namjoon felt slight responsibility which tucks the laziness inside him, the rhythm dancing to the knock on the wooden floor as namjoon walks faster than average, just on cue as he arrives on jimin's front door, the two girls heaving down as they attempt to carry jimin's weight, while he slurs down the floor.
"ah, namjoon oppa! he wanted to leave the room so we-" before the two girls could finish their yelp, they were interrupted with a jolt, jimin sliding down from the girls, which namjoon ressurect as he carries him. "you girls go back to your own dorms. thank you for making him drunk. appreciate it."
the girls scoffs, walking off, not wanting to bother the busy boy.
jimin wasn't weightless, but it wasn't something that namjoon can take. namjoon carries him unwillingly inside the room and lands him on his butt, jimin wincing from the pain and gurgles, "oppa is so rough~ i like it," he hiccups as namjoon bang the door to a close, turning around only to see jimin's head swaying closer to his crotch.
motherfucker. jimin's bent down like a fucking dog and all namjoon wanna do was call him pup.
namjoon took a fistful of jimin's soft hair and tugs on them, "ouch, fuck,"
namjoon snickers, "thought you like it rough?" it wasn't a question, and jimin knew it.
jimin latch his teeth between namjoon's zippers, "yes, i do."
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joon's brat | minjoon
Fanfictioninstagram boys had taken over the internet with selfies and heart-fluttering captions, friendship between groups, and if namjoon could be honest, he fucking hate those kids. he knew from past mistakes to never flail over the community in internet, n...
