Chapter Text
Namjoon was raised in a home where the physical touch was the main sign of affection. His need to touch that can never be totally satisfied. Whenever he comes back home after a full day of work, his eyes wonder as soon as he removes his jacket, quickly scans their apartment, needing the physical touch of the 6 men he loves more than anything in this world. He can mentally see his love bar at a critical red, low at 3%.
First, he passes by the kitchen, finding Yoongi and Seokjin working together to prepare diner while talking. Yoongi, who is chopping vegetables and is closest, gets trapped against the counter first, Namjoon’s arms surrounding his waist from behind, taking care of not getting in the way of the knife.
“Hi hyungie” he whispers against Yoonigs neck where he just buried his face. “I missed you”.
Yoongi, without stopping the movement of the knife, tilts his head to the side to give Namjoon more space to put kisses against his skin. “Namjoon-ah” he replies with a deep voice, shivers runs down his spine when he feels Namjoon’s lips leaving soft traces “hyungie missed you too” he continues while resting his weight into Namjoon.
The words make Namjoon hug him tighter w0hile he closes his eyes and just inhales. Yoonig’s perfume always present in his skin after using the same fragrance for the past 5 years. It takes the edge of the day out of Namjoon’s skin, his tired body soaking the warmth of Yoongi’s small body. Love bar already up to 16%
After 1 minute of indulging, just listening his hyung’s quiet talk, Namjoon’s open his eyes and looks across finding Seokjin’s, who is watching them with a soft smile and with a small nod from Seokjin, Namjoon detaches himself from Yoongi before giving him a brief kiss on the lips and almost flies to Seokjin’s arms.
“Ughh... you big puppy” Seokjin whispers out of breath but giggling after almost all the air is removed from his lungs because of the impact of Namjoon’s body. They topple against the fridge behind him and some magnets fall into the floor. “you are lucky I love you”.
Namjoon, who after so many times of being unaware of his own strength and knocking people by mistake, has learned to put his arms in the correct position: one surrounding the waist, and the other surrounding the shoulders while the hand holds the back of the head to minimize hurt.
His hugs with Seokjin always needed to be shorter. That, Namjoon learned with time. Seokjin mostly accepted Namjoon’s need for contact due to love for the taller, to indulge him, because he knew, that Namjoon needed physical touch from all of them, and Namjoon knew that Seokjin did not not sought after it that much, hence they learned about each other, their preferences and needs.
“Namjoon-ah, there is washed grapes in the counter” Seokjin says while rubbing Namjoon’s back “eat some and take them to be boys as well”.
Namjoon holds him for five more seconds and lets him with a quick kiss. “Thank you hyungie, I love you hyungie” he says to Seokjin, both of them knowing its not just about the grapes.
After taking the plate that Yoongi passed to him and gives him a peck, he continues on the search for the other 4, Love bar at 38%.
The next room Namjoon enters is the living room, plate full of grapes in one hand while popping one into his mouth with the other. The sound of Mario kart is blasting at full volume and he could hear it since he came into their apartment. From the entrance to the room he can only see the back of two heads seated side by side in their 6 people seater sofa. A blond one – Jimin, who just got his hair dyed – and a long black haired one – Jungkook — who has spent the past year growing his hair. The hair Namjoon has spent countless hours playing while cuddling.
“Who is winning?” Namjoon says loud enough so his voice is heard while the cars in the TV zoom drifts in the last curves of the circuit. The sudden voice startling Jimin, whom automatically spins his head, opportunity Jungkook takes to pass him and cross the finish line first and celebrate right away by jumping out of the sofa.
“HYUUUUUNNG” Jimin laments while throwing his head on the back rest staring at Namjoon upside down while Jungkook does a victory dance in front of the TV. “You made me loose” Jimin pouts with a sad face, and how could Namjoon not take over that invitation? His eyes zeroing into those plushy pink lips.
