^^^those hoes made my day
Namjoon's POV
I sat on my bed, listening to Blood, Sweat, Tears our new song, as I texted Jin.
PrincessJin: I miss you
DaddyMon: Me too baby, I miss hearing your sweet sounds.
PrincessJin: (/w\) aish you perv, we haven't even done anything.
DaddyMon: I meant your laugh, who's the real perv here.
Read 3:15 p.m.
So far, Jin and I's plan has worked out perfectly, no one has suspected of our little fling.
And I think, I'm starting to like him. Lately, I can't help but smile at the meer mention of his name, my body lingers for his presence.
I heard a knock at my door.
~Hyung, can I tell you something? Of course, Hoseok the horse interrupts my thoughts as usual.
~Sure, come on in.
He came in with a sad look on his face.
~What's up? I asked, raising a brow.
~Umm, I..no, nevermind. he replied shaking his head and heading for the door.
~Boi, did you seriously just come all the way here just to fucking leave again?...tell me what's wrong. I know you're upset, you've been acting strange these last few days. You can trust me. After all we are the 94 line.
He sighed and proceeded to sit next to me.
~What would you do if there was someone you liked but a very close friend of yours likes him too?
~Let me guess, Taehyung? I questioned.
His cheeks flustered and he looked down, playing with his hands.
~Who likes him? I asked curiously.
~Well, I can't really tell, I don't want to reveal-
~Is it Jungkookie? I interrupted.
~How the fuck do you guess everything so quickly? he responded crossing his arms.
~I'm watching you guys, at all times. I said bringing two fingers to my eyes and pointing them back at him.
He laughed and rested his head on my shoulder.
~Look, my advice is to let Taehyung decide. You can't really do anything, but let him decide. I said putting my hand on his shoulder as an attempt to comfort him.
Hoseok was a literal angel, I loved his pure soul and how he trusted me enough to tell me his problems.
He slowly started weaping, and I was shocked. Had I not helped him?
~Hobi, what's wrong? I thought you were okay now.
~I'm sorry Namjoon, I just...Jungkook told me he was going to ask Taehyung to be his boyfriend.
~Oh, you didn't tell me that.
~I love Tae Tae so much, but I love Jungkook too, as a friend. Why did I have to fall for my bandmate?
Tell me about it..I mumbled
I cupped his cheeks and wiped away his tears.
~I know it sucks, but like I said before, Taehyung has to decide, besides you don't have to feel bad about liking another person who also happens to be in your band. The heart wants what it wants.
*a/N don't quote Selena Gomez or I'll stab you.
He kept crying and I felt his sorrow, I leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He immediately wrapped his arms around my neck and bawled his eyes out on my shoulder. I kept kissing his cheeks as if he were my child. Then he slowly looked up and in between tears he kissed me.
The surprising thing is I kissed back.
It wasn't a lustful kiss, it was a slow kiss, almost a peck. The kind of kiss
you'd give someone to show them how much you care.
I broke the kiss and pulled away from him a bit.
~No, Hobi. You're only kissing me because you're hurt. This isn't right.
He shook his head and we were interupted by a cough.
I looked at the door, and there stood Jin with his arms crossed and a very angry look on his face.
~Jin, I swear, it's not what it looks like.
~Fuck you Namjoon. He replied as he started to cry a little.
~Hyung, trust me, this is all my fault let me explain. Hoseok intervened.
~Oh shut up you man stealing, horse faced hoe! Jin replied, starting to turn away and run.
Hoseok and I exchanged glances and got up to run after Jin.
Not now please, I don't need more drama. I thought to myself as I ran down the hallway.
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A/N* I'm deeply sorry for not updating sooner, I was in midterms ;-; ya'll know how it is. But like I promised Namjin drama and Vkook/Vhope, here it is. I tried my best. P.S. DOn't BE SILENT READERS, COMMENT AND VOTE. Tell me if you like this or not, tell me if you want anything to happen.
