toxic masculinity ♂namgi

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Yoongi woke up to a good morning with Namjoon in his arms. The slumbering boy cuddled close to him had his arms pressed against his stomach, and his head nuzzled under his chest. Despite their height difference, Yoongi's legs were tangled between Namjoon's plump thighs and his hands stroked the taller boy's hair.

Yoongi looked over at the bed across from his, smiling fondly at the emptiness. Dorm roommates who had enough room to sleep desperately, but decided to sleep with each other. It's too cold to be alone, Namjoon would say.

The man luckily woke up before the alarm clock did, and turned it off, so Namjoon could sleep in a little bit more. The poor boy is always exhausted compared to Yoongi. Yeah, he gets lazy at times, but Namjoon can't be because of his responsibility at the school.

"... The student counsel meeting can wait an extra hour," Yoongi hums, running his fingers through the soft brown hair under his chest. Feeling the soft snores coming from Joon.

"... Time?" Namjoon groggily rises, his eyes still closed.

"It's only six-thirty," Yoongi says, "Go back to sleep."

Namjoon let's out a sound similar to a groan. His bones crackle as he exhaustingly gets up. His head poking out from the blanket with slightly puffy eyes, he scrunches his nose as he rubs his eyes. Bedhead, he was cute.

"I can't," Namjoon yawns, "I got baseball practice."

Yoongi can't help but cup his cheeks, awakening the tired boy more. "I'll meet you at the meeting?"

Namjoon doesn't verbally reply, nodding his head heavily. His cheeks squished against Yoongi's hands. His eyes slowly getting droopy. "... 'M gonna get ready."

Yoongi pats his cheek and watches fondly as Namjoon gets up from the bed, stretch, and rise to pick out his clothes from the drawer. The taller only in a pair of boxers and a soft yellow sweater, Yoongi can't help out let out a catcall whistle.

Namjoon snaps his head back at the man on the bed, squinting and scrunching his nose. "Seriously?"

Yoongi laughs and grins, placing his arms behind his head. "Thighs," is all he says.

Namjoon frowns before staring deeply at the man. Only to smack his own thigh with a cheeky grin, "Baseballlllllllllllll," He replies back with a snickering laugh.

Yoongi erupts into a fit of groggy giggles, a familiar gummy smile that always stayed the same. "Go shower, you idiot."

Namjoon puts his chosen clothes into a ball, and grabs a towel from the closet.He slams his leg loudly onto the closer door, and smacks his thigh again. "You like that?"

Yoongi laughs, and grabs a pillow to aggressively throw at Namjoon. "You're so weird!"

Namjoon catches the pillow with one hand. "You're the one with a weird fetish-"

"I never said- you know what? Shut up."

"Alright, alright," Namjoon shrugs, "... No need to be so mean."

"Shower, now."

"Oh yes daddy!" Namjoon screeches and screams as Yoongi jumps off the bed with another pillow in hand. The taller man zips into the bathroom before Yoongi can fight him, and slams the door shut with the lock on.

"I'm gonna beat your ass!" Yoongi laughs, shaking his head.

Yoongi walks away and prepares for another day at school as well. Waiting for the tall boy to come out of the shower - towel around his waist - just so he can drool, just a little.

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