mourir seul • nammin/minjoon •

• huit •

Jin fastened his seatbelt. "Are you sure it's a good idea to drive, Jinnie..?", Jimin asked, full of worry, "Shouldn't I-"

"No, Jiminie.. you're still shaking.. it'd be better if I drove.", Jin interrupted him. Jimin, who followed Jin to his car standing in the parking lot of the building, took one last look at the location. There still were cars, people, flashlights and all the noise. Not a suprise though, the night was still young. But he and Jin were already going. "I can make dinner at my place. I still have pizza to put in the oven.", he suggested. "You sure? Well.. it's not like I don't want pizza, it's more..."

"I know what it is." This time, Jimin was the one interrupting. "I know that. That.. thing back there was pretty fucked up.. but let's talk about that later.. right now, you should focus on not getting us into an accident.", he added, gripping the fabric of his dresspants. Jin nodded. "I.. I'm glad you're not mad or something.."

"Jin, I'm to fucked to be mad.. all I'm feeling right now is the urge to cry because I'm still alive.."

"...There should be a box of your favorite mochis on your right.."

"You're the best person. Thank you."

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"A hamburger. And a chocolate milkshake."

"Thank you, Sir, that'll be 4.20."

Namjoon gave the driver of the black car standing next to the little window of the restaurant the exact money. "Things getting more and more expensive..." The car drove to the next little window. "You always get a milkshake, Joon.", Yoongi, who was sitting next to him exclaimed, "Why the fuck do you always get a milkshake?"

"Is it wrong?"

Namjoon and Yoongi were quick to get in the car after the incident at the party. Three cars were pulling up at once after they were called. At least, Namjoon thought, he and Yoongi were alone in theirs. Well, including the driver, of course. "It's not wrong, but.. you see, you're the only one who gets milkshakes. Or ice. Or cookies. You notice the point?"

"Tae, Chan and Jungkook also get these."

"They're also, like, children."

Namjoon looked at Yoongi perplexed. "I'm about a year old than Tae. And you're not greatly older either", he said, looking at him with a tiny smirk, "And besides, if they were, wouldn't that make you a pedophile then?"

"YOU LITTLE- wait how do you know?", Yoongi asked confused. He knew that his best friend was a clever man, but that he found out that quick? "Taehyung told me.", Namjoon simply answered. "Oohhh.. well.. uhm... I have no defense.", the other stated defeated. Namjoon just chuckled with a light smile, dimples showing. "It's okay, Yoongs, don't worry."

"You sure? Because last time someone touched-"

Namjoon raised a hand. Yoongi looked at him, a little bit concerned. "Last time someone touched Taehyungie,", Namjoon repeated, "he wasn't alive after 14 hours. Last time it wasn't the one I trust the most, but a manipulative asshole who didn't know who to mess with and who not to.", he said, facing Yoongi. The latter nodded, but the concern didn't wash off his face. So Namjoon sighed, but continued with a warm grin. "I trust you with him, Yoongi, so of course i'm not mad or something, if you thought that." Yoongi nodded again, looking a bit to the ground. "One thing.", Namjoon said, making him look up again, "If I notice him having trouble walking during an operation, I'm calling the cops on you, you pedo."

"Thanks, I appreciate that.", Yoongi giggled, finally lifting the mood. Namjoon smiled widely, patting the others shoulder. "Sir, your orders.", the driver called from the front, handing the two their bags with fast food. "Perfect.", Namjoon opened his one, taking out the milkshake, immediately taking a sip. Or two, three, four. "You really craved this milkshake, did you." Yoongi stated.

"Of course I did.", another long sip, "C'est délicieux.", he whispered, praising the cold drink in his hand. "Shut up."

"Non."