sunshine | minjoon oneshots

{body shots}

to say jimin didn't like parties would be an understatement.

he loathes them.

everybody grinding on each other like no tomorrow wasn't exactly his forte,and not to mention the alcohol.listen jimin , like any other 19 year old, sexually ambiguous teenager, drinks like hell, it's just that today felt a bit odd. "oh yea , that's why" he thought as he looked towards the dj area.

kim namjoon, the most godly figure jimin and pretty much every other college student have ever laid their eyes on. his beautiful face as if sculpted by god himself. his beautiful smile and the dimples that sunk in so perfectly.

jimin looked down and continued to stare . his eyes landed on his chest. jimin feels his blood rush to his face as he remembers that day during freshman year. he bumped into namjoon on his way to the dance studio, and being the clumsy guy he is managed to spill his water bottle all over namjoon's shirt. jimin then continued to apologize a thousands times even though namjoon was on his way to his dorm after football practice.

"i've told you it's okay" namjoon softly says to the frantic younger male. "no it's not, i got water all over your shirt and its soaked," jimin said quietly, but loud enough for namjoon to hear. namjoon swiftly lifts up his shirt and pulls it over his head. he looked over to jimin, who has gone completely red due to the gorgeous man in front of him and couldn't help but to stare. "would this make you feel better," namjoon says as he points toward the shirt in his hands. jimin quickly pulls away from his day dream of not so innocent thoughts. "i mean i guess so since you are no longer wearing the soaking shirt," jimin slightly stutters. "okay well see you around pretty boy " namjoon winks at jimin and walks away, leaving behind a blushing jimin.

after that incident, jimin was always fascinated about namjoon's chest, so broad and every time he took of his shirt, it was like the heavens was looking down at him and doves flying around him. oh he forgot, namjoon was on the varsity football team, how cliche huh?

jimin continued to stare at namjoon up and down until he reached his v line, and as soon he raised his hand to high five somebody, his shirt would slightly raise up that you can barely see namjoon's abs.

namjoon could feel eyes burning into his skull and he quickly looked up to see jimin, a dance major, namjoon quickly recognized him, he was the small male who would hang out with his best friend, teahyung, and would randomly start dancing in the corner of the court yard. " cute" namjoon thought as he went back to talking to his friend, yoongi,or so he thought. it had seemed he was a bit too late because the next thing he knew, yoongi was making out and pressed up against the wall by hoseok.

"guys, can you please stop fucking in front of me," he screams, well tries, over the music "aish joonie, you are no fun," yoongi says, obviously drunk.

*a few hours later*

jimin walks over to taehyung, who dragged him to this stupid party. he grabbed him by the ear, slightly pulling him down, since he was a lot taller than jimin. "aigo hyung what's your problem " taehyung huffed since he interrupted a conversation with his boyfriend ,jeongguk. " i'm leaving, i called jin hyung to come and pick me up", jin decided he didnt want to go to this party since he was sure some random person would just rub up on him, even though almost everybody knew jin was asexual and didn't like that type of stuff, plus he had somebody back home and he wanted to be loyal.

"aish hyung you are no fun,"jeongguk whines. "forget it i'm just gonna find jennie and jeongyeon and tell them i'm leaving," jennie and jeongyeon were the ones who threw the party and were really close friends with jimin.

" fuck i can't find them " jimin thought hopelessly. "body shots" he hears dahyun scream and namjoon decides to turn down the music. " okay everyone get into groups of two if you dont know how to do this chaeyoung and i will demonstrate ,"