dirty talk ♢ kim namjoon [Completed]

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"The amount of pouting you are doing is annoying." My lovely brother commented as he threw a pillow at my head.

I have been binge-watching weight lifting fairy and waiting for the last two days while laying on the couch in a blanket burrito. I wasn't pouting, I was hiding from the embarrassment that I gave myself. I let out a sigh, and my joints felt stiff.

"Oooooooooppppppaaaaaaaa" I screeched to my brother.

"What do you want child?" He stuck his head out of his bedroom door.

"Call Namjoon and tell him to bring me to the gym."

"Why would I do that?"

"Cause you love your sister?"

"Whatever."

I rolled off the couch onto my chest and pulled my body across the floor towards his door. "junnnnngggggkoooooook"

"Yah! You look creepy! Stop it!"

"Call Namjoonnnnnnnn"

"Fine, just stop acting like the ring."

I hopped up onto my feet and jogged upstairs to get ready. I slipped on my work out leggings and packed up my shoes, making sure to tie my hair up before going back downstairs to a knock on the door, I was ready to face him.