✔ We Accept The Love We Think We Deserve #namgi

~twenty seven~

The next morning, as they enjoyed their breakfast, Yoongi decided to bring up the idea his friends had suggested, following a conversation about his relaxing day at the spa.

"So, Namjoon-ah, remember how you said I should splurge the extra money I got?" he asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Yoongi had returned from the spa the previous day, feeling completely relaxed and rejuvenated. He had promptly passed out on the couch, waking only when Namjoon called him for dinner and later guiding him to bed for a more comfortable sleep.

"Of course, hyung," Namjoon replied, smiling. "Do you have anything in mind that you'd like to buy for yourself?"

"Well... not exactly for myself," Yoongi began, his nerves evident as he fidgeted with his hands. "Would it be okay if I took you out to dinner?"

Namjoon raised an eyebrow, trying to hide his smirk. "Oh?"

"To thank you for everything you've done for me," Yoongi quickly added, his cheeks tinged with pink.

"You really don't have to thank me, hyung, but I would love to go out to dinner with you," Namjoon said warmly.

"Great! Then let's go out tonight!" Yoongi exclaimed, his excitement bubbling over. "If you're free, of course."

"It's a date," Namjoon stated with a playful smirk.

"A-a d-date...?" Yoongi stuttered, his blush deepening. Namjoon didn't respond, only intently watched the older one until he crumbled. "Yeah, okay"

"Should I dress casual or fancy?" Namjoon asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Hm... if I'm going to splurge, I want to splurge on a nice restaurant. Dress fancy casual," Yoongi suggested, trying to hide his nervous excitement.

"Okay. I'll pick you up at your bedroom door at 5:30 p.m.," Namjoon joked with a wink, further deepening Yoongi's blush.

They continued to enjoy their breakfast in a comfortable silence, the morning light streaming through the windows, casting a warm glow on their shared space. After they finished eating, they cleaned the kitchen together, moving in a familiar, synchronized rhythm.

Once the kitchen was spotless, Namjoon retreated to his bedroom/office to work. Yoongi hurried to his own bedroom, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation. With trembling hands, he picked up his phone and dialed one of the top contacts in his list. He anxiously waited, silently praying for the person to pick up.

Finally, a groggy voice answered on the other end. Yoongi wasted no time. "Hyung! I need your help," he screeched, his voice a mix of urgency and excitement.

"What's the urgency?" Seokjin asked, now sounding more awake and concerned.

"I did what you guys suggested and invited Namjoon to dinner, and he called it a date!" Yoongi blurted out.