Namjinfic Stories

❝ like spaghetti uncooked? ❞

"isn't it odd that the one person who controls such a vital part of my life... hates my guts." a story in which your soulmate makes you see colour, and jin's soulmate is the least likely person to bring colour to his life.

Really just Taekook, Yoonmin, and Namjin. There is one Yeonbin fic in this, as well.

"I took care of my baby cousin for a few summers back in high school, remember? If I can do it at age seventeen, so can you at twenty-five! Don't overthink it." He remembers Seokjin saying to him, sitting across from him at a table in the man's bakery. They had met up at the bakery to talk about the whole thing while Namjoon's mom watched the baby for a while. So there Namjoon was, sitting across from Seokjin in his beautiful glory, glossy black hair, and his plump pink lips just teasingly smiling at him. He was definitely not whipped for him. "But hyung, this isn't just for a summer." Namjoon replied with a whine. .::OR::. Namjoon's sister didn't want to be a mother, so when her child was born, she left the baby in Namjoon's care and fled the country. Thankfully, Namjoon has a great best friend, Seokjin, to help him. Maybe, just maybe, he also has a crush on Seokjin. _________________________________ [[In response to a prompt by girasolove in the NamjinFicFest collection on Archive Of Our Own.]] [[CROSS-POSTED ON AO3 @MOONBIZ]] [[DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR TRANSLATE WITHOUT PERMISSION.]] [[ORIGINAL LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26651854]]

[COMPLETED] a namjin short story based off Troye Sivan's Blue Neighborhood trilogy music videos~ Slight incorporation of the truth untold/ the undelivered truth.

"not to be that person but i personally don't like RM", the older stated nonchalantly. namjoon scratched his neck nervously, "h-haha", quickly thinking of something to say, "m-me neither." ☽ _________________ ☾ - 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙟𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘! - 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 (𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘦𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬) ♡ _________________♡ (includes angst, fluff, crack and maybe smut too) [lowercase intended]