Love Is Not Over || Namgi || ✔

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"Yoongi-hyung, you remembered to get us some popcorn, right?" Namjoon questioned the moment Yoongi walked through the door – this week it was his turn to buy their groceries – to which Yoongi just smiled, pulling out the box of microwavable popcorn he had bought. He could never forget the popcorn. Or, more accurately, Namjoon would never let him forget the popcorn.

"Extra butter?" Namjoon peered at the box closer, trying to answer his own question.

"Yeah, yeah," Yoongi slung the box onto the table next to Namjoon. "Decided to get you a treat this time. We can't always have it, though, it's seriously unhealthy."

"I know, hyung. I like it though," Namjoon threw Yoongi a fake pout that Yoongi just smiled at before the younger man eagerly opened the box, taking out a packet of his favorite movie-time snack and putting it in the microwave.

Six years after they had first met, now the two of them were roommates, had been for a few years now at this point. Yoongi was 22 and Namjoon was 21, and in all the time that's passed, Yoongi's feelings for Namjoon had only grown stronger.

The demanding schedule of college left little time for them to spend with each other outside of simply doing their coursework in the same room, but they did all they could with the time they did have. And that was why the two of them were doing what they were doing right now - their weekly Friday movie night.

This week, like most weeks, they were going to watch some historical-themed movie that Yoongi had already forgotten the name of, since historical movies were Namjoon's favorites and Yoongi never had the heart to tell him that the genre bored him. He would never want to see that spark in Namjoon's eyes when Yoongi agreed to his movie picks disappear, so he just went along with it.

The movies themselves were never his favorite part of their movie nights, anyways. Namjoon was.

After ten minutes, seven of which were spent cleaning up the popcorn kernels that spilled on the floor when Namjoon accidentally dropped the hot popcorn packet after opening it and then heating up another bag, the two of them ended up sitting on the couch next to each other, the title sequence beginning to play.

This part was what Yoongi liked. Him and Namjoon, close together, sharing a bowl of popcorn between them. The word domestic had popped into his head once to describe it, the thought immediately putting a smile on his face. Thankfully, Namjoon had just thought he was smiling at one of the jokes in the movie at the time.

He paid a bit of attention to the movie in case Namjoon wanted to discuss it at some point, which Namjoon usually did, but most of his mind was focused on Namjoon.

Namjoon's shoulder right next to his. His hand brushing against Yoongi's. Their legs bumping together occasionally under the blanket they shared since Namjoon often got cold if he sat in one place for too long.

Small things. They were all small things. But to Yoongi, each touch added more fuel to the warmth in his heart, each time Namjoon giggled at a scene next to him sending a rush of dopamine through his brain.

The little physical contact they made always had Yoongi happy. Content. Hopeful even, sometimes.

Abruptly, he felt the weight of Namjoon's head drop onto his shoulder, his hair tickling the side of Yoongi's neck. Dropping his eyes, Yoongi saw a scene that always seemed just as beautiful as the first time he had seen it - Namjoon's peaceful sleeping face, eyes closed and soft snores escaping a slight pout every few seconds. He allowed himself to smile then, brushing Namjoon's hair away from his forehead and observing him for a few moments.

He really had no idea how anyone could be so handsome yet so adorable at the same time.

As much as Yoongi was tempted to gaze just a bit longer, it was becoming a difficult task to keep his own eyes open now. It was late, the movie only a few minutes away from its end. With a yawn, Yoongi let his head droop to the left towards Namjoon, holding the boy just a bit closer before he drifted off to sleep as well.