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an excited aurora surrounded the small noodle shop where seven boys were celebrating the upcoming release of their latest album. namjoon stood up from his seat at the end of the table and raised a bottle of soju in toast. he cleared his throat, pulling six pairs of eyes his way, then began his speech.
“tomorrow, we will release answer. our months of hard work will finally pay off, but with every new release brings more challenges. we kick off our tour very soon, so please use tonight to rest up and enjoy your last peaceful day from now until the end of the year. i am very proud of each and every one of you and i sincerely hope you are proud of yourselves too.” collective nods and smiles were exchanged between the members. namjoon gestured to the enormous amount of food covering the long table, “let’s eat!” he exclaimed with a shy smile before sitting.
the table was unusually quiet for a few minutes, as the boys were all stuffing their faces. suddenly seokjin broke the silence, “so, i listened to the full album this morning,” he paused to finish chewing, “and i really was blown away. everyone’s solos are so unique and beautiful.”
“i was too, hyung. i really like seesaw.” jeongguk chimed in, his gaze shifting from seokjin to a now flustered yoongi.
“t-thank you.” the rapper mumbled, a faint blush dusting his pale cheeks.
“personally, i like namjoon hyung’s track the best.” taehyung commented nonchalantly through a mouthful of jjajangmyeon.
“yeah, the lyrics seem so intimate and sweet. i wonder who they were written for?” jimin questioned like the sneaky snake he is. namjoon risked a glance towards a certain black haired male, slightly disheartened as he found him engaged in a side conversation with yoongi. “i think namjoon hyung has a crush!” jimin continued to tease.
that was enough for namjoon to jump out of his seat and drag yoongi out of his too. “hyung and i are going to the restroom!” he announced, gripping yoongi’s wrist. “now please.” he growled through his teeth as he felt his hyung resist. yoongi gave in and followed namjoon, not daring to open his mouth until the door closed behind them.
“what the fuck namjoon?” yoongi yelled, then immediately softened at the sight of his friend. namjoon was nervously biting at one of his nails and tears were forming in his eyes. yoongi had been through plenty of namjoon’s breakdowns over the years. his body went on autopilot as he scooped the younger into a hug. “hey, whatever is bothering you is going to be okay.” yoongi reached up to gently pat namjoon’s head. “please talk to me when you’re ready.”
“i-i wrote it for him, hyung. d-does he h-hate it?” namjoon whispered a few moments later, tightening his grip on yoongi’s shirt.
yoongi sighed, relieved but also slightly annoyed that this whole ordeal was just about namjoon’s big fat crush on hoseok. it had been almost a year since namjoon had burst into yoongi’s studio, a flustered and babbling mess who wouldn’t shut up about how “perfect hoseok’s entire essence” was and how he had “an epiphany” earlier that morning. after talking to namjoon for awhile, yoongi had suggested that namjoon confess to hoseok, but the younger only replied with, “i’m not ready yet hyung, maybe tomorrow.” unfortunately, this was the response yoongi was given every time he would question namjoon about his love life. eventually he gave up asking.
“joon, hoseok-ah doesn’t have a hateful bone in his body. you know that’s not true.” he tried comforting the younger, who’s sobs had quieted. “at least you let it out, you no longer have to carry the burden of not having confessed. it’s all up to hobi to figure everything out.” namjoon sighed in response, soaking in the last few seconds of his embrace with yoongi. he pulled away, wiping stray tears from his face with his sleeve. yoongi couldn’t help but stare at how soft the younger rapper looked.
“stop staring at me dork.” namjoon joked, giving yoongi a mock scowl through the reflection of the large mirror before them. “in all honesty though, thank you for always being there for me during my darkest moments.”
“in my defense, you physically dragged me in here with you. i had no say in the matter.” yoongi retorted with a shrug.
“well, you always know what to say and that’s what’s most important to me.” namjoon complimented, earning a shy smile from his hyung. “ugh we’ve been in here way too long, but i don’t want to go back out there.” namjoon whined.
“no matter what your big brain might try to convince you, you’re not alone joonie. i’ll be right beside you.” yoongi responded, placing a hand on namjoon’s back and leading them back to the table. when they returned, seokjin was in the middle of some elaborate story that had captivated everyone’s attention. namjoon snuck glances in hoseok’s direction, studying his curious eyes and enthusiastic smile.
a few hours later, the boys left the restaurant and went back to the dorms. upon reaching his room, namjoon flopped down on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
“hyung are you okay?” taehyung asked, entering their room a few minutes later. “yeah, just thinking.” namjoon replied. “okay, well, don’t think too hard. please try to get some sleep.” taehyung advised before climbing in his own bed.
namjoon cradled his favorite ryan plushie to his chest and drifted off to sleep.
