Alright, so he had to admit that maybe that snide little smirk was getting on his nerves, but he had a feeling it wasn't because he disliked it. He just stuck his tongue out at Suga and made a farting noise as if to say they both knew that was a crock of bull crap-o, when in reality all of the members had rather nice bodies considering they'd been training nonstop until yesterday. And not with just dancing, but many of them would do routine workouts or go to the gym for a couple of hours so. Yeah. He didn't doubt it, but where was the fun in admitting someone was right? "Stop calling me Joonie, you weirdo.." He said with a small smile, unable to stifle his laugh regarding the ridiculous name. He stopped Suga just in the middle of the hallway, pursing his lips at 'jagiya'. Did he have some sort of thing with nicknames or was it just because he was kissing butt? Namjoon and the rest of the world might never know. He accepted the cup of coffee with a small bow of his head and patted the top of Suga's head as if to tease him about the slight height difference between them, and then took a sip of his coffee as he turned into the doorway of their room, mumbling about the coffee almost being as hot as he was and set the washcloth on the dresser along with the cup of coffee. "Do you want to use my phone or yours hyung?" The blond male questioned, reaching for his cardigan that was still laid out in the bed. "Ah-you should sacrifice your hands so that your Dongsaeng can replenish his energy with his coffee--"
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Nectar p1 (• m.yg | k.nj •)
Fanfiction_____________ In which Namjoon and Yoongi aren't on the best of terms but end up being roomed together. _____________ BTS fanfic _____________ A collab story between two friends. The formatting will be weird but this is meant for use to use and stu...
