- chapter eight

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남준

I wake up to the slight buzz of my cellphone under my pillow, the irritating vibration making me groan as my hands searched for it under the fluffy item. I hover my phone above me and slowly stand up, going to the bathroom to call back the number that dialed me.

"Hello," I start once they picked up, "This is Kim Namjoon from Rkive Lab Studios, how may I help you?"

"Namjoon, it's me," I hear Hoseok's voice on the other line, "Is it a bad time to be calling right now?"

"No, not at all," I lean my back on the sink, "What's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong, it's just that we're in front of the studio waiting for you and Yoongi," I can feel Hoseok smile at the other end, making me slap myself.

'Since when did you feel like he's smiling through a phone call?'

I sigh, "Right, I'll head on over. I'll be there around 30 minutes tops."

He hums, "Alright, see you soon Joon."

I put my phone on the sink and start to remove my boxers, my head spinning around with feelings that I can't comprehend.

Though one thing's for sure, my love for Yoongi is not faltering.

윤기

"Namjoon?" I whisper, removing the blanket that was covering my torso, "Namjoon?"

"Yes?" Namjoon comes out of the bathroom with a towel hugging his waist, his honey skin being shone on by the sun rays that have passed through the open window, "Did you have a nightmare?"

I blush, "No, it's nothing like that."

He sits down beside me and plants a kiss on  my forehead, "How's your back?"

"It's alright," I smile, "Are you going somewhere? You're awfully early."

He clears his throat, "I'm going to the studio a bit more earlier today. Hoseok called me and said that he and the band are waiting for us in the studio."

I hum, ignoring the negative feelings that were trying to arise, "Did you have breakfast? If not, let's eat together," I start to remove myself from the covers, "I'm kinda hungry anyway."

Namjoon nods and walks to the closet that we both shared, getting two black FG t-shirts and hands one over to me, "You'll be the one cooking, right?"

I roll my eyes, "Of course, since when did you learn how to cook?"

"Hey! I'm improving a bit, it's all in a matter of time," he says with a pout, "You said that to me as well."

I chuckle and put the t-shirt over my head, "Whatever Joon."

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Namjoon gives me a quick kiss on the cheek, "I have to go now, you'll follow after right?"

I nod as I clean up the plates on the table, "Yup, I'll come by around 10."

He gives me a small thumbs up and leaves the house while I turn my back and start to wash the dishes.

My gut feeling was telling me to hurry up and so I did. I run up the stairs and quickly grabbed some clothes from the closet before I entered the bathroom.

I take my toothbrush and start putting toothpaste on it, shoving it into my mouth afterwards as I brush away. A loud buzz erupts the silence, making me jump a bit. I look over to the side and see a phone lying on the ground, it was Namjoon's.

I slowly pick it up with my free hand and quietly stare at the screen. There were multiple Twitter, Snapchat, and Instagram notifications popping up like there is someone spamming all of his social media accounts.

I read one of the notifications, "@TheFivesKR have tagged you in a post!"

I spit out the substance in my mouth and stopped looking through the notifications, putting the rectangular gadget in my pocket.

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