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Namjoon is so stressed that he's tiptoeing the line of insanity and he needs some kind of release. What better release is there than going to a club and groping a total stranger? It may not be healthy or wise but, hey, it's something!
“You're aware that this is a dumb idea right?” Yoongi says even as he fixes his hair in the mirror. “You can't handle your liquor and I don't wanna carry your drunk ass home again.” Yoongi tells him through the mirror but Namjoon just smiles.
“Hopefully you won't have to. I'm hoping someone else will carry my drunk ass home so I can get laid. I deserve this, ok?” It's more of a statement than a question and he looks determined.
Namjoon regrets his determination the very second that he wakes up feeling like there's a million pound weight on his head. It tastes like some kind of roadkill crawled in his mouth and died twice so he goes to stand and brush his teeth. When he opens his eyes fully, he registers that he's not only not in his own apartment but that there's a warm, small body laying against his side and he eyes widen. He isn't sure if he should be proud of himself or be mortified by his life choices. There's a tuft of fluffy honey blond hair on his chest and he feels plump lips pressed to his skin. He tries to nudge the small person off of him gently as to not wake them but he has no such luck as they stir in their sleep.
“Hmm?” The person says lifting up and Namjoon is actually in love. The guys eyes open and Namjoon could swim in the deep chocolate brown irises and how is he in so deep when he doesn't even know the guys name? He realizes about a minute too late that the perfect specimen is talking to him when said perfect specimen tilts his head and a look of confusion settles on his perfect features.
“What?” Namjoon asks and the boy smiles (he has a little chip in one of his front teeth that is the most adorable thing Namjoon has ever seen in his life!).
“I said what's your name?” Namjoon feels a wave of relief flood him at the fact that he's not the only one who doesn't know the other ones name.
“Namjoon. Yours?” Namjoon's tongue feels too thick in his mouth and he hopes that the boy can't smell the roadkill in his breath.
“Jimin. Last night must have been crazy. Sorry about the marks.” Jimin looks bashfully down at Namjoon's chest and Namjoon follows the motion. There's love bites littering his chest and he smiles and nods to Jimin's chest.
“I marked you up pretty good, too.” Namjoon says motioning to Jimin's bare chest (his beautiful toned chest that leads down to his equally beautifully toned abs and Namjoon can't stop staring). Jimin chuckles and Namjoon finds the sound endearing.
“Well, I guess we had a good night last night.” Jimin says around a yawn and Namjoon has to drag his eyes away from the other to keep any dirty thoughts away.
“Seems that way.” Namjoon says rubbing the back of his neck. It's then that he remembers that he has a killer hangover and he hisses in pain.
“Hey, I know this place that serves the best hangover soup I've ever had. You want to join me?” Jimin asks him seeming bashful.
“I would love to.” Jimin smiles and nods and, before either of them can say something, someone bursts through the door very, very loudly.
“Jiminie I –” The guy cuts off his shout when he spots Namjoon and he sends him a wide smile. “Who is this?” The guy asks staring unabashedly at Namjoon's bare chest.
“Taehyung this is Namjoon.” Jimin introduces and Taehyung sends him a smirk.
“So that's who was making you scream last night. Pleasure to meet you, I'd love to know what you did to make him scream so loud.” Taehyung says going to shake Namjoon's hand still smirking but Jimin stops him and pushes him out the door.
“Goodbye Taehyung.” Jimin says shutting the door behind him. He turns back around to Namjoon with a blush dusting his cheeks and a bashful smile. “Sorry about him, he's...well, he's just himself.” Jimin says rubbing the back of his neck.
“It's fine, I get it.” Namjoon says with a chuckle. “So, can I use some mouthwash?” He asks and Jimin laughs.
“Sure the bathroom is right down the hall.” Jimin says pointing down the hall.
After they're both changed and fresh, they head to a restaurant a couple of blocks away from Jimin's apartment and Jimin orders for them when they get there.
“So, last night must have been crazy, huh?” Namjoon asks with a small chuckle sipping at his bitter coffee.
“Apparently so. I don't usually get drunk enough to black out but things have been getting to me lately so I decided to just go crazy last night. Sorry that it looks like someone attacked you.” Jimin apologizes bashfully.
“No worries, I understand. Stress at work was getting to me so I decided to drink all the pain away.” Namjoon says with a shrug “But, hey, at least I got to meet someone very attractive because of it so that's a good thing.” Namjoon says with a wide smile and he nearly chuckles at the blush dusting Jimin's cheeks.
“Me too.” Jimin says avoiding his eyes as his blush darkens. The waitress bringing over their food saves Jimin from any further embarrassment and Namjoon just watches him while he sips slowly at his soup. “What?” Jimin asks when he looks up to see Namjoon staring at him.
