"Awh.. And here I'd been imaging you pushing me against the wall and-not doing anything because that's not likely." He started of with a sad and drained tone and flipped to a completely dry and snarky tone, rolling his eyes and taking his position on the right side of the studio.
They went through the song about three times, without so much as a breathing break between each reset. It was safe to say that Rapmon was swimming in his sweat already. It seemed pretty early to be sweating,but when it came to performing, Namjoon out every piece of his soul into each step and each word and every little flick of his hand, so when he was sweating like this, he took pride in his glistening chest, forehead and neck. Once they finished the third round, he bent over and rested his hands on his knees, panting softly and whining his forehead quickly." Whew... Okay, so a couple mor times or does the old man need a break?" He asked, as he shed himself of the clinging and thick fabric shirt, tossing it aside as if it had personally offended him. He didn't think you much about it-at this point it was normal for them to peel themselves free from their clothing during practice, and maybe he was a little more confident with his body now that they had been working hard just about every day, and... Boy, did that work. Pay. Off. Namjoon wasn't very stocky in comparison to one or two of the other members, and mostly because of his height. He was still very slender, but had packed on quite a bit of muscle mainly in his arms and back, and well.. Maybe he had a baby six pack coming on, but well-no need to get into detail
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Nectar p1 (• m.yg | k.nj •)
Fanfic_____________ 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...
