Drunken Love; Namjin

Dammit Namjoon

Perfect, was a word that Jin would use to describe few. Someone could possess a perfect nose, perfect face, perfect personality, but not one could be all around perfect to claim that ultimate title. Staring at the almost naked Namjoon, had Jin questioning that statement he had always kept in the back of his mind because this boy was overall, utterly, and astonishingly perfect. The hatred of looking at this boy increased with every long second but he couldn't find it in himself to look away.

"I would offer you some of my clothes but embarrassingly enough my jeans would barely make it past your calves." Yoongi speaks breaking the silence. "Jin can you lend him some of your clothes?"

Heart racing and dry mouth strike the uncomfortable Seokjin as he slowly picks himself off the couch and heads to his room passing by the unclothed Namjoon brushing arms ever so slightly on the way. Namjoon follows behind the boy happily adding a kick to his step.

"So im not exactly sure what your style is besides street hooligan, and all I have that you could borrow would be clothes to make you look like a man who never opened a style magazine in his life. Hopefully these will do." Seokjin throws him a long sleeved plaid shirt with a pair of plain blue jeans and the other rejects it immediately.

"How about instead we both wear these?" Namjoon welcomes himself to the drawers and pulls out two matching grey t-shirts. "It'll be cuuuute!" He exclaims stretching out the "u" while pursing his lips.

Jin furrows his brow and snatches the shirts from him, "these are couples shirts, I would never wear anything so secular and embarrassing. Plus we aren't even a couple." 

"Then why do you own them?" Namjoon crosses his arms and begins to pout.

"Yoongi got them for me as a joke if I ever come across a guy who would wear them with me although I don't see that happening any time soon." Jin begins to fold the shirts but Namjoon manages to steal one from his grasp running off holding his towel up in one hand and shirt raised above his head in the other.

"I guess I'll just have to be that guy then!!", Namjoon locks himself in the bathroom and proceeds to change.

Jin huffs and flops onto the bottom bunk endless thoughts filtering through his brain.

What's up with this kid? Who does he think he is? Why is he being so flirty? Is he interested in me or something? Oh hell no Mr. Perfect better not try to have his way with me or I might let him. Wait what if he's one of those "flirt with gay guys even though I'm straight" kind of person. Holy shit holy shit maybe I should ask him? I mean I shouldn't just assume although my gaydar is kinda at a 99 right now. Why am I even thinking about this.

His train of thought was interrupted when a now fully clothed Namjoon enters back into the room.

"Heyyy I really like this shirt," the boy does a 360 only then to make a face, "why haven't you changed yet?" Namjoon looks a bit upset and points to the matching shirt slinked over the dresser.

"Well I mean I don't plan on going anywhere today so why would I put forth any slight effort to change?" Jin sasses.

"Uhm I'm taking you out." Namjoon snickers

"Wait what?"

"Yeah there were a few things I had planned today. Yoongi told me a lot of great things about you, I think we could be great friends!"

Friends

"Anyways, I feel we met in a beyond awkward manor and I wanted to say thanks for taking care of me yesterday and letting me sleep with you. Well I mean not in that way but you know what I-"

"So what are you gay or something?" Seokjin stops him mid sentence as the curiosity had really began to consume him to the point where he no longer was paying attention to what he was saying.

Silence fills the room and it was suffocating. Rightfully so as Jin's approach was very straightforward and strong but the atmosphere was suffocating; although with each other, they were both in their own version of solitude.

"Well honestly, I'm not sure. That's why I thought I would try it out with you." Namjoon sits next to Jin on the bed facing him with sincere eyes.

"What do you mean try it out? It's not like I can just 'try out being straight'. Sexuality is a fact, a trait you have from birth, you can't just change." Jin's irritation was evident and he just wanted to be as far away from this boy as possible.

"Well I'm fully aware of that I just..UGH IM JUST SO CONFUSED OKAY." Namjoon slams his hand against his face covering himself completely, not letting a drop of emotion pour from his frowning eyes. A minute passes with Jin stunned not knowing what to say. 

Well what do I do now? Sit here and let him be upset? I didn't say anything that wasn't true anyways. Maybe I'll just try and show some sort of affection.

Jin places a soft hand on the boy's shoulder and pats assuringly.

"Hey it's fine, you can be confused and all but theres no need to be upset." Jin's awkward patting continues until Namjoon looks up from his hands.

"Kiss me." Namjoon says in a very serious tone. "Just kiss me and then I'll know for sure."

"Uhm Namjoon I'm not sure that's how this wor-"

Jin is cut off by the younger boy pressing his lips against his. Namjoon raises his hand up to cup Jin's face with his thumb rubbing circles into his jaw, letting his soft hands glide down to his neck pulling him closer. Eyes closed the two work their lips to at least make the most out of a sudden situation. The kiss was innocent and sweet but also lengthly and full of longing. Namjoon pulls away first letting his hand go from the opposite's neck down to his shoulder, then finally brushing hands and removing contact completely. Jin, eyes still closed, awaiting more pressure, slowly regains a sense of reality and snaps out of the trace this boy had put on him. Namjoon laughs at Jin's sudden realization and scratches the back of his head.

"Well.... at least now I know I'm not gay! Thanks buddy! Sorry for startling you!" Namjoon hops off the bed and skips back through the hallway to the small kitchen. "HEY YOONGI YOU GOT ANY FROSTED FLAKES!?"

Jin is left in awe of the situation and once again is being shot with millions of thoughts. One specific thought races through more than the rest, one that almost everyone who knows this Mr. Perfect Namjoon has said once or twice.

"Dammit Namjoon."

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Well hey everyoneeeeee!

This chapter was about 600 words less than the last one whoops....

I do plan to update a lot though! 

Hopefully you remember that it does take time for a story to develop and I had said previously that I do not plan to have them completely in love by chapter three of four like most fanfiction.

Anyways, my personal goal is a minimum of 1000 words for chapter so I will try my best to oblige.

Until next time!!!

~Lily