When school ended, Namjoon actually agreed to going to the party as long as they found a way to get back to the dorms safely. Yoongi decided he'd stay sober tonight, and watch Jungkook - since he's only the age of sixteen.Now dressed up, the two got into Yoongi's car in the dorm parking lot and drove to the infamous address. Yoongi had one hand on the wheel, and an other taken into Namjoon's. Namjoon's hands were slender, but Yoongi's hands were differently bigger.
The taller played with the rings on Yoongi's fingers. Humming softly to the song on the radio till the car stopped, and Yoongi moved his hand away.
"... Let's go."
Jungkook greeted them as soon as they walked into the already busy house. Music blasted through surround sound speakers, the smell of alcohol, smoke, and pizza. A cliche high school party.
Jungkook pointed to the kitchen. "... He's over there, you guys have to come with me. Please."
Yoongi looked at Namjoon, who shrugged, and followed the youngest to the destination. Jungkook was eager.
Namjoon stayed beside Yoongi, giving small waves to others he knew. Joon was known for being shy at parties, and he felt safe around his best friend.
The boy Jungkook was talking about had shots laid out on the kitchen counter. His cheeks slowly turning into the color of roses as he giggled around his own friends.
"Taehyung!" Jungkook calls out happily, and the boy looked over. "Hey..."
Taehyung grinmed, waving before sliding three shots toward the boys. "Hey, kook. Newcomers, drink up!"
Yoongi shook his head, sliding the glass back. "Designated driver, sorry."
"... I'll take it." Namjoon murmurs, turning his head away from everyone and downed the liquor. Wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his palm, and tsking.
Before he could reach over and take Yoongi's, Yoongi stops him by grabbing his wrist. "... Watch yourself," Yoongi says. "I can't have you stumbling back home."
"Such a caring boyfriend," Taehyung hiccuped, sliding an arm over Jungkook's shoulders. Grinning with his cheek pressed against a blushing Jungkook's. "Aigoo..."
"... We're not," Namjoon puffed his cheeks, "Just friends."
Taehyung's mouth shaped into an 'o' before nodding with another giggle. Murmuring some incoherent things into Jungkook's ear.
Yoongi smiled with a hint of sarcasm, his hand slithering behind Namjoon. He places a hand somewhere he usually doesn't,and squeezes causing Namjoon to jolt and blush.
Namjoon snatches the drink quickly, pouting at Yoongi before taking another shot. "Pass me a beer, please," Namjoon says to Jungkook.
When Yoongi said he'd be the sober driver, he meant it. He didn't touch a single cup of alcohol, but watch as Namjoon indulges in more alcohol every ten minutes. Glancing at Jungkook once and a while to make sure he didn't have any alcohol at all.
Yoongi sat down on a kitchen stool, eating a pizza slice while observing his surroundings. Sighing, not being able to have fun without being drunk.
Namjoon took some shots with Taehyung before hiccuping, and slamming it down. Staggering to Yoongi, he grabs the bottom of the stool.
"... What's wrong?" asks Yoongi.
Namjoon looked at him before tanking the chair back, it shrieks against the marble floor. He slides between, and props himself over Yoongi's lap.
He looked silly since he was much taller than Yoongi, but the shorter wrapped his arms around Namjoon's waist and held him securely. Resting his head against his shoulder.
Namjoon held his weight on the balls of his feet, not wanting to make Yoongi feel uncomfortable.
Instead, Yoongi hods him by his hips and makes him sit fully on his lap. "... Don't be embarrassed," he whispered in his ear.
"... I want you to be comfortable on your own throne."
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toxic masculinity ♂namgi
Fanfiction"How can you fuck a guy if you don't even have a dick?" "I'll chop yours off if you don't shut the hell up." [namgi] ; bottom namjoon, top trans! yoongi. mentions of gender dysphoria.