Some Random Crap •BTS One-Shots•

•8• Some Free Time *namjin* M

[a/n] I needed to write something happier because the last one was sad. Also !!WARNING!! This isn't smut but it's gonna be.. Boarder line smut. Actually yeah its gonna be smutty so just- I dunno make sure your parents aren't reading over your shoulder. That'd be awkward to explain. Just say it's for science.

Well, so much for that bowl.

Namjoon stared down at the broken bowl at his feet. He had been trying to put away the dishes, since Jin usually did most of the kitchen cleaning. And Namjoon could see why.

He knelt down and started carefully picking up the bigger pieces and putting them in his hand, hoping Jin wouldn't be back any time soon.

His job at the daycare usually tended to stay longer in the evenings, depending on whether any parents were late to pick up their kids. Nine out of ten times that was usually the case. 

After getting all the big pieces in his hand, he stood up fully and turned to go to the garbage- entirely unaware of how when the bowl broke, it had leftover milk in it, and he slipped on the floor.

Conveniently he fell away from the small glass shards. And inconveniently out of instinct, he had tightened his grip on the glass so it wouldn't fall from his grasp.

The glass dug into his palm, when he hit the ground on his hands and knees, and he instantly recoiled and dropped the glass, hissing in pain as he sat back a little and looked at his bleeding hand. There was still a piece stuck in it. His blood dropped onto the white tiled floor and Namjoon cursed.

Now he managed to get blood on the tiles and broken glass. Seokjin was gonna kill him.

Speaking of which, he heard the apartment door open, and Jins voice call out happily from a room away.

"I'm home Joonie~!" There was a sound of Jin putting down his keys and bag, before walking around and trying to find Namjoon.

Of course the last place he looked was the kitchen, and Namjoon could only smile sheepishly up at his boyfriend when he came into the room, still wearing his pink apron covered in small finger painting prints all over.

Jin took in the sight before him, piecing it all together in half a second. Jin sighed. Honestly, even when he came home from work it was like he was still running a daycare.

Jin slipped his apron off and set it on the counter, kneeling down infront of Namjoon and gently taking his heavily bleeding hand. Jin frowned when Namjoon winced.

"What happened this time?" The older asked, before getting to his feet and offering a hand to Namjoon. Namjoon took it with his good hand and stood as well.

"I was putting dishes away.." Namjoon trailed off a bit.

"That all I need to know. " seokjin sighed. "I gotta get the glass out of your hand. C'mon. "

Jin led Namjoon to their bathroom, and Namjoon sat on the countertop as Jin foraged around for the bandages and such. Jin had come pretty accustomed to patching Namjoon up over the years, so it wasn't very uncommon.

Again, he carefully took his hurt hand in both his own, running some cool water and carefully rinsing the blood off. He was able to clearly see the shard still left in his palm.

"Here, I'll take it out on three. Ready?" Jin waited for a nod. "One... Two.."

Jin pulled out the glass on two. Namjoon cursed, biting down on his lip to distract from how much his hand hurt.

"Why do you keep doing that?" Namjoon groaned, watching Jin rinse off the blood again, before holding a paper towel to his hand to try and stop the bleeding. Jin held Namjoons hand tightly for a minute.