Namjin Oneshots

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Jin is 16, Namjoon is 18

Namjoon POV

"I can't believe this. Eomma is making me watch my 16 year old brother." Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"Why? If he's 16, he should be able to take care of himself." I say.

"That's what I said. But the kid is so damn clumsy, that he'd end up killing himself without supervision. He reminds me of you. But you're worse." He chuckles.

"Asshole." I mumble. "Anyway, I'm still coming over, whether you like it or not."

"Whatever." He sighs.

*At Yoongi's House Later That Night*

"I'm going to kill him!" I exclaim as I burst into Yoongi's house.

"Kill Who?! What the hell Namjoon!" Yoongi exclaims.

"Jungkook! He took off with my cigarettes! That was my last pack for the month!" I groan, throwing myself onto the couch.

"Y-Yoongi, are you okay? I heard yelling." A soft voice says from the stairs. I remove my face from the pillow and look over.

"I'm fine Seokjin." Yoongi says. He's acting all sweet.

"O-Oh. Okay..." The boy starts to walk back upstairs, but he slips and falls down the rest of the stairs.

"Oh shit!" I rush to help him stand. "Are you Okay?!"

"F-Fine." He winces as he stands. I reach down and grab his glasses. "Thanks..."

"Namjoon, you can watch Seokjin for a while. I'm meeting up with Taehyung." Yoongi rushes out the door.

"Your brother is an asshole." I scoff. "Let me help you."

"Thank you..." He blushes.

"No problem kid." I grin. "Since your brother is gone...what do you want to do?"

He gives me a weird look. "Oh god, not like that!" I exclaim. "I'm not a fuckboy."

"Oh...can we watch a movie?!" He asks.

"Sure." I chuckle. He sits on the couch and grabs the remote. I sit next to him.

"How do you survive? I mean, being Yoongi's brother. I couldn't last a day." I grin.

"Yoongi's a nice person in the inside. He's nice to me all the time! He just acts really scary because he's afraid to get hurt." Seokjin says. "But I don't like how cold he acts. I hate how he smokes, and doesn't smile anymore."

"Damn. I just thoughts was a naturally cold guy." I say. Seoknin shakes his head.

"Everyone does." He shrugs. He closes his eyes and leans his head in my shoulder. "You're comfortable."

"You know...you're kinda cute." I grin. "16 years old, and you act like a child. Not in a bad way of course.

"Thank you." He giggles. We stare at each other for a moment, before he leans over and presses his lips to mine. Without thinking, I kiss him back. His hands cup my face, pulling me closer to him.

"Hey guys, I'm- what the fuck?!" Seokjin and I quickly pull away.

"Yoongi! H-Hey man..." I chuckle nervously. He glares at me for a bit, but his eyes soften. I look over to Seokjin, who looks like he's about to burst into tears.

"Hey, don't cry." I pull him into my arms.

"You better take good care of my brother if you guys are going to be a couple. I love you as a brother Namjoon, but if you break Seokjin's heart, I will break you." Yoongi says.

"I won't hurt him Yoongi. I press my lips to Seokjin's forehead. He snuggles into my chest.

"I love him already."