toy box | namgi

let me make it crystal clear, i'm gonna be the puppeteer

When morning came and Yoongi finally appeared from the safety of the studio, sharp words sprawled out across the pages, he had to choke back a gasp as he saw Namjoon sitting down at the kitchen table. His leader looked up at him, a blush forming on his cheeks, but Yoongi quickly looked away from him, instead focusing on the stack of pancakes that Jin had spent all morning working on. Yoongi hurriedly grabbed a few and placed them onto a plate, purposely avoiding the other rapper's gaze as he sat next to Hoseok.

"Morning Yoongi!" Hoseok shouted out in sing-song, "How did the writing go?"

Yoongi didn't trust himself to speak and instead opted for giving Hoseok a small thumbs up before turning his attention to the breakfast. Luckily, the attention was quickly drawn away from him as Jin talked them through next week's schedule. Yoongi had never felt so lucky for how loud Jin's voice was, silently thanking him for interrupting Hoseok's attempts at a conversation. Once Jin had finished making sure everyone knew what was happening next week, he asked everyone what their plans for the weekend were.

Jungkook and Taehyung were planning on going shopping at the mall, Hoseok immediately inviting himself along to the trip. Jimin said that he was going to spend the weekend practicing their new dance moves, Jin nodding in agreement and offered to join him. Yoongi stated that he was going to be in the studio again to work on their new song, and the question fell to Namjoon, who everyone had noticed was unusually quiet. Namjoon just shook his head and whispered that he wasn't feeling well and would sleep the weekend away.

"But hyung, I thought you said you were going to Jackson's?" Jungkook asked.

Namjoon immediately blushed at the question, getting up from his chair in such a hurry that he knocked over Taehyung's glass of juice, somehow managing to splash it all over himself. This sent the rest of the group into a frenzy of laughter, but Yoongi couldn't join in. All he could do was stare at the blush staining Namjoon's tanned cheeks, and the small tear that left the corner of his eye that no one else seemed to noticed.

Their leader turned away and hurried to the bathroom, mumbling something about going to get himself washed up. At this, Yoongi excused himself and forced himself to follow the other boy, shoving the bathroom door open before the leader had a chance to lock it behind himself. Namjoon's eyes widened as he noticed Yoongi standing in the doorway, but his gaze quickly dropped down to the bathroom floor. Tears were flowing freely then, and Yoongi couldn't stop himself as he quickly closed the gap between them and pulled the other boy into a tight hug.

"What's wrong, Joon?" Yoongi asked while holding the other boy tightly.

Namjoon coughed to clear his throat, "Jackson said he didn't want me in that way. I'm so fucking pathetic."

Yoongi's chest started aching as he heard his leader's normally strong voice wobble, and if it was possible he would have pulled the rapper even closer towards him. He lost count of how long he stayed there, his long arms wrapped around Namjoon as the younger boy let a river of tears flow down his face and onto Yoongi's chest, the fabric of Yoongi's shirt dampening. He wasn't normally this affectionate towards the other members, and normally he would have pushed away by now, but something inside of him was telling him that if he pushed Namjoon away now the other boy would be permanently broken.

So he stayed there, holding the rapper in his arms, ignoring the annoying knocking of one of the other boys pounding at the door. There were other bathrooms in the dorm, they would just have to go there, and relief poured through Yoongi when the noise stopped and he heard footsteps walking away. He didn't know how he would be able to explain Namjoon's actions to the others, and part of him didn't want anyone else to pull the boy from his arms. He knew it was selfish, but Yoongi couldn't stop the feeling from aching through his chest.

Stupid fucking Jackson. Yoongi had always been jealous of Namjoon's devotion to the Got7 member, in his eyes Jackson was nothing special, and it had always hurt his heart when Namjoon had left their group to find the other boy. And now he had rejected their leader, their perfect leader who could rap like no one else could, who was ridiculously clever, who cared about his other members so much, who felt like a perfect fit in Yoongi's arms. Why the fuck would Jackson pass up on Namjoon, why would anyone just throw away this perfect boy like he didn't even matter? The thought had blood boiling in Yoongi's veins.

"Next time I see him, I'm gonna punch his stupid face," Yoongi growled.

At this he felt Namjoon huff against his chest, "It's okay, hyung. I knew he wouldn't want me anyway."

"Why wouldn't he? Is he fucking blind?" Yoongi spat out, the venom in his voice strong enough to make Namjoon flinch in his arms.

"He's not gay, hyung." Namjoon whispered.

Oh. Of course, Yoongi found himself musing. The confession was clear on Namjoon's lips that he didn't have to say it out loud for him, and honestly, Yoongi felt stupid for not realising it sooner. Their leader was gay. Yoongi shook his head in disbelief, how could he have not noticed that? The picture popped up in Yoongi's mind again. He'd been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't even considered the implications of the picture. At this rate, Yoongi realised this meant that not a single member of the band was straight, a fact that had Yoongi laughing.

Namjoon pushed him away then, a hard glare set in his deep brown eyes, "Why are you laughing at me?"

Yoongi stopped quickly, "I'm not, sorry Joonie, it's just I can't believe I never noticed before."

"Really? It's not like I hide it." Namjoon scoffed.

Yoongi threw him a gummy smile, which earned him a dimpled one, that soft blush deepening on his leader's face.

"Did you like my picture?" Namjoon whispered, voice so low that Yoongi could have came in his pants at just that.

"W-what?" He almost choked on the word, eyes widening as Namjoon bit onto his bottom lip.

"I meant to send it to you, hyung." Namjoon uttered, eyes half-lidded and gazing directly into Yoongi's soul.

He shivered at the look his leader was sending his way, a sudden chill blasting over him, causing him to hug tightly at his body. He tried to process the words. Namjoon had meant to send Yoongi that picture, knowing what it would do to him, and Yoongi tried to fight back at the urge to push Namjoon up against the wall. From the look his leader was giving him, that was exactly what Namjoon wanted, and Yoongi lost all sense of self control.

He pushed the taller boy backwards until his back slammed painfully into the tiled wall, but Yoongi didn't give him any chance to push back in return. He pinned the rapper's arms above his head, hands gripping into the skin, fingernails pushing into the delicate skin of Namjoon's small wrists. Yoongi grinned and ground his hips down onto Namjoon's, a smug smile playing on his face when he was greeted by the hardness between Namjoon's legs.

Yoongi felt like his skin was on fire from the contact he was pressing into the younger boy, every nerve alight with pure pleasure as he shifted his hips again, the soft moans escaping between Namjoon's plush lips threatening Yoongi to blow his load right there and then. But he refused to give Namjoon that satisfaction, instead opting to pull his body away and leave Namjoon panting against the wall. The younger boy moaned at the loss of contact, large eyes pleading with Yoongi, who nearly gave in.

"You teased me Joonie, baby, so it's only right that I get to tease you," Yoongi grinned, lapping up at the shocked look in Namjoon's eyes.

Yoongi turned and walked away, ignoring the ache between his legs, his smile growing wider as he heard the tell-tale noise of Namjoon pulling down his pants behind him. Yoongi left the bathroom, wishing that he could turn around and just fuck Namjoon up against the wall, but he knew he'd get more pleasure from teasing the boy. It was wrong to leave Namjoon begging for him like that, but Yoongi couldn't believe how good it felt to know that Namjoon was aching for Yoongi's cock. Yoongi smirked, besides, they had the whole weekend to themselves for Namjoon to get back at him, and Yoongi was sure he would.