Sick

"You're sick. You know that?"

Namjoon's pov

"So... " I start as I roll over to an almost sleeping Seokjin on the other side of the bed.

He opens his eyes slightly and looks at me. "What?" He he mumbles into the pillow. I could tell he was tired and probably wanted me to evaporate. Leaning over closer I pull his sleeping frame from lying on his stomach to his sides so that he's lying on my arm and looking towards me.

The mix of grumbles and annoyed grunts that follows tell me to piss off but I don't listen.

"Why did you tell me not to talk to that lady?"

"Namjoon go to sleep." He says with a heavy voice closing his eyes and falling back to sleep.

I don't want to take that so I keep trying to pester him. This might end up with me getting hit either in the stomach, the face or in the balls but is it worth it? Yes, very.

His pyjama shirt falls over on his stomach as it was too big for his smaller frame, that was probably because they were mine! From time to time he'd steal my large old tees and pyjama shirts for god knows what reason. I didn't mind though. Sometimes he would prance around the house wearing it and nothing else but his boxers. I have to close my legs and not look at him when he does. Especially if Jimins toddling around.

Today was one of those days. It was hotter tonight so he opted for more comfort.

The fact that he had his legs spread out leaving the arch of his hips on display was sinful. The shirt ofcourse wasn't helping considering it was a peach coloured satin material. He look dangerous. Ready and fucking sexy.

I take a risk and press my body closer to him-my head in his neck.
He shuffles followed by a ray of inaudible sounds that I can only asume are cusses.

I drape my arm around his hips.

"Namjoon~" he whines. "It's hot. Go away."

I don't move. I don't know why, but I just feel like stepping on his buttons. I suppose every couple has at one point. I know for a fact that whenever I get told to piss off when I want to cuddle I annoy him till he either gets mad or gives in. I was hopping for the better version this time. Plus I am very horny.

Its been days. It's a good thing we were leaving soon.

"Namjoon." He warns.
"Yeah?"
"What do you want?"

It took eveything in me to not say 'your ass'.

"For you to answer my question!" I say simply.

"Cause you don't know her!"
"Neither do you." I retort
"Why are we even still talking about her?"
"Because you told me to immediatly stop talking to her after I had said one line." I chuckle.
"This discussion is over, stop breathing in my neck and go to bed please."

"I can't."
"Well I can so with every bit of respect, piss off."

I don't say anything after that for a minute. It looks like he's asleep.

I lean a little closer to his ear making sure my lips were touching the skin behind them. "I'm horny Jin."

"Jesus, you're-" I cut his complains off by pushing my lips against his. His breath hitches and he breathes through his nose from the shock.

I let go after a little. The annoyed expression on his face bites at me.

"You're sick. You know that?"

"Sick for yo-" "shut the fuck up, don't you dare finish that stupid sentence."

Oh yeah I definitely struck a nerve. Should've probably pissed off. Now he's not going to talk to talk to me all day tomorrow. I expected it though.

Jin pushes his body upwards pushing me off. He moves over to the middle of the bed. Was he going to sleep in Jimin's room?

I watch as he climbs over me assuming he's heading to the door. But suddenly he stops. He leans down towards my pyjama pants and tugs at them.

"Woah, what the-" I say in distress yanking my pants up.

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To be continued

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