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@jinslefteyebrow
GUYS ANSWER OUTSOLD!! #ANSWERISHERE
@joonstiddy
s-serendipity full length?? here come the waterworks!
@hoesock
same girl :,)
@beautifuljjk
yOu cAn’T sToP mE lOviNg mYSeLf!!1!!!!1!!1!!! #streamIDOL
@jiminxjimmy
trivia: love?? more like wtf joon??? i have to know who it was written for!!
@honey.myg
i was looking at the lyrics, and i’m pretty sure the word 바람 (balam) has two meanings. one being wind, the other being hope…
@taehyxng
ARE YOU SAYING WHAT I THINK UR SAYING??????????
@guccinamseok
NAMSEOK NATION RISE
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the next morning, namjoon was awake before the rest of the members. he started a pot of coffee, then fetched his laptop and a pair headphones from his room. he curled up on the living room sofa and began making some quick edits to one of the songs he hoped to release on his next mixtape (or playlist as he prefered to call it). almost an hour passed before the doorknob to one of their rooms twisted, announcing that a second member had awoken. “good morning.” namjoon said, not bothering to look up from his laptop.
after a moment passed with no response, namjoon shut his laptop to find hoseok staring at him. namjoon gulped. the other rapper looked as though he had been crying, and he resembled a frightened squirrel. “hey, are you okay?” namjoon managed to squeak out.
“a-actually,” hoseok began, his nimble fingers nervously playing with the hem of his oversized hoodie, “i wanted to talk to you.”
“oh.” namjoon exclaimed before patting the open spot next to him on the sofa. he watched as hoseok cautiously walked towards him and sat down, putting as much space between them as the armrest (and social courtesy) would allow. namjoon tried to calm his nerves and quietly swallowed the nervous sob forming in his throat. “what’s up hobi?”
hoseok took a moment to gather his thoughts before answering. the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. “i couldn’t sleep last night,” hoseok held his legs to his chest and stared straight ahead, his chin resting on his knees. namjoon resisted the strong urge to pull hoseok into his lap. “i kept having these dark thoughts. what if our album flops, even after all of our hard work? what if something goes wrong during an interview? what if someone gets hurt on tour?”
“hoseok-ah” namjoon whispered, placing a hand on hoseok’s back.
“but that’s not what i wanted to talk about.” hoseok continued as namjoon began rubbing comforting circles on his back. “i took the time i was awake to listen over the album. something about your song stood out to me. it was something i never noticed before.” hoseok tilted his head to look up at namjoon and there was a curious sparkle in his eyes. meanwhile, namjoon’s heart was beating so hard he was afraid hoseok would hear it. “there’s a line where you talk about the wind… d-did you mean for balam to mean hope?” hoseok’s voice trailed off and a faint blush dusted his cheeks. namjoon gulped. “it might be bold of me to assume, but was the song about m-me?”
this was it. no going back for kim namjoon. his answer would have a greater effect on his life than he could possibly imagine. he swallowed his fear and closed his eyes. “yeah, it was.” he whispered. all of his deepest feelings were now out in the open for hoseok to take and use in any way he pleased. namjoon was scared to death.
when a moment passed with no response from hoseok, namjoon opened his eyes. he let out a gasp when his brain finally processed that hoseok was now in his lap, their faces inches apart. there were tears in hoseok’s eyes and a smile on his face. he placed one hand on namjoon’s cheek and the other on his neck. “joonie, that’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.” hoseok whispered, fighting a sob. and then they were kissing. once namjoon’s brain finally decided to do its job and actually process his surroundings, he wrapped his arms around hoseok’s small waist and never wanted to let go.
they only broke apart to find the source of a gasp. “taehyung! you owe me five dollars!” jimin shrieked, giving his hyungs a thumbs up before dashing into taehyung’s room.
hoseok chuckled and leaned his forehead against namjoon’s. “let’s do this again sometime?” he suggested, “maybe somewhere a little more private.”
“oh god, yes!” namjoon breathed before giving hoseok another quick kiss on the lips.
“You know
We were always meant to be, destiny
I hope you feel the same
Love”