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SEOKJIN.

Rain poured the next early morning, thunder waking Seokjin up from his quiet slumber. He noticed his head was resting on somebodies shoulder, Namjoon's shoulder. He stretched out, yawning but immediately cowered back when the thunder rumbled loudly. Namjoon woke up, feeling that the body that was pretty much laid on top of him had moved.

"Jin?" Namjoon whispered, wary that there were two others fast asleep. It was still dark outside so Namjoon assumed it was early morning.

Jin was hiding his face in a pillow, a blanket hung off of his broad shoulders. Namjoon shuckled at the sight of the older boy cowering into his pillow but nonetheless helped his friend out. Jin was picked up bridal style, the blanket falling. He almost yelped out but covered his mouth to stop any noise escaping. Namjoon carried the older boy to a bedroom, tip-toeing quietly through the large house.

When they were safely in the bedroom, the door shut behind them so their voices would be quiet to sleeping boys downstairs, Jin hit Namjoon with a pillow (as hard as he could at that time on a morning).

"What the hell!" Namjoon said, rubbing his arm.

"That's for scaring me" Jin pouts cutely. Namjoon couldn't help but laugh at Jin's appearance. His brown hair was sticking up all over the place, his eyes were sleepy and the way he jutted out his bottom lip made him look like a child. But, Namjoon didn't look so well himself. His bright pink hair was a mess and he looked so tired, as if he could pass out from exhaustion any second.

"It's not funny Joon, I thought I was being kidnapped. You chuckled like a creep and everything" Namjoon was softened by the nickname sleepy Jin had come up with. He just smiled and fell onto Jin's bed beside the older.

"This bed is softer than the couch, how is this possible" Namjoon mumbled, spreading out his lanky limbs, making the most of the luxurious bed. It was Jin's turn to chuckle as Namjoon laid there looking very content. Jin quickly grabbed his camera from the dresser and snapped a photo of Namjoon. Namjoon sat up when he heard the shutter and saw the bright flash.

"Cute" Jin mumbled, studying the polaroid. Namjoon knew Jin loved to take photos. He had an entire scrapbook dedicated to polaroids of Jin, his family and his friends. Jin stuck his favourites to his mirror. The full body mirror was framed with polaroids and writing in a metallic gold marker.

Namjoon took a second to look around the dark room. He'd never been in Jin's bedroom. To be honest, he didn't know this was Jin's room. He just went into the nearest room with a bed. Jin noticed the boy trying to look around the dark room and turned the lamp on so he could look around further.

Namjoon smiled at Jin before going back to taking in his surroundings. He was sat on the bed that was in the center of the room. Two nightstands stood either side of the bed. Only one had a lamp. It also had a photo frame of Jin's family, taken when he was a lot younger. The bed was clad in white sheets, a woolen tartan blanket draped across the edge. The dresser was on the wall by the door, across from the bed. It was painted cream, the paint chipping in places to reveal the wooden surface underneath. Above it hung a painting of a forest, next to it the mirror.

"Your room is so cool" Namjoon smiled, turning back to Jin who was getting comfy in his bed.

"Thanks. Can we go bac-" loud thunder cut Jin's sentence short as his hid under the white blanket. Namjoon climbed into the bed beside Jin and held him to his chest.