Nectar p1 (• m.yg | k.nj •)

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When Rapmon had felt that everything was in place and where it should have been, he crawled onto the bottom bunk to let himself sprawl out on the bed. Somewhere between now and the time he spent putting away his clothes and personal items, he started up with his music only he had both earbuds in, singing along quietly to a song by one of his greatest influences - Eminem. Even though he'd mostly been speaking jibberish, he always felt accomplished and happy whenever he'd get one or two words right. It wasn't until a little while after getting comfortable that Rapmon found himself tapping his fingers against his chest and his eyes were closed. He began to think about what the band would be up for next. It had been a while since they were all able to sit down and relax, but even in these moments Rapmon's head never stopped thinking about the future and what kinds of materials they'd bring to the table next- he shot up from the bed, an idea that he couldn't let linger and get lost needed to be written down quickly, but... You see, the bunks weren't very tall, and Namjoon was so when he shot up like that, his forehead met with one of the solid wooden bars that were supporting the underside of the top bunk and he groaned loudly, falling back with a loud whine before curling up and seeking comfort from his body pillow. "This is all that brat's fault!" He exclaimed, hugging the pillow to his chest as if to subdue the sharp sting of his forehead and the throbbing pain that wasn't letting up.