BTS Oneshots And Scenarios

NAMSEOK - Plaster

Lyraplasma's (author) POV.

Namjoon walked to the sink and grabbed a glass of water in the result of this, the glass jumped out of his hand and bloke into a lot of pieces.
"God he's done it again! Jin!" Jungkook yelled getting up and looking for the said eldest. Namjoon looked at the broken glass at his feet a small laceration on the side of his right foot and he just stood there.
"Namjoon? Are you okay?" Hoseok walked in staring at his hyung "you're stepping in glass!" He looked down.
"Hope I know" Hoseok ran and got a dust pan sweeping up all the small shards of glass.
"Follow me." He placed Namjoon on the sofa grabbing a plaster and a wipe. "Okay this is gonna sting. Okay so...be a man!" Hoseok put his fist up in the air making Namjoon cringe as a result. The placed the wipe on the cut which earned a hiss from Namjoon, "stop you know I don't like snakes." Namjoon nodded as Hoseok grabbed the tweezers poking at his cut.
"Rrrr....shit that hurts!!!!" Namjoon grabbed his knee in pain,
"Hold in got a bit of glass..here.." He pulled the tweezers out of the laceration and revealed a large peice of glass. "See not so bad" hoseok smiled as I put a kiss on his finger and back down on Namjoon plaster. He reddened only a bit, more if he knew it was a later act from a 'friend'. They sat there staring into each others eyes, Namjoons foot still resting on hoseok.
"Okay where is he?" Jin walked in with a sweeping up brush and jungkook clinging to his phone. The boys jumped at the sight of jin and jungkook who looked confused about the others and there position on the sofa. "You know what Hoseok you clean up after Namjoon from now on!" Jin walked off.
"He still sore about the break up?" Namjoon nodded. "Shame maybe its time to move on...."
"I know and I do have someone in my mind but you know, he's not.....you know"
"Who is he?" Namjoon moved his foot placing it on the floor.
"No one really but someone special... I'm gonna nap, see you later."

*Hours later*
"Owwwww..." Namjoon pulled his leg of the bed, he rolled up his trouser leg to see a long thin laceration. He looked around his bed and found a pencil....... He had slept on a pencil. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Namjoon wake up, are you okay?" It was hoseok. Namjoon shook his head. "I guess the only time you really spend time with me is when I'm hurt..." Suddenly a plaster was placed along Namjoon mouth.
"I know but I love you a lot so it doesn't matter." He pealed the plaster off his lips.
"Good." Namjoon wrapped his arm around hoseok waist and pulled him into his lap. "Because I love you too"