"No. Why?"
"You probably know him. Tats everywhere, piercings here, here and here. Jet black hair...you know who I'm talking about."
Namjoon goes through the list of familiar faces in his head and then stills when he remembers. He had kept a close watch on him one time a few months back when a fight broke out among three catty twinks who were after the man. Oh he remembers the way the man had just stood by the bar watching the fight as if it was the most entertaining thing he's seen all year.
"....That guy?"
"Yup. That guy," Hoseok says before crossing his arms and staring at the bar owner expectantly.
"So what?" Namjoon blurts out, not liking the look on the other man's face. He had sort of expected something like this to happen. He's not happy about it, but Jimin seemed excited about the date...and who knows? Maybe they'll hit it off stellarly.
"What do you mean so what? Aren't you going to do something about it?"
"And why would I do something about it? I'm not his mother."
"Yeah, but you're kinda responsible for all of this."
"How am I-"
"Look, we all knew this was going to happen the moment you decided to stake claim on Jimin in public, right?"
"....So?"
"You're telling me that this isn't bothering you, not even one bit?" Hoseok continues, taking a step forward with a smirk on his face. Namjoon hates that particular smirk.
"Why would it?"
"Come on, Joonie, we've known each other for so long. You really going to do this?"
"Look, I have no idea what you're talking about, and that aside, Jimin is an adult. He can make decisions for himself, and if the date doesn't turn out well, then tough. Shit happens."
Hoseok watches the other man silently, and Namjoon can almost hear wheels turning inside the manager's brain.
"You sure you're not hoping it goes wrong?" Hoseok questions all of a sudden, a single corner of lips turning upwards slightly.
"What?"
"You heard me. Well, I guess I better go downstairs and help open up shop, boss."
With those words, Hoseok exists the room, leaving a very annoyed and confused Namjoon.
-"Thank you for walking me all the way home," Jimin says with a shy smile as they arrive in front of his apartment. Jaebum had been quite charming throughout the entire dinner and drink, and while Jimin had done his best to control his alcohol consumption, he was feeling a tiny bit tipsy. Time for him to hit the bed!
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Jaebum asks with a grin, leaning towards towards the smaller man. Jimin swallows visibly, trying to remember if Namjoon had taught him anything about this. Was he supposed to invite the man up for tea or something? Would it be considered rude to say no? But his room is such a mess! Oh God, Jaebum is going to get a glimpse of his room and lose all interest. God no. He can't let that happen.
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it's just kissing | m.j ✓
Fanfiction‹ completed | edited › ↳ jimin is in some desperate need to learn how to be sexy so he can stop all his boyfriends from cheating on him, and he can't think of a better teacher than kim namjoon, a notorious heart-breaker and the owner of the bigges...