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3:37 AM was the time that the blue clock read in the small apartment that belonged to Min Yoongi and Kim Namjoon. Yoongi who darted his eyes to look at his watch upon his arrival (sneak in) back to the apartment.
"Shit" He knew he was done for if the younger found him arriving late...
It wasn’t that Yoongi was afraid of Namjoon. It's just that Yoongi kind of tended to overwork himself and Namjoon kind of managed to dot on Yoongi ( a lot).
It's not like Yoongi does it willingly, it's just that his thoughts and self-doubts consume him a lot and it gets hard at times to compose. And he knows that the logical thing is to go back home and give his brain time to recharge, but in Yoongi’s experience, once you’re on the go and you start producing something, it’s always best to chase that feeling and stay on momentum.
Once Yoongi quietly makes it to the kitchen, he hears the soft patter of footsteps.
"Yoongz?" Namjoon's soft voice called out. "Hey baby" he softly smiled as the younger hugs him and rested his head on Yoongi's shoulders.
"Sorry, I'm late...again" Yoongi mumbles as he feels the younger’s light, airy breath on his neck.
"It's okay baby; I know how your mind works. Let’s get you to bed, yah?" Namjoon gently drags the older by his arm, leading him into the bedroom and right into bed.
"At least let go of me so that I can change" Yoongi giggled and it did something to Namjoon who just stared hopelessly at the love of his life.
‘Fuck yes this is my baby’ Namjoon thought to himself as Yoongi got up to change into something that wasn’t his sweat pants that he spilt coffee on.
As the younger observed Yoongi, his mind wondered how far they’ve come and how the years have passed since they’ve met.
"Do you remember the first time we Skyped?" Namjoon quietly asked as the older got into bed and proceeded to hug the younger.
The room was dark except for the slither of moonlight that crept through the curtains, that was enough to show Namjoon that a light blush had made its way to Yoongi’s cheeks at the memory.
Both composers had met through a mutual social form and had been talking for a couple of months before they had the decency to skype to talk about a collaboration.
To say Namjoon was speechless at how the elder was just too adorable would be an understatement. Although to say that Yoongi wasn't taken aback by Namjoon's handsomeness would be an understatement as well, because fuck did Yoongi have a horrible time controlling himself.
"How could I forget? Every time you smiled I had to die out of my seat” Namjoon’s giggles filled the quiet room, and Yoongi’s heart might’ve just done a somersault.
“You know, that was the moment I knew I loved you" Yoongi smiled at Namjoon who placed a light kiss on the rapper's nose.
"Is that so?" Namo quietly spoke caressing Yoongi’s cheek. "What sold it? My pretty face? Tough rapper attitude?"
"Your dimples and plus someone's gotta reach the top cupboard" Yoongi started to giggle at this high off sleepiness.
"So I guess that plan did work out then" Namjoon inched closer and Yoongi simply nodded.
"What am I going to do with you, Min Yoongi?"
"You can kiss me."
"Gladly"