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Namjoon's Dinosaur Theory and Confusing Sex

A/N: Hey everyone, I wrote this chapter a few days ago in preparation for today. As some may know, my lower body hates me lol. I was born with bad legs and have been in the process of getting them fixed for a little over six months. Today, I received my second surgery as the first one didn't go as planned. I cannot walk for at least six weeks and will be in recovery for six months.

The reason I say this is because I am on heavy painkillers (and the anesthesia is still wearing off, I had the surgery at 8 a.m. EST this morning) and may not be active for the next few days. I'll try to keep you updated when I can. Thank you guys, and enjoy the chapter.

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Two hours after choosing the final two, they were partying together in the living room. Yoongi and Jin left, and the camera crew was gone. The mansion was quiet other than the three of them blasting music and dancing together. They were drinking heavily, Y/n halfway to drunk while Namjoon was borderline blackout drunk. Both Y/n and Jimin forced him to drink water, but he was still in bad shape. If he didn't get any better soon, she'd make him sleep.

Jimin and Namjoon were sitting on the couch while Y/n was adjusting the speakers to lower their volume. They were winding down after a long night of stress and drinking. Namjoon was lost, his eyes wavering in and out of focus based on what Y/n saw. He could barely meet her eyes when she tried to stare at him.

"No but for real," Namjoon said, holding his hands out as if that made his point correct. "There's no proof that Jimin isn't secretly a dinosaur."

"I'm about to inject him with NyQuil," Jimin mumbled, rubbing his forehead. "There is proof I'm not a dinosaur. Maybe my dick?"

"Y/n, have you seen it?" She nodded, turning off the music completely. "Did you need a microscope?"

Jimin tackled him, the two having a tickle fight while Y/n blinked at them and regretted her life decisions. Alright, maybe she should have chose Jin and Yoongi.

When they were finally done attacking one another, Jimin got off Namjoon and chugged an entire bottle of water. Ironically, Jimin was the least drunk of all of them. He was barely tipsy. Granted, he had much higher tolerance than Y/n and Namjoon combined, but Y/n was still impressed that he held back and decided to stay (mostly) sober.

"Come on Namtiddies, it's time for you to go to bed," Jimin said, but Namjoon was already snoring. He was sprawled out on the couch, Y/n snickering at how quickly he fell asleep. Jimin sighed and got Namjoon a blanket, covering him with it and tucking him in like a burrito. Y/n watched the entire process, any amusement she had fading away. Well, shit.

She was left alone with Jimin.

Jimin turned to her and motioned to the door. "We should probably go to bed too. It's been a long day, and we'll have a long week-"

"I'm sleeping in your room," she said.

"That's not a good idea-"

"I wasn't asking. Don't make me repeat myself, you know how stubborn I am." Jimin grunted but agreed, making sure Namjoon was laying on his side before following Y/n to his room. She opened the door and allowed him in first, shutting and locking the door behind the both of them.

Jimin plopped his fat ass on his bed, taking off his shirt and leaving himself in those dangerous gray sweatpants of his. Y/n took off her pants and laid down next to him after shutting off all the lights. Even in the darkness, she found his eyes. It was strange, really. He was looking much better. Stronger, almost. It was as refreshing as it was concerning considering he looked like shit a week ago.