"Huh?" Jimin was confused as Namjoon pushed him inside, he flashed him a confused look.
"I'm joking, Jimin-ah. Lighten up," Namjoon rolls his eyes.
"Oh." His voice fell flat. "What did you need?"
"I don't know, I just wanted to see you."
"Oh," he repeats, pressing his lips together. "Sit down, then. I'll make some coffee."
"Sure," Namjoon agrees, doing as he was told. Jimin rushed into the kitchen, and he could hear the clanging of items, and even Jimin's light voice cursing as a pan hit his foot.
"Language, Jiminie," Namjoon giggles as he picks up his phone.
"Sorry, hyung," he mumbles.
Namjoon opened the chat, wanting to see what the countless pinging was about.
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yoongix; theyre fucking for sure
qtseok; u already fucked hoseok stfu
yoongix; yh but jimin is too innocent to be fucked with
wtfgguk; so is hoseok
yoongix; shut up
lattae; lol
[GOD is online.]
GOD; smh
yoongix; oH HEY NAMJOON
qtseok; ://
GOD; Y'know, ur texts arent invisible
yoongix; goddamnit
[yoongix deleted three (3) messages.]
GOD; i can still see them
yoongix; go fuck jimin
GOD; oml no.
GOD; gtg
[GOD is offline.]
yoongix; gtg fuck jimin*
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Jimin walked over, his light footsteps echoing in the silent room. He handed Namjoon his drink and smiled as he sat down just opposite him.
"Why'd you come?" He asks, sipping at his drink.
"I just felt a little lonely, I guess,"
"I can understand that," Jimin nods.
Namjoon smiles, his eyes slightly sad.
"Ah, the others never know when to stop, huh?" He says, pointing to his pinging phone.
"Yes,"
The air was thick with tension.
"Why did you feel lonely, hyung? I'm sure I could help,"
Namjoon shrugged.
"Just ignore it, I want to help you instead."
"Oh... How so?"
"Let me show you,"
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Fanfiction❝I love sweet things, hyung.❞ ❝How come you don't love yourself, then?❞ ------------------------- Seven boys get added to a group chat randomly, neither of them having any contact from before this moment. They decide to stay, and talk, sharing selfi...