“I’m sorry baby” he says while approaching and bending down, taking care of NOT dropping the grapes. He gives many kisses on the pouty lips, his nose touching Jimin's chin. “Sorry”, kiss, “sorry”, kiss, “do you”, kiss, “for”, kiss, “give”, kiss, “me” kiss, “please?”, kiss. And how could Jimin not forgive him, if he already forgot about the game? Smiling, he pushes Namjoon away, and spins around standing on his knees now in the couch facing Namjoon.
Namjoon bends and quickly put the grapes in the seat of the couch so he can free his hands because how could he NOT take advantage again? He comes close once more, grabs Jimin by the waist, pulls him into his arms and lifts him above the couch. Jimin wraps his legs around his waist laughing.
“Uhmmmmm let me see…”, Jimin starts “I will forgive you…” he says while putting an arm around Namjoons neck and his other hand touches Namjoons lips, “for ten more kisses” he finishes.
“Deal”, Namjoon smiles. 15 kisses later that don’t even count that much because they couldn’t stop smiling, Namjoon sits Jimin down in the back of the couch, getting between his open legs.
Jungkook had already dropped the control of the switch on the coffee table and is behind Namjoon almost stopping his feet. “hyyuuuung, me nooow” he whines while wrapping his arms on Namjoon’s waist, one hand going below his shirt, caressing Namjoon’s tummy. And as much Namjoon looooves and needs physical touch, he is very, very ticklish, so he spins around in Jungkooks arms while still staying between Jimins legs.
“Koo, no tickling” Namjoon whines back with a bigger pout than Jimins. And Jungkook laughs again. Namjoon puts his arms around Jungkook’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss. He can feel Jimin putting his arms a round his waist - on top of Jungkooks - from the back and resting his chin on his shoulder. And if this is not Namjoon definition of happiness then he knows nothing of it. Namjoon's love bar? 54% and increasing.
After interchanging kisses between the three for a while Namjoon asks where Hobi and Tae are and they tell him that they are still at work and should arrive in a couple hours. Jimin and Jungkook go sit again by the couch to continue playing, while Namjoon decides not to join him and instead goes to the bathroom for quick shower.
By the time the bathroom is full of steam and he is done with the shower, he opens the door and screams for Yoongi telling him he is ready. Yoongi screams back that he is coming in 2 minutes; satisfied with the answer Namjoon closes the door again and goes to open the drawer below the sink and takes out his skin care products, hair products, the hair dryer he connects to the plug and changes his play list to soft ballads.
Yoongi steps into the bathroom soon after and looks around, and seeing everything laid out already he nods in approval. He grabs Namjoon’s hand guiding him to sit in the closed toilet seat. This became their routine almost 11 years ago, Namjoon so tired of the day, and Yoongi, who’s primary love language is acts of service, offered it to him.
Namjoon closes his eyes while Yoongi takes the hair products and the heat protection, and spreads it through the strands of Namjoon hair, giving him a head massage in the process. Namjoon moans, when Yoongi puts some pressure, he can’t help himself and hasn’t been embarrassed by it after the first few times they did this; and Yoongi’s only reaction is to scratch with his nails into his scalp.
Afterwards Yoongi takes the hair dryer and a brush and dries Namjoon’s hair, being careful of not leaving any moisture in Namjoon scalp. Every time there is some water left, Namjoon sleeps terribly (which means that anyone that sleeps with him during the night will also sleep terribly) and ends up with a headache the next day.
Yoongi hums to the song playing in the background and Namjoon cant express how much in love he is. Usually no words are exchanged while this is happening besides “close your eyes baby” “lift your chin baby” “tilt your head baby”.
Yoongi’s fingers lift Namjoon chin to start applying the tonner to his face, and after a second he hears a small pop of the bottle being opened, Yoongi's a little rough hands rub it into his face. Namjoon has no clue how many products Yoongi usually puts/uses with him, he thinks is probably around 6 when is the night time routine, but he can feel the soft fingertip putting some cream below and around his eyes so they must be almost over, maybe just the moisturiser cream left. And he feels that he can fall asleep at any moment, the tenderness in which Yoongi treats him, the care, the touch, the sensations, the way Yoongi loves him. He opens his eyes and stares at Yoongi, pouts, and of course Yoongi’s bends down and gives him a kiss.
