A week and a half later, Seokjin finally got time to talk to Namjoon. The younger had been avoiding Seokjin, too scared to face the older after thinking that he had made Seokjin uncomfortable and that he thought Namjoon was weird.
Namjoon doesn't even know how he went into little space around Seokjin. Maybe it was just him getting too excited or maybe it was just that he felt like he was a little kid again when he could pick anything he wanted out. His mom would sometimes let him do that when she had the money for it and felt like spoiling him. Seokjin had been so caring towards him though it that it made his heart flutter and face heat up the more he thought of it.
Namjoon was pulled from his thoughts by a knock on his door. Namjoon scrambled to sit up and will away his blush as he told the person to come in.
Namjoon cursed his life when Seokjin came into his room and closed the door.
"Hey, Namjoon.", Seokjin said with a smile. The older sat down on Namjoon's bed and turned to Namjoon with a smile. Namjoon turned his attention to the soft sheets on his bed.
"Hi, Seokjin."
"Can I talk to you about what happened at-"
"I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened to me! It was completely out of line because you're my boss and I barely know you-"
'Woah, Woah, Namjoon. Calm down.", Seokjin cut the younger boy off from his rambling. Namjoon looked like he was ready to explode with how red his face was. "Breath, sweetie. It's okay."
Seokjin took a hold of Namjoon's hand and rubbed his thumb over the back of his hand as a way to calm him.
"Really?", Namjoon asked, slowly calming down. He looked at Seokjin curiously.
"Yes, Namjoon. You're not the only one who goes into little space in this house."
"You're kidding.", Namjoon said in disbelief. "Thanks for trying to make me feel better but-"
"I'm serious Namjoon. Jimin, Taehyung and Yoongi are switches. I promise you that you're not alone and if you ever want to go into little space around anyone in this house, you can.", Seokjin said softly, making sure not to sound too forward.
Namjoon didn't really know what to think at that point. He'd never met anyone who was like him in that sense and he'd never thought about them being a part of a gang, of all things. Judging from Jin's words, the others knew about him too. Of course Jin told them. They were obviously all close with each other.
"Namjoon? Is that alright?", Namjoon asked, concerned after the younger didn't answer for a few minutes.
"Yeah. That's fine.", Namjoon stuttered out with a slight smile.
"Okay, good." Seokjin patted the bed and stood up. "Come on, I'll make breakfast"
Namjoon stood up and followed Seokjin downstairs.
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"Namjoon!", Yoongi yelled from downstairs.
Namjoon came out of his room and looked down from the banister."Yeah?", Namjoon said, looking down at Yoongi. Hoseok and Taehyung were with him, all looking like they were about to go out.
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Little Monster// OT7
Fanfic"Shit. Shit. Shit!" This is not at all what Namjoon had in mind when he decided to walk home tonight. Or Namjoon ends up in deep shit after eavesdropping at 3 am on his way home (Crossposted on AO3)