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—Jungkook had completely forgotten about asking Namjoon out; it had just slipped his mind. Entirely. Or, at least, that's what he'd tell Taehyung every time he'd jump at him, demanding updates and details.
So, if Taehyung called him right at this moment (unlikely, since he was out with Jimin) then Jungkook would tell him he wasn't considering asking Namjoon out, right then, as he and Namjoon lay down together underneath the stars, on top of the damp, spiky grass.
Actually, being out with Jimin never stopped Taehyung from calling him. Likely, then.
Anyway. Yeah. Jungkook wasn't thinking about telling Namjoon how much he liked him then and there, and the goosebumps on his skin were solely there because of the chilly breeze — not because Namjoon was tugging at his hair, not because Namjoon's stomach flexed under Jungkook's head every time he moved or took a deep breath, and definitely not because he could feel a strip of Namjoon's skin against the back of his neck.
If he turned his head and lowered his neck a little bit, just a little bit, he could press a kiss there. His lips were cold, so maybe Namjoon would shiver. Or maybe he'd giggle. Or maybe he'd freeze.
And they were alone, in the quiet.
He could blow a raspberry instead. It would be okay. It wouldn't really mean anything.
"I feel bad for him," Namjoon sighed, his eyes on Yoongi. Yoongi, whose existence Jungkook's brain had temporarily eradicated. Yoongi, who was sleeping soundly, curled up on Jungkook's chest.
Right. They weren't alone.
Jungkook felt bad for having this thought, but Jesus. That man was a third-wheel in his own relationship so why was Jungkook surprised that he was third-wheeling them now?
"Yeah," Jungkook bit his tongue and agreed, brushing Yoongi's hair away from his forehead.
"Things are kinda weird but they'll be okay," Namjoon added, quietly. "Right?"
Jungkook blinked. "Yes. Totally. Uh, I think maybe Yoongi and Jimin should, like, try to spend some time alone. And they should all talk about it."
"That's what I said."
"Like, you're not really their marriage counsellor. Instead of coming to you to complain, Yoongi should go 'n talk to his boyfriends," Jungkook added. "Miscommunication is the reason behind... the downfall of humanity."
"Yeah," Namjoon agreed. Then blinked. "What."
"Really! But like, it's different? The downfall of humanity is caused by not communicating on purpose, you know? Like, keeping information secret until there's no choice but telling people."
"Hm, I know you're thinking about zombie apocalypses," Namjoon snorted, flicking him in the cheek. Jungkook grinned, tilting his head. "But you're actually right. Somewhat, I think."
"Of course I'm right."
"No, for real," Namjoon said. "All governments do is lie and lie and lie. The truth is the last option — it only comes out when governments run out of lies. And even then, it's not always the complete truth, so you're right. Even if you're thinking about zombie apocalypses, you're right because fiction and reality are more tied together than you think."
"Oh." Jungkook blushed. "Thanks. Yeah. You're right."
Damn. Did Namjoon mean that zombies are related to reality or what? Yoongi, one time, went on a rant about how the whole werewolves versus vampires thing can be compared to the uprising of the proletariat against the bourgeoisie. Maybe zombies are also somehow related to real life issues and can be compared to them. Like, experimenting on poor people? Or illnesses that spread predominantly in poor societies but don't receive awareness until the issue reaches higher classes?
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a daydream away - namkook
Fanfictionin which Jungkook, a sucker for Namjoon, sucks at communication. © 2019.