The 30 year plan | Namjin

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After a quick escape from the street food plaza, they took a cab and were now sitting at the steps of Jin's apartment building. Jisoo had made sure to call the manager as soon as they were in the cab, so right now they were just waiting for him to pick her up. It had already been an hour and a little bit more since the girls saw them so Jin wasn't even trying to look at the internet. What an eventful day it had been.

"He says he's not far." Jisoo told as she got off the phone and walked back to the steps. "So I think it's best if we wait here.

Jin nodded. "Suit yourself but my apartment is pretty nice." He said. "Well it's nice when I don't have a big baby giant parading around it."

"You can invite me another time. Oooh, we can even have a sleep over~" she giggled, adjusting her cap as a couple walked by.

Five minutes later and the manger was already honking the horn of the car. Jisoo turned to Jin and smiled.

"Thank you for tolerating all that craziness, Seokjin-ssi." Jisoo thanked. "Can I get a goodbye hug if it's not too much trouble?"

The oldest smiled giving Jisoo a hug, it was weird though because she was so short and tiny.

"Goodbye, Jisoo." Jin bid. "Whatever you need I'm just one call away." He assured. "I'll see you on set."

She nodded turning her back on him and walking toward the car. As soon as he could no longer see the car Jin walked back to the apartment. Today had been such a long day. They had walked around so much, been basically paparazzied and Jin had become friends with an idol, who would've thought?

All he wanted to do was flop onto his comfy bed and sleep. But, well, those plans were ruined as soon as Jin walked in and found a very drunk Namjoon basically half asleep as he sat on the floor.

"Jin-ah!" Namjoon smiled, his face all flushed and phone in hand. "I found your d-dirty little secret~" he slurred.

Jin rolled his eyes, taking off his backpack so that he could sit with Namjoon on the floor. The carpeted floor behind the couch was probably Namjoon's favorite spot to curl up and do stupid shit in. That was when he was both sober and drunk. The brunette was basically teetering on falling asleep because he had drank half of the pack that Jin had bought!

"Namjoonie~" Jin cooed as he kneeled right beside Namjoon and hugged him. "What's my dirty little secret?"

Namjoon snuggled into Jin's chest, his cheeks extra puffy. He hiccuped, unlocking his phone and going into Instagram, then he pulled up a picture. It was a picture of Jin and Jisoo, laughing and eating fried ice cream. Oh god. Why was the internet the internet?

The caption read:

Look what Minji and I saw today. Kim Jisoo with some cute oppa! Don't they look cute together??? Internet do your thing and track down her boyfriend!

Jin groaned, banging his head on the couch. Namjoon looked up, pouting his drunk pout, he grabbed Jin's face and forced him to flop down on the floor.

"Don't be saaad, hyung~" Namjoon whined. "M'not mad, well I'm not mad that your girlfriend is famous, but I'm mad that you didn't tell meeee. I'm your best bro, bro."

"Joon-ah, I'm not dating Kim Jisoo, I was interviewing her. The publication is supposed to detail a day in her life, so she took me out." Jin explained, knowing that drunk Namjoon was smart enough to comprehend that.

"Oh." Namjoon hiccuped. "So does that mean we can still get married?" He slurred again, hugging Jin tighter as he burrowed into his neck.

"The dumb 30-year plan you mean?" The brunette nodded. "That's too much money and I think I'm already married to you because I'm here, taking care of your drunk ass."