dirty talk ♢ kim namjoon [Completed]

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It took a while to get back to normal with him, few phone calls, numerous texts and I even had to give him a foot rub. Our friendship was back on the tracks and my heart was a speeding train towards him.

Namjoon whipped me with his sweat towel when I was zoning out while he was talking. He was going on about he was having troubles with the girl from online, and that he wished she would come and meet him in Seoul.

"Maybe she was just playing with you?" I said curling my arms up.

"I'm still okay with that, her body was rocking!" He smiled.

I nodded in approval, a smirk coming across my face. "I bet my body is better."

Namjoon stood up from his machine and sauntered over to me, making my spine tingle.

"I can be the judge of that!" he winked at me, I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Since when did you start acting flirty to me?"

"Since I decided I'd try to think of you like that."

"Like what?"

"Girlfriend material."

I couldn't hide the blush on my face as I continued to walk along the treadmill."Don't say that, I might get my hopes up."

"Get 'em up, I'm coming to you." He smiled.