Stolen (Kim Namjoon/RM X Reader)

Plans

 It was dark when Hobi and I left the studio, and when we entered the apartment, the other boys had clearly arrived home some time before us.

"Ehhh! Hyungs! You didn't eat without us, did you?" Hobi called out as we pushed through the front door together, duffle bags slung over our shoulders.

I followed him into the living room, where the rest of the group was sprawled in various positions all over the room.

"We ate all of the pizza before you got here, hyung. Sorry." Tae spoke up from his spot on the couch, where he was playing a handheld video game, his legs sprawled across Kook, who had his eyes closed and his head laid back against the sofa.

"No, we didn't. The pizza isn't here yet." Yoongi said in a bored voice, not looking up from his phone as he refuted Tae's statement.

"Ayyy! Why do you tease me like this, Taehyung?!" Hobi dropped his bag and leapt across the room, removing one of his sandals as he did so, beating Tae playfully across the head and shoulders with it as they struggled to take control of the fake fight.

Jimin emerged from the hallway, coming from his room and pulling a soft hoodie over his head, obviously drawn out by the loud noises that had ensued between Hobi and Tae. He glanced over at them and then flicked his gaze to me as he said over the commotion, "Noona! Did you guys just get back?"

I dropped my duffle bag beside Hobi's and leaned down to take off my shoes as I answered him, "Yeah. We had to stay late to finish up some last minute stuff with the new track."

At my words, Hobi stopped fighting with Tae briefly to call out proudly to the others, "Oh yeahhhh! Hyungs, (F/N) came up with some sick dance moves for the new stuff! I was super impressed." He released Tae from the headlock he had had him contained in and stood, brushing off his jacket as he did so, before looking over at Jin, a teasing smile flicking across his features. "Although. It's pretty difficult stuff. I don't know if the oldest hyung is going to be able to keep up."

"Hey!" Jin sat up from where he had been reclining on a bean bag, his eyes flashing with indignation as he launched into a tirade against Hobi's comment. "That's seriously ageist. You need to respect me as the eldest here! I get no respect from any of you, and what do I do all day? Take care of all of you, sacrifice my time and resources and money and you're ungrateful...."

I rolled my eyes as he continued and headed toward the hall, where JImin still stood in the entrance, watching the argument between Jin and Hobi with an amused expression on his angelic features.

I put a hand on his shoulder as I passed him. "Jiminie. I'm gonna go shower and change. Let me know when pizza gets here, yeah?" I glanced over my shoulder at the ruckus happening in the living room. "And don't let them kill each other, please."

He pulled his gaze away from his arguing older brothers and offered me one of his soft smiles as he nodded. "You can count on me, noona."

I squeezed his shoulder affectionately before I headed down the hallway and toward the back of the dorm, where my room was situated.

Pushing through the door, I was surprised to see Namjoon sitting at his computer.

He looked up when I entered and offered me a smile as he said quietly, "Oh, hey."

I shut the door behind me and walked over to his desk, leaning against him and slinging my arms over his shoulders and down his chest as I tried to look at his screen to see what he was doing. "Why are you back here? You're not hanging with the boys?"

He typed a few more words on the keyboard and then sat back, leaning against me as he sighed and said in a slightly frustrated tone, "I needed to finish a few things first. For the next album."