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Babe

"Please, make yourself at home." Jinsoo said and patted the spot next to him on the bed with a smile. "Just sit somewhere at least."

Namjoon laughed sheepishly when he realized he was awkwardly standing in the middle of Jinsoo's room. "Oh, yeah sorry." He scratched the back of his neck and sat next to Jinsoo.

"You're the most awkward person to sit on this bed, you know?" Jinsoo joked and put a pillow in his lap.

"Hm, how many guys have you had in this bed?" Namjoon asked with pure intentions. Though, seeing a smirk appear on Jinsoo's face made him anxious. He's totally going to rip me apart for that, fuck.

"What do you mean by guys I've had in this bed? Are you meaning to say that I bring guys here to have them? I'm no slut if that's what you're implying."

"No that's not at all what I was--"

"Okay, well I'll tell you how many guys that I have had in this bed. I'm only telling you because you asked." Jinsoo smirked and started to count on his hands. "Now I will also have you, so twelve, give or take a few." He said with a wide smile that started from his big bright eyes. He joyfully watched Namjoon's reaction, because he did just go there.

"Me?" Namjoon blinked in confusion.

"Yeah, are you not sitting in my bed? Did you think I meant something non-platonic?" Jinsoo fake gasped and hit Namjoon on his forearm, making Namjoon roll his eyes. "What, you didn't like my joke?" He pouted then rested his chin on the taller boy's shoulder.

"Nope, not even a little. I actually hated it."

"Oh, sorry," Jinsoo giggled and flung his arm around Namjoon's other shoulder. "How should I make it up to you?" He said in a sweet voice and fluttered his eyelashes.

"Uh-" Namjoon said before hearing a voice call for Jinsoo.

The smaller boy sighed and patted Namjoon's leg before getting up. "Hold that thought," he said walking towards the door and closed it behind him.

"Fuck," Namjoon felt oddly relieved. He ran his hand through his hair then rested his face in his palms. "This kid, huh?" He sighed to himself and stood up to take a look around Jinsoo's room.

On Jinsoo's dresser was many pictures of Jinsoo and his mother. "Cute~" Namjoon smiled at the Jinsoo's baby pictures. "They look so much alike," He holding the picture frame close to the light to inspect their similarities. Every picture of younger Jinsoo, Namjoon cooed at. "He's so tiny and cute," he whispered.

Namjoon heard a small laugh in the corner of the room that made him jump. "I-I'm so sorry," he said and put the pictures back down.

Jinsoo put his delicate hands into the pockets of his oversized sweatshirt. He slowly waddled over to the dresser where Namjoon stood, towering over. Jinsoo then went up onto his tippy toes and whispered softly into Namjoon's ear. "I think you're just as cute," he said, really layering on the cuteness giving Namjoon the tingly feeling of butterflies in his belly.

"My mom is making me dinner before she goes off to work. She had offered to make some extra for you, if you want." Jinsoo said once he returned back to standing flat on his feet.

"Yes, please," Namjoon nodded his head trying to ignore that his cheeks felt like they were burning.

"Okay," Jinsoo smiled and waddled back into the kitchen.

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Jimin looked at the muscle pig of a kid in pure horror once hearing what happened to his best friend. "Why would someone do that to him?! He hasn't hurt anyone in his whole life, not even a fly!" Jimin got increasingly more angry thinking about how unjust it was to hurt someone like Taehyung. "I'm sorry," Jimin exhaled a sigh to recollect himself. "Do you know why he was assaulted?"