tw: unintentionally intentional drugging, minorXadult (joon's 17, but nearly 18, yoongi's age is left up to you), boypussy, overstim, gross amount of smut
as soon as his parents said their last goodbyes, namjoon immediately hopped to his room. his parents decided to treat themselves with their tax money and went to go on a weeklong vacation without him. he didn't mind, that was a week's worth of fun without responsibilities and nagging from his mom.
the only problem was that he would have to be careful. he was seventeen but his parents didn't trust him enough to leave him completely unattended. his dilf of a neighbor offered to occasionally check in on him to see how he was doing and to bring his homemade meals. namjoon didn't mind too much, he enjoyed his neighbor's company. his name was yoongi and he was a longtime divorced dad. namjoon's had to babysit his rascal kids a couple of times in the past, one girl and one boy, the girl being the older of the two at the age of twelve and the little boy was about to turn nine in april. fortunately, they were with their mom for the week and that's why yoongi was able to check in on namjoon.
namjoon's chest warmed at the thought of yoongi checking in on him when he could. namjoon didn't have the greatest relationship with his father and yoongi seemed to fill that void within his chest with his kind mannerisms and the way he always looked out for namjoon.
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namjoon was about ten when yoongi moved in next to his childhood home. the house yoongi bought was definitely a fixer-upper home, but yoongi quickly got to work. not only that, he was very kind to namjoon. namjoon would be playing outside in the trees while yoongi would be working on his house, digging up old, rusty pipes that were doing nothing but killing the grass in his yard.
namjoon used to swing from tree to tree until he eventually got to yoongi's side of the wood cluster. namjoon had a feeling that yoongi knew that he was watching all along but didn't mind and naturally kept an eye out on him in case something happened. at the time, namjoon believed he was a spy and that yoongi hadn't the slightest idea that he was being stalked like a prey animal.
eventually, though, namjoon's foot landed on the wrong branch and he was about to topple ten feet down onto a pile of rotted, sharp pipes. in fact, he did topple down, but he was caught by yoongi's strong arms. yoongi was kneeling directly on a sharp edge of a broken pipe but all he seemed to care about was namjoon's safety.
"are you okay? is anything hurt?" namjoon just stared at him with wide eyes that eventually sparkled with tears. yoongi hushed him and petted his head. "hey, you're okay, i got you. i got you," yoongi held him harder into his chest and stood up with a wince. namjoon looked down and saw that the man was bleeding. more tears came and a sniffle did too. yoongi tilted his face up. "don't look at that, hun. look at me, okay? can you breathe in for me?" namjoon's ten-year-old mind was still stuck on the fact that he fell from a tree and almost got hurt.
yoongi frowned and petted his hair more and looked at namjoon's driveway. there weren't any cars. "your parents aren't here?" namjoon fisted at his eyes to keep his tears down and nodded. it was half the truth. his mom had been at work and his dad was passed out on the couch and namjoon hated to wake him up. his dad got mean when he woke up.
yoongi gave a sympathetic look and nodded. "okay. that's okay. you're okay. i got you. can i take you inside to fix you up?" namjoon nodded fast and leaned his head on yoongi's chest.
yoongi readjusted him in his arms and made his way into his house. namjoon was immediately bombarded by the smell of something savory that was likely cooking in the oven. namjoon silently looked around at yoongi's home. it was a bit cluttered with boxes, cleaning supplies, and a bunch of other things that were meant for fixing houses. eventually, namjoon was placed on the kitchen counter next to a sink. behind him was a window that looked over at namjoon's house and even at namjoon's bedroom window. namjoon saw his bedroom light was still on from earlier and hoped his mom wouldn't notice later.
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BTS ONESHOTS - b X b
Fanfictiondesc; just some b x b bts oneshots, which include smut, fluff, (poorly written) angst, and (poorly written) horror (? i don't know if it counts but whatever)
