Strange [Vmon]

11

[warning: explicit content. not that any of u care anyway]

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The passed few days were relatively normal. Namjoon had returned to his shared room with V and the other hadn't bothered him once. The singer would still acknowledge his presence, but that was about it. They became distant once more. That was something Taehyung didn't want, but he'd already screwed up once. He felt that he needed to put some distance between them or he'd possibly lose Namjoon forever, like Jungkook..

He definitely wouldn't allow it to happen again. He wanted the leader to feel comfortable around him. Safe. He wanted Namjoon to talk and interact with him freely again, just like he always had before. He wanted to become closer to him. On the same level as Jimin.

Namjoon didn't dwell on it too much. The past was the past, he figured. He had too much on his plate to worry about. Maybe, it had all just been a dream after all. His imagination. Maybe, he was the one sick in the head. Dreaming of his dongsaeng doing such things to him. Having such feelings and dangerous affection towards him.

Namjoon clasped his hands across his stomach and stared up at the ceiling lost in thought. It was quiet throughout the building. He only assumed everyone had gone to sleep early. He wouldn't blame the others though; they had gotten up at 5am and had been practicing all day. His body felt heavy as well. After practice he'd just left ahead of everyone else to catch the shower first before Jimin or Hoseok had a chance to.

Just as Jimin said: the first shower always has the best water. He'd completely drowned out the Mochi's protests to let him join.

After showering, Namjoon had gone back to his room and flopped down into his bed where he stayed for the remainder of the day. He hadn't moved an inch. His gaze flickered over to the clock that was settled onto his nightstand. 11:23 p.m. The leader let out a strained sigh and pulled himself up into a sitting position where he then scanned the room.

Taehyung hadn't come back yet.

He should feel relieved by this, if anything. Even though Taehyung didn't do anything too frightening to him, the singer did still do weird things when Namjoon would try to sleep. He wasn't sure if the other was aware that he knew though. While their room would be pitch black, Namjoon would still be able to hear. Hear the sound of Taehyung's soft breathing, then the slow sound of his blankets ruffling, the quiet patter of footsteps against the cool floor, then.. he'd feel.

Feel huffs of breath on his skin, and icy fingertips brushing against various exposed areas on his body.. Then, it'd be over just as quickly and Taehyung would be fast asleep. Gentle snores filling the room..

"This is ridiculous.." Namjoon murmured to himself placing a palm to his forehead. "I don't understand.. I don't get it. I don't get you. First, you do these terrifying things.. then, the next minute you're.. just.. I hate this." He said sliding from his bed and leaving the room to find his roommate.

Not even a few feet away stood said person. The singer stared at Namjoon wide eyed with his hands in his jacket pockets. Namjoon stared back. "Do you have any idea what time it is? What the hell were you doing?" The leader scoffed. Taehyung bit his bottom lip averting his gaze.

"Taehyung." Namjoon called earning a blank response from the other.

He didn't want to push on the matter. Even though Taehyung had been himself lately Namjoon was still a little wary of him and his bipolar personality. He didn't want to keep prying at Taehyung, especially at a time like this.

Where Namjoon was alone with him.. Everyone was asleep..

Namjoon turned and started off back to his room. He heard soft pattering of Taehyung's steps following behind. Once inside Namjoon flopped down into his bed rolling himself in his blankets. He was hoping to catch up on the sleep he'd lost whilst waiting for Taehyung to come back. Said singer moved about the room quiet as a mouse not wanting to disturb the leader. Namjoon thought the gesture to be too formal.