Blanket Kick『JJK』

02

[A/N: weird shit gonna go down so I suggest you keep your seatbelt on]

<NAYOON'S POV>

     Right when we came back from the airport, I rushed to my dorm that I shared with Jihyo and grabbed my phone, a neck pillow, and a blanket and rushed to Namjoon's dorm that he shared with a guy named Jungsook? Songjoo?

     Never mind, I forgot his damn name but from what I heard about him, he's the international playboy of the university.

     I knocked on their door twice and I was greeted by a shirtless man... Who wasn't my brother..

     He looked like he was 3 years younger than me.

     I looked at his abs and licked my lips. Wait what?

     "Do I know you?" He asked covering his abs.

     'Aww, why does he have to cover something so delicious and lick-able?' I thought.

     I came back to my senses.

     "No, and I hope it stays that way.. Is Namjoon oppa in here?" I asked, now looking at his face.

     He arched an eyebrow and pointed to a room.

     I walked past the dude but stopped in my tracks. I turned around and a playful smirk came across my lips.

     "I like your abs.. It would also be better if your pants were off too.." I gave him a wink and walked to Namjoon's room.

     'What the fuck has gotten into me? Well, I guess I inherited that from my brother..' I sighed and opened the door just to see Namjoon, sitting on his bed, jacking off.

     I covered my eyes and closed the door. I waited for 5 minutes and opened the door again to see Namjoon looking perfectly normal. His dick wasn't out anymore. He wasn't moaning anymore. Good.

     I sat down next to him and covered him with my blanket. I smiled at him and he returned a nervous smile. Then we resumed watching until midnight.

     We weren't tired, just hungry so I called my cousin's pizza place and a familiar voice picked up the phone.

     "Hello, this is TaeTae's Pizza, how can I take your order?"

     "Umm, I would like 2 boxes of {favorite type of pizza}." I stated.

     "Wait.. Why do you sound like- *clears throat* May I ask you a question, miss?" The person on the other line asks.

     "You just did though? But sure.." I snorted.

     "Did you go to the airport this afternoon?" He asked.

     "Why do you ask?" I was beginning to sweat like I was being caught in lie or something.

     "Because you sound very familiar.." He replied.

     Then it hit me. Like how my dad did my mom in the car and had Namjoon, it finally hit me.

     This guy talking was the same guy who tried to kiss me at the airport and I couldn't do anything about it because I was traumatized for some reason.