A Strangers Touch and Namjoon's Chaos.

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Hoseok paced his bedroom, his hands flailing in exasperation. His steps were frantic, and his face was red as he tried to wrap his head around the situation.

Namjoon, meanwhile, sat cross-legged on Hoseok's bed, staring at him with wide, incredulous eyes. Finally, he broke the silence with a loud gasp. "You got fucked by a stranger?!"

Hoseok whirled around, waving his arms. "Shh!" he hissed. "My parents are around!"

Namjoon, however, was entirely unfazed by the warning. He threw his head back and let out a cackle. "I don't care! Hoseok, this is groundbreaking news! God finally answered my prayers!"

Hoseok blinked at him, utterly confused. "Prayers? What prayers?"

Namjoon dramatically slid off the bed and onto his knees, raising his hands in mock reverence. "Dear Lord, thank you for ending Hoseok's dry spell! We thought it would never happen!"

Hoseok slapped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, even though his face burned with embarrassment. "You're so unserious," he muttered, glaring at Namjoon as he collapsed into laughter.

Namjoon got to his feet, his grin nearly splitting his face. "Unserious? Babe, you’re no longer a virgin! This is monumental!"

Rolling his eyes, Hoseok crossed his arms, though the tips of his ears turned pink. "Okay, fine. But can you tone it down a little? This is embarrassing."

Namjoon ignored him completely, pulling him to sit on the bed. They sat facing each other, Namjoon's excitement refusing to wane. "Spill!" he demanded, leaning forward like a reporter chasing the juiciest scoop.

Hoseok groaned, burying his face in his hands. "I don’t remember much, okay?" he mumbled through his fingers. "I don’t even know the guy’s name or what he looked like."

Namjoon’s jaw dropped in pure horror. "You mean to tell me you had mind-blowing sex and didn’t even ask for his name? Babe, what are you doing with your life?"

Hoseok peeked out from between his fingers, blushing furiously. "I said I don’t remember!" he shot back. "But... but I can still feel it," he admitted quietly.

Namjoon’s ears perked up, his curiosity blazing. "Feel what?" he prompted, scooting closer.

Hoseok looked down at his lap, nervously playing with his fingers. "His hands," he whispered, shivering at the memory. "On my waist... my hips... everywhere. It felt so good."

Namjoon screamed, bouncing on the bed like a toddler. "This is the content I live for!" he squealed, leaning in conspiratorially. "Wait, wait—did you do doggy style? That’s the best position."

Hoseok’s brow furrowed, his nose scrunching up in confusion. "Doggy what?"

Namjoon gasped, clutching his chest as if personally offended. "Oh, babe. You missed out."

Gosh I love Namjoon 😂😂

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