Loavesdropping

Namjoon wanted to be deaf. Either that or dead. He didn't really care at the moment. Hell, he'd even prefer to be outside and shoot that KFC advertisement, which of the guys from the marketing department suggested a few weeks back. All because the video of him saying "Cause chicken is the best" went viral. He didn't want to be known as The Chicken Guy, but apparently that wasn't important.

But still, doing that ridiculous marketing video would be a thousand times better than being here right now. If he had known what was to come, he would have left the dorm like he intended to. No matter how bad his cold had gotten over night. But he didn't know and now he had to listen to whatever Jimin and Yoongi were doing.

The two of them had been acting rather strange over the last week, sharing glances and giggling. Although Jimin did most of the giggling while Yoongi just showed a mischievous smirk, both of them writing lists when they thought the others weren't looking and hiding them from the rest of the members. Finally, two days ago Jimin "suggested" that instead of having a lazy day everyone should go out and get some overdue work done. Well, everyone but him and Yoongi. They had been working late, past midnight even, for a while now and claimed they needed some time at the flat without someone being noisy.

The other five members didn't mind, they all had solo assignments to do or, in Hobi's case, work on their own project. Namjoon wanted to go to the studio and work on a few new song ideas that he came up with, but when he woke up with a fever and a runny nose he had decided against it. He didn't even think about telling two in the other room. Why should he? He didn't need help or anything, resting for a while would suffice. And since he didn't intend to leave his bedroom he wouldn't interrupt their well-deserved rest.

At least that's what he thought. Just, they weren't resting.

"No hyung, you need to pound it harder!"

He could hear Jimin's rather worked up voice through the door. He wished he couldn't. Just like he wished he couldn't hear the slapping noises echoing through the hallway.

"Well, easier said than done! This is really exhausting you know?"

Yoongi's answer sounded rather breathless, just like when they were practicing a new dance and he had to put in more effort.

Shortly after, an even louder smacking sound and a loud yelp from Jimin could be heard.

"Not that hard! And be a little more careful where you're hitting that really hurt," he whined But he didn't seem to mind too much.

"Maybe if you put in a little effort, this would go a little more smoothly"

"Excuse me? My part comes later and you know it."

Namjoon wanted to throw himself out of the window. He did not sign up for this.

Another loud smack and then Yoongi groaned.

"Okay, I am done. What's next?"

"Hmmm, you did well." Jimin's light, joyous chuckles rang through the air. "And next, didn't you want to show me..."

"Aaah right. How about you sit down already and I clean up a bit? This is a real mess"

A tap got turned on, the water running for a short while.

"Okay, ready. You sure this is what you want?" Yoongi sounded a little concerned.

"Of course I am sure, I am the one who suggested all of this," Jimin's eye rolling was apparent from his voice.

"Well, I would have been fine with having your sweet buns. But I guess I can't complain now."

"Glad you like them so much." The smirk was just as apparent as the eye roll. "So, how does this work?"