Envy [VNamMin]

6

Namjoon watched the tv blankly. It was just some Japanese sitcom that played. He knew a little bit of Japanese, but majority of the time he was just lost. Rather, he only forced himself to be interested in the sitcom to keep his mind away from the many things that happened over the week.

He'd made Taehyung upset.

It stunned him because he hadn't made the maknae upset in so long, and.. because of how hostile Taehyung had acted. He never grabbed Namjoon so harshly that way, or did anything violent towards the man ever. The maknae had took on a passive stance in seconds. Gripping his neck and spewing a warning directly into his face. Taehyung never talked back to his hyung's. He'd always just nod obediently or sulk quietly. It was too much to think about.

Never mind being violated by Jimin, but Taehyung's sudden change in attitude..

"What's on your mind?" Jimin asked from next to Namjoon. Namjoon jolted from his thoughts wrinkling his eyebrows at the other. "It'd better be me." The dancer said sliding onto the couch next to his leader. Namjoon ignored him settling his attention back onto the boring sitcom infront of him. "No way, you watch stuff like this?" Jimin asked with a small laugh turning to Namjoon. The older man stared blankly ahead of himself with his head rested on his hand.

He didn't want to talk or be around anyone right now, but getting Jimin to leave was just setting himself up for failure. Jimin looked over his hyung's expression biting down onto his lip anxiously.

"So, how did practice go yesterday? I know I missed it.. but, there was just some things I had to do."

".. Fine." Namjoon answered flatly.

Jimin stared at him furrowing his eyebrows. "That's.. good. That's.. I'm glad." The dancer said letting his words trail off.

The sitcom went on a commercial break and Namjoon used the time to scroll through his phone for any missed messages, as his phone had been on silent. Jimin glanced at him every so often trying to find the right thing to say to him. He knew he'd been rough that night. Had frightened Namjoon. Forced him into a position to have to play along with his dirty deeds. He let his emotions get the better of him, in the end.

He'd been so jealous and it just took a toll on him. All he could think about that night was marking Namjoon. Claiming him first, before any other had a chance to.

"Hyung, I'm sorry." Jimin said finally.

Namjoon had heard. The apology stung his ears. The emotion that followed with the statement hurt Namjoon's heart. It sounded as if Jimin was regretting his entire existence. Namjoon pressed his lips together unable to say anything. He couldn't even look his dongsaeng in the eyes. He felt pathetic..

"... Can I.. Can I.. touch you..?" Jimin asked in an almost whispered tone. The words hung in the air for a minute. Namjoon trying his hardest not to stress himself more. He really couldn't handle situations like this. Jimin had given him an option. Become mine or.. well, that was it. His only option. To become his. Even if Namjoon would've refused he'd doubt Jimin would just leave him alone so easily.

Jimin slid a ring-decorated hand onto Namjoon's sore thigh looking to see how the other would react. Namjoon's eyes went from his phone to the hand almost instantly.

"Jimin-"

"It's alright. I won't hurt you again, I fucking promise." Jimin replied pushing his hyung into the couch.

Namjoon fell back shutting his eyes tightly allowing the dancers hands to roam around his body. Jimin was honest, atleast. He was being gentle. His touches were softer than before. Namjoon still didn't know what their relationship was. Jimin never claimed them to be dating or anything. All he wanted was to touch him. And do things like this to him. The manggae never said 'I love you,' or anything romantic like that. He just simply did what he wanted and left.