I L O V E Y O U : when kim namjoon says it, it's always to kim seokjin's ears
Oneshots and drabbles in which, somehow, Namjoon always ends up in Seokjin's arms.
[P r e t t y r e a l i s t i c i f y o u a s k m e]
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Seokjin shifts in his bed, turning around for the nth time, trying to find the magic position that would make him fall asleep. A soft beeping of his alarm clock announces 4AM, and Jin sighs in despair. He keeps thinking about the events of the day and his overheated brain's preventing him from sleeping. A word, in particular, keeps haunting him: Namjoon.
Namjoon...
Namjoon.
Jin, since ''Bangtan Boys'' was formed, always felt kind of left out. Being the awkward old person he is, the kids always play and have fun without him, laugh and joke without him. But he is always different. He always shows him some kind of affection. When they are on shows or doing some usual stuff, he always makes skinship, for some reason. He'd reach for his hand at the most random moments, he'd hug him and smile at him. Today, in particular, he's been quite touchy, and grabbed Jin's hand forcefully, as if it only belonged to him, taking Jin away from Jimin's hug.
How is he supposed to interpret those actions? Jin surely doesn't know. But what he knows for sure is that he fell for it.
Actually, he simply fell for him.
Namjoon.
Speaking of the devil, he turns on his bed beside Jin's, in the room they share. SeokJin turns around too, to face him, and blushes.
He is so pretty, and perfect, and beautiful, and handsome, and... You got it. His peaceful sleeping face is just so kissable.
''You idiot,'' he says out loud, putting his hands on his burning cheeks and turning away to face the ceiling. Whether his words are directed towards himself or the guy sleeping next to him, no one knows.
Tomorrow, they have an important schedule, and here he is, not getting any sleep and thinking about absurd things.
Jin then gets up on his elbow and rummages through his nightstand's drawer to pull out his old mp3 player. Putting the earphones on, he sets Taeyang's Eyes Nose and Lips to play on repeat, and it's at the sound of the soothing voice that he finally finds sleep.
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"Princess, get the hell up." Namjoon shakes Jin's shoulders, again. He must have been really tired not to wake up after all of Namjoon's tries.
Finally, Jin opens his sticky eyelids and yawns. "Already?" he asks.
"Hurry, hurry, only ten minutes left." Namjoon tosses some clothes at him and Jin quickly goes to the bathroom.
When he comes out all pimped up, a few minutes later, Namjoon smiles, seeing him wearing his shirt. Jin unconsciously blushes and bend his head down. Namjoon's smell, all over him, is making him feel all kind of ways, and he could kill himself from embarrassment.
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''Let's go, princess,'' the dimpled man says.
Actually, scratch that, the smell of that shirt was driving him crazy. And those dimples too.
Namjoon...
Did he just whisper that out loud? His head snaps to look at the youngster and seeing the puzzled look on his face, he surely did. Jin bits his lower lips.
''I-I'm sorry... It's just... Because of the shirt, u-um, the smell. It is really... I-I mean, it's not that it smells bad or anything, no no no. I love it actually, I love it so mu-''
Yes, Namjoon shuts him up. And yes, it's with his lips. Jin, too shocked to kiss him back, stays frozen, so the younger stops, misunderstanding the reaction.
But then again, Jin never wanted something as bad as he wanted Namjoon's lips. So he retrieves what, from now on, shall be his: Kim Namjoon's lips. Scratch that (yet again), all of Kim Namjoon now belongs to him.
And so later that day, when the MC of the show they went to asked Jin who was his celebrity crush, he took a sweet pleasure to answer: "Rap Monster."
Little did everybody know he couldn't be more honest.
