god, Namjoon loves his mom. especially now, with the kimchi fried rice she left for him. it tasted... orgasmic, i think i just stomach nutted. is that a thing?
whatever, it is now.
quickly finishing and internally groaning when he reached the empty bowl, he decided to head over to the living room. turning on the tv, he found a show called yg treasure box [YALL JUNKYU IS MY BABY AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, IF HE DOESNT DEBUT A BITCH IS GONNA BE MAD] and put it on. almost immediately, he switched his attention from the show to instagram. swiping up every two seconds and occasionally letting out a small puff of air from his nose.
he came to the conclusion that he was bored out of his mind.
