𝗨𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘅𝗶𝗮 ✓ [OLD]

19

"hyung."

"yeah?" yoongi spoke up as he was, looking at his stomach in the mirror.

"do you ever think on us getting better?"

"no...not really." he mumbled. "it seems difficult."

namjoon got up from the edge of the bed, walking up to the back of yoongi.

"we can try to someday, together?"

"namjoon, i don't kn-"

he was about to put his shirt down but namjoon stopped it, having his arms basically wrapped around him again.

"wh-"

yoongi's breath hitched when he felt the tip of namjoon's fingers touch his stomach.

his shirt was lift back up.

"your tummy is pretty." namjoon whispered.

yoongi didn't say anything, keeping silent.

"you don't think it is but i do."

"joon..."

namjoon smirked, seeing in the mirror that his face is glowing red.
the older is all flustered from his touch.

namjoon just chuckled, releasing.

"hyung, lets go out."

yoongi's heart hurt.
he didn't know why he didn't stop him.

why did it feel so...nice?

"i-i have to sit down..." yoongi said, going to the edge of the bed to sit down.

"do you have any clothes that are a bit bigger?"

"i have a black shir-"

yoongi was about to finish his sentence but he saw namjoon with no shirt on.

he blushed and quickly looked away, clearing his throat, rubbing his nape.

"is this the shirt?" he showed yoongi.

"mhm." he didn't really know, he wasn't looking.

he looked over and saw that the shirt wasn't just abnormal shirt, it was a turtle neck with long sleeves.

it basically showed namjoon's muscles through the shirt.

yoongi gulped hard.

🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ idk where i was going with this