This, this intimacy is something that gives to the both of them, if gives Namjoon his physical love, and his quality time love, and it gives Yoongi his acts of service love, his quality time love and his physical love.
After they are done with the routine, Namjoon pulls Yoongi by the wrist, and makes him straddle him to continue kissing for a little bit. Soft kisses, I love you kisses, I missed you kisses, I am so happy with you kisses. And Namjoon's love bar is at 60%.
They part ways with Yoongi going back to the kitchen to set the table, and Namjoon goes to get dressed in his room. His pyjamas already laid out on this bed (Seokjin's doing, judging by the ridiculously cute character shorts that are in the bed and the white shirt).
By the time he comes out, dinner is almost all served. Hobi and Tae are still not back, a message arrived 10 min ago from them telling to eat without them, they would get either the left overs, or pick up something before they came back. Yoongi, Jungkook and Jimin are already seated a the table, and Jin is just coming with the last pan out.
Before he can sit in the empty chair besides Jimin, Jungkook stands up, points at his chair and smiles at him, and that, that small gesture makes Namjoon's tummy to be filled with warmth. He goes to sit on that chair, and Jungkook sits on his lap as soon as he is seated. If physical touch is Namjoon's major love language, being taken care of is Jungkooks. A huge plate is put in front of him by Jimin, but not enough for him and Jungkook to eat, but they will get the plate replenished, he is sure of it.
They hold conversation while Namjoon feeds both of them with the chopsticks, pieces of kimchi, some meat wrapped in lettuce, dumplings dipped in soy sauce, the only thing he is not doing is giving him is to drink (too many accidents, better for everybody to handle their own liquids). They talk about their days, they talk about future dates, and sleeping arrangements for tonight. He gets and gives oily kisses from Jungkook before Jungkook wipes their lips with a napkin, and all throughout dinner, he can feel Jimin’s hand rubbing the back of his neck. Love bar? 67%.
When they finish eating, Namjoon starts to clean up, is only fair division of labor after Jin and Yoongi prepared the food, and Jimin offers to do it with him. They collect all the dished, scrap the food from the plates and put them in the dish washer. Jin pops by real quick and prepare the dishes for Tae and Hobi with a sticky note reminding them to heat up at a certain temperature for some minutes.
They finish quickly and walk back to the kitchen holding hands. They settle down in the living room to watch the new fast and the furious movie while they wait for Tae and Hobi to come back.
When the movie is mid way, Namjoon hears the sound of the door being opened and a sigh of relief leaves his body, finally, everybody is home.
Voices can be heard approaching, and the sound of the microwave keys being pressed reaches the living room soon after.
Hobi and Tae, only in their underwear make their way into the living room, with their food plates in hand. Namjoon opens his legs and Taehyung sits between them on the floor, in the space between the couch and the coffee table. Lifting his head with his hands he is greated with a “Hi Tae Tae, I love you” from Namjoon before he presses a kiss to his forehead, and a kiss to his lips. “I love you too Namjoonie-hyung” Tae says back and satisfied he starts eating from the plate in the table.
Namjoon feels a little tap on this left and automatically smiles, and turning he lifts his left arm for Hobi to tuck in to his side while he eats. “I hope you like it Hobah, hyungs did it” Namjoon says, before giving him a kiss. Hobi smiles and says thank you to Seokjin and Yoongi who are seated together at the end of the couch, Jungkook laying with his head on Yoongi’s lap.
And this, is how Namjoon ends with his love bar at 99.99999%. He is convinced he can only get 100% if the could literally put them all in his pocket and carry them with him.
Looking around, he sees Jimin, who claimed the other end of the couch, and sends him a kiss. This. This Is love.
People on the internet say that when you are with the people you love, the people you feel safe with, you tend to get sleepy because you are truly relaxed, and Namjoon is a believer of that theory because his eyelids start to drop, not 10 minutes after all the pieces of his heart are besides him.