mistaken | namkook.

seventeen

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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"god-! i have nothing to wear for the date!" the younger let out an exasperated whine, almost throwing his hands high up in the air as he toppled over to his bed, laying down with his cheeks squished against the duvet. yugyeom stood at a distance, staring at the mess the younger had apparently made, his whole closet turned upside down right in front of his eyes, and being the neat freak yugyeom is - he hated that.

"clean this up- please, kook. i'll help you with the outfit, but the mess-" yugyeom almost fell back onto his bed, closing his eyes, only to open his eyes when he heard the other male shuffle, grabbing the clothes one by one as he sighed, setting them back into the closet, sighing as he later stepped back, glancing at yugyeom.

"help me now.." jungkook mumbled as he softly turned to look outside the window, watching the sun beginning to set down amidst the cluster of buildings and trees, the sky attaining a dark yet a warm set of colors across it, clouds present like streaks of white paint blotched on a canvas. he didn't fail to notice the time either - almost seven, and namjoon promised to pick him up around eight. he of course wouldn't want to be late for his first date with namjoon.

"wear this.. compliments your built a lot.." yugyeom stated as he grabbed a gray fitted shirt, almost throwing it on jungkook, who caught it with a flabbergasted state of mind, eyeing the shirt in his hand. he just nodded softly, blinking as he grabbed his trousers and a towel from the closet, almost taking baby steps to the bathroom - might as well clean himself well before the date.

"fuck, i fell asleep in the shower.." jungkook rambled out as he quickly thumped his feet on the mat, drying himself up a quickly he possibly could, getting a heavy glance from yugyeom. "quit staring at me- if joonie comes over, don't let him in, please- god, it's already eight.." jungkook muttered as he putting his navy blue trousers on, holding it up as he buckled his belt.

jungkook was all ready now, nervous, but still ready - the male hadn't gone out with anyone for a while, plus a dinner date, not at all. the arrhythmic set of taps his heel made against the floor out of anxiousness finally came to a halt when he heard a soft knock from outside, shuffling in his place as he slowly stood up, walking over to the door.

with the door opening, a strong wave of mint hit the younger male's senses, almost feeling himself go weak in his knees, observing the elder that stood right in front of him, almost devouring jungkook under his gaze - jungkook was well built, to say for the least, but the way namjoon would almost tower him and how his shoulder's were almost twice as wide as jungkook's , made him feel immensely small in front of the elder.

he couldn't help but let his gaze fall down a little, settling it on namjoon's chest that clearly peeked from between the buttons that were struggling to be opened, almost at the verge of breaking and flying off somewhere. everytime namjoon would inhaled, the buttons would seemingly get tightened more - jungkook felt like opening it himself now.

he let his gaze travel further down - yugyeom was right, namjoon definitely looked hot in suits. how the dark fabric would hug his frame, tightened around his biceps, his trousers too hugging his thighs thoroughly, and then his di- everything had him going feral.