the share house || ot7 x reader

fifty-two

"let's do this properly, yeah?" navi sighed, leaning back into her seat. "you're officially crushing on seven out of seven roommates. three have confessed their feelings. you've kissed two. one is yet to make his feelings clear for you."

"you're right about the first two sentences," you told her, causing her eyes to widen. "i've kissed three of the guys, and i don't know how three of the guys feel yet."

"what the fuck?" your best friend asked, rapidly blinking as she registered your words. "the only roommate you should wonder if they have feelings for you is seokjin. the rest are painfully obvious, and if you can't see that, you're as blind as those three mice. and what do you mean you've kissed three? did you kiss yoongi? i was about to ask you to stop with the slow burn, but it looks like i've been robbed instead. we've been robbed!"

"actually..."

.

you had no idea how you ended up in this position—with your back pressed against the wall, your roommate's lips against yours, and his hand that was once resting on your waist sliding up to the front of your neck.

the kiss started off soft and tentative. the last thing this man said before pressing his lips against yours was, "i'm not supposed to do this now." he was kissing you like it was the last time. one hand by your waist and the other now wrapped around the base of your neck, angling your head towards him as he deepened the kiss. you gasped slightly at the feeling of his hand tightening around your neck, and he took advantage of your parted lips, sliding his tongue into your mouth.

you could feel him pressed against your stomach as the kiss became more passionate and urgent, and you struggled to fight the moan threatening to leave your mouth. you were making out right outside your bedroom door. if any of the guys decided to come upstairs or leave their rooms, they would see you two quarters to having sex in the middle of the corridor.

your roommate softly groaned into your mouth as the hand around your waist pulled you closer to him while your hands went up to cup his face. you were losing yourself in the sensation of his lips on yours, his taste and the feeling of his hands on your body.

to your disappointment, he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours as he caught his breath. "i'm sorry, sweetheart," he sighed, closing his eyes. the way he said the nickname sent a tingle through your stomach. it had been a while since you'd heard that—bruce used to call you sweetheart, too. he called you sweetheart just before you exposed him for cheating. but instead of cringing at the memory, it gave you butterflies. you didn't think bruce's "sweetheart" ever affected you like it did when this man says it.

"why are you apologising?" you asked, looking up at him, feeling breathless. you felt hot, and your heart was beating in your ears. you would melt if he continued looking at you with his soft smile that showed his perfect dimples.

"for our first kiss happening in the middle of the corridor outside your bedroom instead of something more private. i wasn't planning to kiss you until after our first date, but i couldn't help myself anymore. you're running me, y/n," namjoon admitted, his eyes filled with desire and affection. "i'm usually calm and in control, but around you, i just can't keep it together."

.

"namjoon? kim namjoon? when did this happen? why am i only finding out about this now? did any of the guys see you two? did you end up fucking? what's—"

"you're hurting my brain with all your questions, navi. it just happened, okay? i don't remember how we ended up outside my room or what we talked about before we made out," you whined, covering your ears. "it was friday night, two days after yoongi confessed. none of the guys saw us, but i'm guessing namjoon told them based on the looks taehyung gave me on saturday. we didn't end up fucking because he said he needed to take me on a date first."