it's just kissing | m.j ✓

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.

The next morning, Namjoon is already sitting at his dining table with a half empty coffee mug in his hand by the time Jimin decides to make an appearance. The smaller man is a complete mess from the looks of it, with his hair sticking all over the place and his face swollen to the point where his eyes are barely visible. Namjoon hides a small smile as he pretends to take another sip of his coffee as he watches Jimin dragging his feet across the floor.

"Oh God, how much did I drink last night?" Jimin mutters under his breath before plopping onto the chair across from Namjoon. He proceeds to then rest his head against the wooden surface of the table, and perks up only when Namjoon offers to fix him a cup of coffee as well.

"Yes please," Jimin murmurs with a lopsided grin, and Namjoon gets out of his chair to make some for the smaller man. He waits for the water to boil in silence, opting to remain quiet instead of making an attempt at small talk. Jimin seems to be struggling as is, and he doesn't want to push the man until the man's had at least some caffeine in his system. The smell of fresh coffee wafts through the spacious kitchen, slowly bringing the smaller man to his senses, and when Namjoon does set a mug down in front of him, Jimin takes it gratefully, sipping at the warm liquid slowly as if it's going to magically cure his hangover.

"'M sorry...I took your bed," Jimin apologizes once he's finally somewhat functioning again, and Namjoon only shakes his head in response. "Where did you sleep?" he asks, looking around the kitchen and the adjoining living room. Jimin doesn't remember there being another bedroom in the apartment.

"On the couch."

"Oh..I'm really sorry. I don't know why I drank so much," Jimin apologizes again, his cheeks turning red at the thought of having been such a horrible guest. He's usually not on such behavior, but he had been so pleasantly buzzed last night, he just continued on drinking.

"It's fine," Namjoon reassures the man, even putting on a small smile in an attempt to calm the other down. Sure, his back might be hurting a bit, and the relatively colder air of the living room hadn't been all that accommodating, but hell, it wasn't as if he was going to be getting decent sleep with Jimin in the house no matter where, so in the end, he doesn't think it matters too much.

"Is my face puffy? I feel puffy," Jimin whines suddenly, pressing his palms against his cheeks and making his pouty lips jut out like duck beaks, and this time, Namjoon lets out a small puff of laughter.

"Little bit," the man answers honestly and Jimin lets out a sheepish grin in response.

"Great...Didn't you drink? How come you're OK?" Jimin wonders out loud, taking in how extremely composed the other man seems to be (as always). He does remember the bar owner sipping at his can the entire night...

"I guess I didn't drink that much. Would you like some breakfast?" Namjoon offers, figuring that Jimin can now probably take in some solid food without throwing up all over the kitchen. Coffee may be good. But it's a temporary fix, and he doesn't want Jimin to make the mistake of relying on caffeine on an empty stomach. 

"Breakfast? Oh god no, I mean, yes I'd like to eat, but I'll cook something. I already took your bed and you made me coffee. Let me at least fix you some breakfast?" Jimin's voice is almost pleading, and Namjoon comes very close to relenting but shakes his head slowly instead. 

"It's fine. Maybe next time," Namjoon says instead before getting out of his chair again. "You should take a quick shower and in the meanwhile, I'll fix some breakfast."