Little Space with Kim Namjoon 2

II.

The look on Namjoon's face was enough to make even the most emotionless person melt. Yoongi quickly made his way to Namjoon's side, pulling the little into his arms and softly stroking his hair. Thankfully it wasn't long before the younger's sobs turned into sniffles and the rubbing of his face against Yoongi's shoulder stopped. The little was evidently overwhelmed with the situation, despite the fact his tears had run dry, his bottom lip still trembled. However, Yoongi was nothing if not fully prepared for dealing with these kinds of situations.

Yoongi pulled Namjoon into his arms, until the little was lying his head on Yoongi's chest. Taehyung and Jungkook took this as an invisible cue, lying down on each side of Yoongi and wrapping their arms around Namjoon. The little seemed to calm down, unable to stop himself from smiling from all the affection. The three men didn't stand a chance against Namjoon's dimpled smile, their hearts melting at the sight. Slowly, they drifted off to sleep, cocooning their little in love and warmth.

As Yoongi slept with a clingy maknae latching onto his arm and a now calm little on his chest, Taehyung found himself unable to sleep. He can't help but think back on when he had first uncovered Namjoon's secret along with Jungkook. When they slammed the door open, a hundred scenarios had run through his mind, but nothing like what he had seen.

Instead of finding his naked hyungs cuddling after a passionate love fest, there was... well cuddling for sure, but it was the sweet and innocent kind type that melted his heart. Namjoon was dressed in a minion themed onesie, feet clad in fuzzy yellow socks and there was a... pacifier? in his mouth? Taehyung blinked, once. Then again. But the scene didn't change. The two hyungs were frozen by the sudden intrusion, unmoving and seemingly unbreathing if the lack of movement from Namjoon hyung's chest was any indication.

The stillness was disturbed by an almost leery comment from the maknae.

"A onesie, that's kinkier than I expected."

The two men on the bed sprung into action and apart. Yoongi bashing his head against the headboard in his attempt to avoid Namjoon's flailing limbs. Namjoon was tripping over himself, bashing into what seemed like every single piece of furniture in the room in his haste to get to the bathroom. Yoongi winced at the sound of flesh meeting solid but he knew following Namjoon would make things worse. He half crawled, half shuffled off the bed, stalking toward the two youngest members with thinly veiled anger in his eyes.

"You both better have a good fucking reason for being here."

They both swallowed, avoiding eye contact, suddenly finding the carpet super interesting. They knew their silence was answer enough but the sound of short huffs from Yoongi was unnerving. Time felt like it was stretching into eternity and none of the men made many movements.

A lifetime later there was the soft click of the bathroom door, instantly all three heads swung towards the sound. Confident swagger seemed to drip off of Namjoon as he easily walked through the room towards them, clad in his usual leather jacket and jeans combo and a pair of black shades. If it wasn't for the way Namjoon hyung's hand trembled slightly as he slicked back his hair with his fingers, Taehyung would have thought the last twenty minutes was a dream.

Namjoon, looked at the two youngest members, head tilted but eyes hidden by the shades.

"You didn't see anything, am I clear?"

The two youngers nodded their heads so ferociously that Taehyung swear he felt his brain rattling in his skull.

"Joo-"

Namjoon cut his hyung off with a hand, palm raised in the space between them.

"Today never happened."

Namjoon turned his head towards his hyung.

"In fact all of this never happened."

Heartbreak bled into Yoongi's tone, "but we ju-"

"This wa-" Namjoon cleared his throat when his voice broke and the sound made Taehyung's heart ache.

"This was a mistake."

"Joonie I- Joonie th-"

"Enough, let's just go home."

"Bu-"

"Home. Yoongi. Now."

Taehyung couldn't help but shudder at the cold and curt tone Namjoon took, the fact his dropped the honorific and Yoongi's only response was getting teary eyed made Taehyung realise him and Jungkook had majorly fucked up. As they made their way back to the dorm, Taehyung wondered whether Namjoon hyung's back had always been that unfamiliar.

AN: hi y'all been a hot minute (read: year oops) but here's a particularly emotional chapter for you <3

ps. i also have the first chapter up for my yoongi littlespace fic! you can find it on my page ~

pss. if you get the chance please check out my ot7 soulmate fic titled "our soul" which can be found on my page 🖤