iMatch [OLD]

||Part Two||

ChimChim:

Well, i guess you fell asleep so bye!! :) :) :)

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The male groggily climbed out of bed. His head started to ache terribly. Holding his forehead, he crawled downstairs and was met up with his house mate. He waved a hand and the latter returned the gesture. Yoongi plopped himself on the couch and watched as the latter quirked a brow at him. 

"Yoongi? You okay?" Namjoon asked as his lips slowly lifted to a worried smile, his forehead slowly creasing as he watched the other groan. The brunet tossed himself before finding a comfortable position. Namjoon was utterly confused as how he could be comfortable in such position, considering the blood was rushing to his brain from having his head to close to the ground and his legs dangling from the couch.

"How are you not dizzy?" He asked mostly to himself as he saw the older grumble for a moment. Namjoon watched him a little longer before returning to his music sheets. 

Yoongi took one glance at his paper and immediately brightened up. He flopped over in an appropriate manner and pleasantly pointed to the page and gave quite a few suggestions. His roommate glanced at him in disbelief, he took his words into consideration an nodded his head and wrote down the advice.

"I'm the luckiest guy to have met a music prodigy like yourself," He commented and the elder mumbled nonsense along the lines of 'I'm not as good as you...'

Yoongi yawned and dreamily stared into space as he thought how Jimin would look like. He had a hunch it would be a cute girl with a good taste in music. She's also have cute short black hair and would wear amazing clothes as she would have great fashion sense. 

Suddenly he slapped himself. He didn't dare to have such an attraction to a stranger. He took a deep breath and turned his head to glance at the male beside him who was giving him a perplexed expression.

"Yoongi...?" His voice drawled out the words slowly and the elder glanced down at the ground, a little ashamed that even the slightly oblivious has caught on that he was not in his usual state.

"Okay... you're acting a little odd so i'm just gonna... go? I guess?" The younger suggested and watched as the other didn't bother replying. He swallowed and watched as he slowly lulled himself to sleep. 

Namjoon took a deep breath and took his sheets of music and shook them lightly to straighten them out. He noticed that Yoongi was acting really weird. And he knows for sure that he himself, The God Of Destruction, was the only one in this household that was remotely weird. 

He got up and made sure that the other hasn't awoken. He doesn't want to go through hell like last time for just waking up the other accidentally. Finally, after carefully setting the papers down he reached for his coffee that was  perfectly placed upon the marble counter. 

He then quickly swiped his cup and sent it flying, the cup whirled in the air and the beverage inside spilled over all his hard work. The cup then fell to the floor and shattered into itty bitty pieces. Namjoon's eyes widened as he realized that wasn't his coffee. It was Yoongi's favorite mug. 

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!"

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Namjoon had to buy Yoongi a new mug, and has kitchen duty for the rest of the month. He also had to apologize repeatedly and even beg for forgiveness from the elder. 

However, he knew when not to step over the boundaries, he couldn't help himself. He enjoyed invading the other's privacy quite a lot. Snooping wouldn't harm anyone anyway, so as long as he doesn't reveal any of the bits of information he's learned. 

Currently Yoongi was grinning at the screen and giggled. Namjoon has never seen the elder in such a state. He curiously leaned over to catch a peek of what he could possibly be looking at only to earn a flick to the forehead. 

Yoongi stopped grinning after a while and dashed to the bathroom, most likely to shower. 

Namjoon took advantage of this moment and input the password into his phone and a conversation popped up. He scrolled all the way up and read every single message that the two have exchanged, his eyebrows flew up and he chewed on his lower lip.

"I have to tell someone about this."