La-Di Da-Di → NamJin

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Seokjin groaned as he shifted his body, he was pretty sure he was typing something on his computer when he was awake earlier, so why is he--?

He looked down where he had his head placed at earlier, and was surprised when he saw thighs, he was sure that those are not his because he can still feel his own thighs.

"Oh? You're awake already?"

He froze, looking behind him to find out that the owner of the thighs he used as a pillow earlier was only Namjoon. "..."

He took the older's silence as a chance to explain, and so he did. Just so Seokjin wouldn't be in a frenzy about it, the mint-haired male chuckles. "I dragged you away from your computer earlier, you've been awake for 20 hours already so I dragged you off of your computer chair for a bit, you ended up snoozing on me." And he wasn't, Jin just looked down to the hands on his lap and nodded.

"But you could've just let me down here. You probably feel numb now." He mumbles, feeling his cheeks heating up the longer he felt Namjoon gazing. He looked up when he felt safer and found the younger's lips in a pout. "Wha? What's wrong?"

Namjoon spoke, not hiding the whine in his voice. "Your head on my lap felt comfortable, and I didn't want to wake you up, you seem so tired." A yawn interrupted the younger's answers, and he didn't even bother to finish what was interrupted. He pulled Seokjin by the head and laid it on his chest as Namjoon fell back to the bed.

"You know what, watching you earlier made me too tired to even talk. Let's just sleep more and just go out to eat later. My treat." He mumbles, chest rumbling and making the older silently giggle, thanking Namjoon that he made him face the other way.

"Yeah, let's just sleep."

A few hours and some whining and forced jacket pulling later...

Hands gripping his right wrist firmly, Seokjin felt himself being dragged down the road with Namjoon's back facing him. He just stared as Namjoon's hair bounced lightly, even from behind, he can tell Namjoon had a smile on his face from the way he can see his cheeks.

"Wait up." Seokjin moved and caught up beside Namjoon, the latter smiling brighter when he looked at Seokjin's eyes. And he found it so adorable, that he couldn't help but to reach forward and pinch his cheek. They have stopped walking in the middle of the pavement, not many people outside since it's nearly 5 o'clock.

Namjoon started to whine when the pulling on his cheeks won't stop and now his cheeks are starting to get sore. And so, with difficulty, he groaned. "Seokjin hyung stop it~"

Satisfied with the result, Seokjin let go of the cheeks, poking Namjoon's dimples softly before sliding his left hand down Namjoon's arm. He gripped the younger's hand, the warmth it gave creeping up to the mint-haired boy's face, till the tip of his ears.

Seokjin didn't notice, as he was too busy walking forward, and hiding to hide his own warm face. Ah, he could get used to the feeling of his hands on his.

He said the exact thing to Namjoon as they were exiting the convenience store, Namjoon's face successfully turning pink again, both from the words and Seokjin's cute expression and swinging their hands together slightly. Although when he registered what Seokjin said, the realization hit him.

As Seokjin's other hand was busy fiddling with the hem of his favourite blue-black jacket, Namjoon, ever so softly, hoping that Seokjin wouldn't hear or acknowledge, breathed out.

"You shouldn't Seokjin hyung... You can't."

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june 1, 2017