"Look at me," he began, his voice cracking in the process. "Look at me dammit!"
The tears had already spilled but fortunately, they weren't visible to him. Shaking uncontrollably, his arms were spread.
"Serre-moi dans tes bras très fort, à me fair...
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(A/N: only bc he's such a cutie 🥺😭 sexual scene in this chapter...not to the point of smut but it's pretty intense. read at your own risk.)
Namjoon sighed at the two intoxicated males in front of him acting a mess. Though being with them had been a big help. Distraction was exactly what he needed.
Considering his crush at the moment was in the same room as him.
He sighed, letting his distraction fade out of his mind and welcoming the thought of the blonde boy in. He wished that he could just pull the elder to him and blurt out all of his feelings, he wished that he could be confident and confront him about ignoring him and making him feel so guilty, he really fucking wished that he could just tell him that liked him too.
But he couldn't...and it irritated the hell out of him.
Just as he was about to turn around and let himself be distracted by dumb and dumber, he felt his arm being pulled back. Swiftly, he turned around to see who in the hell grabbed him so hard. When he saw a familiar blonde boy, he could feel his whole body tense up.
Min Yoongi was really standing in front of him.
The blonde boy seemed confident at first, ready to say whatever he had to say to him but then his facial expression softened, he bit his lip which Namjoon noticed he did often when he was nervous. His soft pale cheeks became a crimson color and the younger cooed on the inside.
As Namjoon raised a brow, he decided to start the conversation. He pulled out his phone to use his Google Voice app until he felt a hand on his wrist.
"Stop," Yoongi demanded as he slowly let his wrist go. "I don't want you to use that annoying voice thing. Just...hear me out for a second."
Namjoon watched him with concern, he was scared about what he had to say and he didn't know if he wanted to hear it or not. He's totally gonna say he doesn't like me, I just know it.
The elder cleared his throat before beginning, "I need to apologize to you...for treating you like crap, ruining our first meet up, and pushing you away because of...something so simple...something that doesn't define you. I can't say that I wasn't afraid and hurt because I was. I was afraid because I didn't know how to communicate with you but I realize there's so many ways to communicate with someone and it doesn't have to be talking. I was hurt because you didn't tell me before and I don't know, I guess you were scared I was going to run away...which I did but I ran because of the fact that you didn't tell me, not because you're mute. So to make it up to you, I want to apologize to you...but in a way that might make you feel better.
Namjoon furrowed his brows in confusion, wondering what the elder was going to do.
Yoongi hesitantly started out with his left hand out and palm facing the floor, with his right hand he connected his index finger and thumb together to form the letter 'b' and then put it towards his forehead. With that, he slowly put his right hand down to hit his left hand facing down, letting his index finger and thumb disconnect on the way down. He did this, all while saying the words...
