After minutes of Namjoon trying to calm down your crying form, you finally sniffle for the last time and lift your head from his chest.
"Are you calm now," he asks with his dark brown eyes looking at you with caution. "Because my jacket is all wet now."
You let out a quiet laugh looking at the wet spot on his jacket. You take a deep breath and immediately regret it, the dust from the explosion entering your lungs. You start vigorously coughing and take support from his shoulder. Soon your coughing turns into heavy laughing, resulting Namjoon to look at you like a mad man.
You clear your throat and look at him with a straight face. "Wow," he snorts. "Did you learn that from Jin hyung?"
"No, what are you talking about?" You scoff. "Natural talent right here." You put on an arrogant look and pose, making Namjoon pinch your cheeks. He always knows how to lift your mood, no matter what happened.
"Should we go inside? It's quite dusty here." He waves his hands in the air to clear the dust.
You nod in agreement and stand up from the ground, dusting your pants. You both walk towards the house without looking back at the blown up bodies and cars, not wanting to put all the effort Namjoon made to lift your mood to waste.
The door opens with a click, revealing the familiar lobby, walls now ruined with bullet holes and the expensive looking white fur carpet with blood stains from the attack that occured few days ago. Jin was probably furious.
"What do you want to do?" You snap out of your thoughts and look at the tall man. He's looking at you with a small smile and curious eyes, making you blurt out the first thing that comes in your mind.
"Can we take a shower?"
Really, Eun? You just had to embarrass yourself like this...That sounds wrong.
"I-I meant can I shower first! I didn't mean like t-together-" He cuts you off with an amused giggle. "I know what you meant, and yes, you can and should shower first." He says and motions you to go. Your face probably looks like a beet right now.
You take fast steps towards your bedroom while cursing in your head. Heck, it's not even a big deal, but you're still acting like this. What a fool you're making yourself of.
You glance at the mirror and grimace when you see what a mess your face is. Still Namjoon acted like you didn't look like a sewer rat. Sigh.
"Hmm, what should it be today," you glance between two body washes. "Vanilla or strawberry?" You think to yourself as you sniff both.
"Strawberry!" You hear Namjoon yell from your room.
"Namjoon, what are you doing in my room?" You sigh. "I'm just bringing your suitcases, 'cause you're staying, right?" A crash could be heard after that sentence, possibly coming from your glass table.
"Namjoon, what did you do now?" You sigh as you hear him struggling to get up. "Don't worry about it, you can continue your shower!" He laughs nervously.
"Well, I didn't even get to start the water, but whatever you say." You start the water and put the body washes down, the corner of your mouth twitching.
Crap, why does he have to be so cute?
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A/N: *que Jungkook's voice* It's been a while. Finally I managed to write this chapter, took me long enough. Sorry if it's shorter than usual, I'm trying to make them shorter and update more often. But I made this chapter for Namjoon (kinda late). But isn't he a cutie?! Ok sorry but yeah, idk what to say. Please vote, comment or follow me if you'd like to :) see you!
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