friends are in KNU. So they invite me to play whenever they are having a match. Or just practising." He said as they settled on the couch with Seokjin sitting next to Yoongi followed by Mew and Gulf sat on the single couch.

Jimin nodded, "Right. They can't win without you anyway." Jimin said nonchalantly, making Gulf blush

Yoongi sniffed a little and then turned to Seokjin with narrow eyes, "You smoked again."

Seokjin's eyes went wide and he gulped, "N-no! Why would I?"

Yoongi raised his eyebrows, "Then why do you smell of cigarette?"

"Because the guy behind us at the convenience store was smoking." Namjoon was quick to answer. "When we went to buy the soju. I think that's why he smells like that."

Yoongi nodded and turned his attention to Jimin instead. Seokjin got up from there and sat beside Namjoon resting his head on Namjoon's shoulder, "Thank you." He whispered quietly.

The chicken was passed on to the people around with the bottle of soju. They laughed and talked about various things as the mood lightened up. In this chaos, Gulf got to know so many things. Like how Seokjin had only two actual friends and he was happy with it. Hoseok was in a relationship with both Taehyung and Jungkook. Yoongi and Jimin were boyfriends. Namjoon, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin weren't childhood friends as he thought them to be and yet they were closer than a family. How Jungkook got a little shy around Hoseok and Taehyung but would call out Jimin even at the smallest opportunity. Seokjin was right. This definitely lifted his mood. He was starting to have a stomach ache by how much he had laughed in the past hour and a half. Mew, Yoongi and Hoseok had embarrassing stories about Seokjin making Namjoon laugh. Seokjin took his revenge by telling how big of a brat Mew was when he was a teen, to which Gulf giggled, looking at Mew. The table turned when Jungkook told everyone how Namjoon was supposed to cook the dinner and he burnt the pan, while the ingredients in the pan were still raw. No one knew how on earth he managed to do that.

"But he improved significantly after that," Jimin added. "Now he just needs someone to look after him when he cooks. It's not that he can't cook. He is just too clumsy to finish it properly. So with guidance and supervision, he can make decent food."

Seokjin nodded as he sipped on his soju. "I'll have to take care of you in my kitchen, then." Namjoon's eyes went wide as a pink blush settled on his neck.

"That sounded so wrong." Mew rolled his eyes, making everyone laugh.

"Think what you want," Seokjin said with an irritated voice.

Slowly everyone started to get tipsy and dizzy. Taehyung got up and sighed, "I think you guys should sleep here. I am sure you can't drive home right now. We have four bedrooms and plenty of pillows and blankets. So make yourself comfortable." He turned to Mew and Gulf, "Call for me or Namjoon hyung if you guys need something."