A Wish Remembered - NamJin ✔️

Don't Tell Me

Seokjin faintly heard some birds chirped outside the balcony while he was struggled to tug the blanket up, refused the bright sunshine crept by the curtains woke him up. His body felt sore and his head was so dizzy in pain. Yet, his nose was still okay. He could smell some familiar scent from the pillow his head laid down lazily. He could smell Namjoon's scent. Namjoon's perfume. Those scent successfully gained his consciousness.

"My Lord!!" Seokjin opened his eyes. "What the hell was goin' on?!" He shouted while sat up by reflex made his head and body much more in pain.

At that time, Namjoon came into the bedroom holding the blanket and pillow he had use to sleep in the private reading room. He jumped to the bed and closed his eyes. Still sleepy as hell. "Have a blissfull sleep in my comfy bed, huh?" He asked the older with his eyes closed.

"What are you doing here?" Seokjin answered with stupid question while moved aside to avoid the closeness between them.

Namjoon opened his eyes to met the other's ones. "That should be my question. How come you ended climb into my bed though you said you hate me and I have no choice but to sleep on the couch in the private reading room? And I was amused with the way you curse when you were drunk. You were talking and swearing a lot and so fast. You should become a rapper."

Seokjin gulped. "Me what?"

"You drunk and said that you hate me because I always torturing you." Namjoon once again closed his eyes. "Well, I don't care. I will continue torturing you. I still have twenty months to do anything I want. Now, prepare me some breakfast and be ready. We will going to your home to solve some problems."

What problems? Ugh. Right. He was like this because of his beloved younger brother, Jeon Jungkookie. "My head still hurts..." Seokjin mumbled himself.

Namjoon watched with concern to the older who still looked pretty on his messy hair and puffy morning face. "I can ask the maid if you still feeling unwell."

"No. It's okay. I can bear it." Seokjin climbed down the bed and walked lazily.

"Don't drink if you can't. Even soda with rum. Don't." Namjoon said to him.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

Seokjin left the room and Namjoon clenched his teeth. He remembered last night when he was about to leave Seokjin to sleep peacefully on his comfy bed. The older was sleep talking. And the words Namjoon heard was so hurtful. 'I hate you Kim Namjoon. I hate you for making me confused...' He should be happy, but not before he win Kim Seokjin from Jin Hyosang. Not when he was still the one who makes Kim Seokjin sad.

Two hours later, around 11AM Namjoon drove them both heading to Seokjin's house. Namjoon already told the older some win win solutions which they agreed to tell Jungkook. Namjoon gave the older understanding that if he prohibits his brother from enjoying his hobby is not wise at all. Jungkook will probably become a rebel and abandon his school. Seokjin seemed understand, but now he needs to gather himself to face his brother and tell him that he was sorry. They arrived in Seokjin's house and found that the young man with mahogany hair colour named Kim Taehyung was still there. Taehyung is Jungkook's classmate and they learnt DJing for almost a year. They had their first performance several months ago. Again, how come Seokjin didn't know. Ohh he was trapped in the mansion.

"So guys." Namjoon was starting his negotiation. He sat beside Seokjin on the sofa in the living room facing two younger kids who sat on the chair in front of them. Seokjin's step faher wasn't there, Jungkook said their father left for work in the near factory. Good thing, that man willing to change. "I really didn't know about you got the chance to perform in my club until I investigate my staff. Well your performance was great and you both are so talented, but like Seokjin said you guys are still underage to even came into that place."