Namjin Oneshots

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I got the inspiration for this from a movie, called Eat With Me. It's so cute😭💜. The oneshot is not going to be anything like the movie.

Seokjin POV

I sit at a table in the back of the bar, a glass of some alcoholic drink in my hand. I look around a bit, when I catch someone staring at me. It's the guitarist of the band that's playing. He's staring at me, his piercing eyes gazing at my body, scanning it up and down.

I walk closer to the band. When they take a break, the man turns toward me. "Can I help you?" He asks.

I smile slightly, setting the glass down. "You seem to want something from me. I caught you staring."

"Well, it's not like I could help it. I mean, have you seen yourself?" He smirks. I grab his tie, and pull his face closer to my own.

"I have. And I'm pretty damn attractive." He opens his mouth like he's going to say something, but decides against it. He grabs my wrist and pulls me into a room in the back of the bar.

"I'm not having sex in this random room." I say. "Take me home?"

"Depends. Am I able to join you?" He asks.

"We'll see."

*20 Minutes Later*

I'm pushed against the wall as soon as we make it into my bedroom. He crashes our lips together in a sloppy, yet fierce kiss.

"Namjoon." He says as we pull apart for breath.

"Seokjin." I pause for a moment, before connecting our lips again.

*The Next Day*

I wake up in someone's arms. Memories of last night rush into my head. Oh shit.

"Hey. Get up!" I whisper shout. Namjoon's eyes open.

"What's wrong?" He mumbles.

"My roommate might've saw us!" I say. "I shouldn't have fallen asleep."

"It'll be fine." He says. "Just chill."

"Seokjin, I'm-" Jimin walks into the room. He freezes when he sees us. That's when I remember, that we're still naked.

"Shit! Jimin, get out!" I exclaim. He rushes out of the room.

"Put some clothes on." I say to Namjoon.

"I don't know...maybe we should stay like this. I'm kind of enjoying the view." He licks his lips as he stares at my body.

"You perv!" I hit him with a pillow.

"But on a serious note, is this a one night thing?" He asks.

"I mean...I don't want it to be a one night thing." I say.

"Then it won't be."