"Just stop picking me up!!!! It's demeaning!!" Yoongi huffed and crossed his arms. Namjoon gently set him back down on his feet.
"Sorry." He genuinely sounded sad. Sighing slightly, the older turned around and leaned up on his toes, kissing the other.
"It's alright."
~Later that day~
"Joonieeeeee!" Yoongi's bedroom door creaked open.
"Yes, hyung?"
"Can you pick me up?" He said quietly.
"What was that?" Namjoon stepped into the room.
"I need to reach something at the top of my closet."
"Aw," The younger ruffled Yoongi's hair. "Does shortie need a step stool?" The older glared.
"I'm going to shoot you."
"Come here." The younger picked Yoongi up by the waist, disregarding his threat. Yoongi pulled out the bin. With his feet safely on the ground, he shooed Namjoon out of his room for some peace and quiet.
~Another time skip cause I'm tired~
"Don't pick me up!! I'M NOT A KID!!" The younger sighed, picking him up anyway and taking him to bed. He laid the older under the covers and got in bed next to him. Yoongi turned away from him.
"Hyunggg." Namjoon reached out and spooned him, pulling the other flush to his chest. He kissed the back of his neck.
"I love you." Yoongi huffed and turned in his arms.
"Maybe if you stopped picking me up I would consider loving you." The younger smiled playfully.
"But I can't help it! You're always so cute and sleepy and I just wanna hold you in my arms all the time!" He tightened his hold on the older and kissed his cheeks. Yoongi groaned and gently pushed him away.
"You know you love me." Namjoon smiled cheekily.
"Yeah, I do."
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BTS Oneshots Part 2
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