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팔 | Eight

HOLY HOT DAMN

THESE CONCEPT PHOTOS GOT ME SHOOK

I WOKE UP CRYING AND JUST DECIDED TO DRAW JIMIN SO

YES THATS WHAT IS UP THERE. TOOK LIKE 5 HOURS BUT IT WAS WORTH IT

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"Namjoon." His sweet voice spoke, eyes shining even brighter. "It's so nice to see you." He smiled a small, sweet smile.

But Namjoon stood there in silence, unable to make a sound. He suddenly fell backwards, and thank god his bed was there to catch him. He had passed out, the same reaction I had, making me gasp. I moved to his side, catching the rest of him so his head didn't hit the wall or anything.

Jimin moved to his other side, sitting on the bed and groaning.

"Why must you all do this?" He joked, trying to lighten the situation. I grabbed Namjoons hand in mine, sighing as I leaned my back against the wall. He would wake soon enough, but how the hell was he going to take this all in? How was I going to explain it all?

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I waved the small paper back and forth over Namjoons face, hoping to give him some fresh air and cool his skin off a bit, but upon placing the back of my hand against his forehead, he was still quite hot.

I sighed, throwing the paper to the side of me as it wasn't helping anyways. Namjoon had passed out nearly ten minutes ago and I was beginning to grow worried, however Jimin reassured me that I had passed out for longer, which made me feel much better. Hence the sarcasm. 

"Y/N, just let me cool him off." Jimin whined, picking at his frayed jeans while he sat off the edge of the bed. I rolled my eyes, glancing down at Joon once more. He was growing impatient, having kept rambling about talking to Namjoon to 'catch up' even though I slowly let him down with the reminder this wasn't going to be just a normal catch up session.

"I'm scared for him to wake up. I don't know how he is going to react." I mumbled, bottom lip jutting out a bit. Before I could dwell on the thought however, Jimin moved closer and placed his cold hands on Namjoons cheeks, instantly making his skin fill with goosebumps. It was the equivalent to pouring ice water on his head after all. 

I shooed his hands away, getting ready to scold him until my voice fell flat, eyes taking in the body before us stirring. I was quick to move closer, leaning my head over his as I watched his eyelids flutter open, lashes flicking against his tan skin a few times before he fully adjusted to the light now seeping into his vision.

Jimins head popped up beside mine, making him stiffen once more, eyes shutting tightly before reopening, only to spot me now as Jimin had moved away; knowing his presence was only worsening the reaction.

"My god. . ." He trailed out, slowly sitting up now as Jimin moved behind him slowly, almost as if pretending to not be there at all now. For someone who was just so eager to "chat with his hyung", now he was here shying away. However I was grateful because it would make things easier on me. I could slowly explain it all and get him to relax into the situation.

But it was exactly the opposite.

"What the hell." Joon spoke once again, more firmly this time. He abruptly stood up, making me scramble off the bed to move in front of his tall frame in order for Jimin to remain hidden in the corner of the bed; blue eyes shining wide under the dim lighting of Namjoons room. 

"Namjoon, listen to me." I breathed out, hands held in front of me a bit as I tried to choke out some words that would lighten the tension, but nothing was going to help.