“Nothing, I'm just not sure how I got lucky enough to wake up next to you this morning.” Namjoon says full of sincerity.
“Are you this flirty with everyone you meet?” Jimin asks with a quirked brow and a small smile and Namjoon shakes his head.
“No, only the really, really cute ones.” Namjoon whispers as if he's telling Jimin a secret. Jimin laughs and the sound floats through Namjoon's chest and squeezes at his heart. “See, cute.” Namjoon says motioning to Jimin's bright cheeks. Before Jimin can say anything else, Namjoon's phone rings and he wants to ignore it in favor of talking more to Jimin but, the last time he'd ignored Yoongi's phone call, the older man had locked him out of their apartment for two days. “You're ruining a perfectly romantic moment right now, what?” Namjoon asks to which Jimin just rolls his eyes.
“Well, excuse me for trying to make sure you weren't dead in a ditch or something, how could I be such a bad friend?” Yoongi asks dryly on the other end. “Oh, wait, are you with that guy who was hanging all over you last night?” Yoongi asks and Namjoon sighs.
“You don't have to say it like that.” Namjoon says a little hushed.
“Are you kidding me? We had to pry you two apart before you started taking off clothes. You were literal seconds away from just stripping him and fucking him on the dance floor.” Namjoon knows that Jimin can hear the conversation if the way he's avoiding eye contact means anything.
“I gotta go, we can talk later.” Namjoon tells Yoongi hanging up before he can say anything else. Namjoon sends Jimin a sheepish smile. “Sorry about him he's...well, he's an asshole to put it simply.” Jimin laughs and Namjoon really loves that sound.
“Understandable. So, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly do you do, Namjoon?” Jimin asks and Namjoon starts explaining his job to him. They spend the next few hours talking about nothing and everything and Namjoon thinks that Jimin's presence is better for his hangover than the soup they've eaten. They stand to leave and Namjoon pays for their meal. They walk back to Jimin's apartment in a comfortable silence and, soon enough, they're stood in front of his door looking bashful.
“I had a really good time with you today Namjoon.” Jimin says looking up at him with a small smile.
“I had a great time with you too, Jimin. Can I call you sometime?” Namjoon asks feeling shy suddenly.
“Sure, let me see your phone.” Jimin holds his hand out and they exchange numbers. Namjoon smiles at him when he sees the little hearts surrounding Jimin's name on his phone.
“I'll see you later, Jimin.” Namjoon says with a small smile and Jimin nods.
“Call me.” Namjoon starts to walk away from him but they both hear a scandalized gasp from behind the door.
“That's it?!” Taehyung demands pulling the door open and glaring at the two.
“Taehyung, were you spying on us?!” Jimin demands glaring at Taehyung who nods unashamed.
“Yes, I was, and that was just awful. Do you two know the dirty things I heard coming from that room last night before I left for Hobi and Jin hyungs? I'm pretty sure your ancestors would roll around in their graves hearing all the filthy things you two said to each other and you can't even give each other a simple goodbye kiss?! No offense, but he had his dick in you last night, it's a little too late to be bashful!” Taehyung says and Namjoon laughs a little incredulously while Jimin glares at his roommate.
“Taehyung!” Jimin rage whispers and Taehyung gives him a challenging look.
“Either you two kiss right this instant or I will lock you out of the house for a week.” Taehyung says and Jimin gapes at him.
“You wouldn't.” Jimin says and Taehyung crosses his arms over his chest.
“Try me.” Before the two can start arguing again, Namjoon grips Jimin's chin softly and pulls him to look at him before diving in to kiss him. Namjoon pulls away a few seconds later and Jimin looks dazed for a second.
“Wow.” Jimin says sounding a little breathless. Namjoon chuckles a little and leans in to kiss him once more.
“I'll call you tomorrow.” He says against Jimin's lips and Jimin nods.
“Ok. Talk to you then.” Jimin says biting his lips shyly. Namjoon turns to walk away but he can't help but overhear Taehyung saying “See, now was that so hard?” and he stifles a laugh behind his hand.
“Jesus Christ Namjoon, did the kid try to eat your entire neck last night or something?” Yoongi asks as soon as he enters the apartment. Jeongguk is laying with his head in Yoongi's lap and Yoongi is petting through his hair but Namjoon feels like he's floating on cloud nine so their affectionate ways don't bother him at the moment.
“Say what you will Yoongi, but at least he looks happy.” Jeongguk comments as Namjoon walks to his room and shuts his door.
“Yeah, he really does.” Yoongi comments with a small smile.