His bunnyboy

Chapter 6: JM

I've been at Namjoon's for 6 days now and it's been nice. He's just as nice and cool as I remember and he's so easy to live with. I don't feel the need to put on an act. He makes me feel very comfortable, it already feels like home. Just like when where we grew up. All the countless nights staying up late playing video games, sitting on his bed. Our arms would sometimes brush against each other. Sometimes his hand would linger on my shoulder, a few seconds longer than normal but not long enough to understand what it meant. I would think about whether or not Namjoon liked me as more than a friend but I never had the courage to asked.. I didn't want to lose him if didn't. I couldn't ruin our friendship like that.

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I'm glad I moved in with him, but I do find myself wanting more.. to snuggle him every time we watch something together. It had become a nightly routine for us after dinner. Along with the urge to hold his hand when we go on walks together. I don't want to be afraid to touch him.. I keep imaging kissing him in the middle of him expressing his love for writing and the pride that vibrates off of him when he talks about how happy he is that so many people have loved his books. I truly love seeing him so happy and successful. It only makes me what to near him that much more. I'm just worried that even if on the off chance that he feels the same way, something bad will inevitably happen. I don't want that with Namjoon, it would break me to a point I don't think I'd come back from.

I shake that awful feeling in the pit of my stomach away and swallowed while briefly floating on top of the surface of the pool as I was currently swimming to nearly my mind which unfortunately wasn't really working.

As I was afloat. I felt a sudden light vibration and heard the water muffled sound of something shutting. I looked over and saw Namjoon walking over to the pool side. I turn over and swiftly swim through the water towards the edge before hosting myself out of the pool. I stiffly smiled to him as I grabbed a towel from a nearby pool chair, covering my body trying to suppress the emotions that were just below the surface.

"Hey, what's up Joonie?

He then explains the plans for the evening. I found myself feeling a little excited about it and all honesty, I could use a drink.

Maybe it will help distract me from my own thoughts and feelings for awhile.

I step past Namjoon inside and am met with the chill of the air conditioner.  He took a second to try and warm me up. His touch surprised me but the feeling of his strong warm hands rubbing my covered shoulders and arms felt- nice..

I feel like every second I'm with him my feelings for him just get worse.

But I shove that down and move on from it. I thank Namjoon for being kind to me and head to the shower. Walking up the stairs, I could feel that uncomfortable queasy feeling of Namjoon not reciprocating my feelings. I genuinely don't know what to do. My chest ache as I opened his bedroom door and was met yet again with the strong warm scent that was Namjoon. It made face heat up and my fur stand. I quickly, walked through into the bathroom. Turning on the shower before stripping off my soaked swim trunks. The hot water was nice, and I took my time cleaning my body and hair of the chlorine.

After I finished, I took the time to dry off my body and blow dry my hair for the evening out. I slip on my robe when I opened the door, all I see is skin and a lot of it. Just like the night I moved in. He stood in front of a mirror he mounted on the wall, giving me the best view of his strong board chest and stomach with his sculpted back to me. I watched from the doorway as he sprayed Cologne across his bare skin. I couldn't peal my eyes away from the miles of warm skin in front of me. The cologne only made his natural scent much more intense. I brain went blank for a moment and I felt my jaw slack.