Annoyingly Hot | Namjin

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I walked out of my shared apartment and made my way downstairs to retrieve our mail for today, big mistake. While down there, Namjoon just so happened to be down there too, what a coincidence. He approached me naturally seeing as his and Hoseok mailbox is right next to ours along with their apartment across the hall, I can't escape the plague that is Kim Namjoon.

I quickly retrieved the mail and fled without saying a simple hello. I felt his stare bore into my back as I quickly ran back to our floor, never once feeling it let up, I knew he was right behind me. Once I reached my door I scrambled to open it before he said anything to me, to late.

"Good morning Jin, how's it going?", he said in one of the most fake voices I have ever heard in my life and I have watch some pretty crappy dramas on TV. Nevertheless, I turned to him, flashing him a tight lipped smile and said, "Morning, pretty good, how about you?", I instantly regretted asking how he was in returned be cause almost immediately he started making his way towards me.

"I'm pretty good,", he stopped to purge out his lips a bit, tapping his finger against them, looking like he was deep in thought, his other hand laying comfortably on his hip, "I would be better if you hadn't fucked up my car last night.". He said mirroring my tight lipped smile, his verging on more of a grin actually.

I was just, right then and there. Let me explain the story of me fucking up his car...it's going to be a while because for this to make any sense I am going to have to tell you about when I first me Namjoon...so yeah sit back and get comfy...

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About one month ago

I woke up being startled by a loud beeping sound coming from outside. I thought it was the garbage truck picking up the trash for today, but then I looked at the clock only to see that it was 8:00 a.m , about two hours too early for it to be picked up so I climbed out of bed and made my way to the window.

I opened my window and peered downstairs to see a moving truck in the parking lot. There were countless movers taking things off the truck, everyone busy and bustling to get things done except for two guys standing on the sidelines of all this, occasionally helping with something heavy. I decided to go see what was up and why they had to do this so early in the day when some people were trying to enjoy their Saturday by sleeping in.

I slipped on some pants(because I sleep in my boxers and a shirt.) but decided to not change my shirt and opted to just put a jacket over it since it was still cold early in the morning. I walked out of my room only to see that tae wasn't woken up by all the loud noises coming from downstairs, figures, he is one hell of a deep sleeper.

I then made my way into the living room? I guess you can call it that, it was a mix of a dining room, living room, and kitchen all cramped into one room. The only thing dividing the kitchen from the "dining room" was thin piece of plaster that would be considered a wall in this apartment since they are so thin. Other than that there is a "wall" separating the living area from the hallway that consist of two smaller rooms and one very small bathroom. Not even a even smaller closet to come with it, but what do you expect when you are paying a little over a million won a month for this place. Anyways I made my way to the door that had a small shoe rack next to it holding about four pairs of shoes on it, two were tae's and two were mine. I grabbed my pair of, lightly scuffed, pastel pink tennis shoes and made my way out the door.

Once I was outside I scanned around, looking for the two men again only to see them conversing in the corner of all of the moving process. I hastily made my way towards them. They were still talking by the time I right behind them and I heard a bit of their conversation, not that I was eavesdropping, it just kind of happened.