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RM| Noise

You hated him so much. Returning to your small kitchen, you continued to make the cookie dough. To your smug delight, you found that he had actually turned down the music a bit and you could now hear your own thoughts.

You hummed happily to yourself as you followed the instructions carefully on your phone, excited for the sweet cookie dough you were preparing to eat all by yourself. You reached for your sugar bowl, but your fingers froze after curling around it. It felt empty. You looked into the sphere in horror to see the sugarless bottom.

“NO!” You cried, falling to your knees and grasping the empty bowl to your chest. Well, there went your plans. You looked at the clock to see that it was 10:30 at night. You didn’t want to go to the store this late and you didn’t even know if they were open.

You wiped a tear as you realised you probably wouldn’t get cookies.

“Yah, what are you screaming about?” Namjoon’s muffled voice came through the walls. You winced and shivered just thinking about his presence on the other side.

“None of your-” You froze, suddenly realizing what you had to do. Oh no, there has to be another way! You looked down at your empty bowl and sighed in defeat.

“Umm, Namjoon? Honey?” You responded, walking closer to the wall and tapping on it lightly, changing your tone of voice.

“What. What do you want.”

You scoffed at his rude tone.

“Can I borrow some sugar?”

“I don’t have any.”

You slammed your fists into the wall in anger.

“YES YOU DO NOW GIVE ME SOME!” You yelled, irritated but then correcting your composure, “Please?”

There was a pause, and you waited for him to respond. You jumped a little when you saw his head appear through the hole in your bedroom.

“How do you know what I do and don’t have in my kitchen?” He asked, furrowing his brows as he spoke. You froze.

“Uhh…”

“Aish! The sooner this hole gets fixed the better. And no. You can’t have any.” He told you angrily, leaving your room.

This was it, the last stretch. Your last chance. After waiting a few minutes, you ran over and sneakily crawled through the hole, back into his disgusting room. He was already sitting at his computer again with his headphones on, back facing you.  

You tiptoed past him so he wouldn’t hear and entered his kitchen giddily, reaching for the sugar and kissing the full bowl when it was in your arms. Now you just had to get back without that monster knowing. You turned around and bumped into something.

Namjoon’s chest.

“GAH!” You cried, jumping back in surprise as he scared you. He looked down at you with less than thrilled eyes, staring into yours and infusing them with his anger.

“Umm, I was just, uh…”

He picked you up quickly, placing his hands on your waist and hoisting you over his shoulder.

“PUT ME DOWN! SOMEBODY HELP!” You cried, squirming in his tight grasp, still holding the bowl of sugar and slamming your fists into his back.

“Get out and stay out!” He firmly ordered, stuffing you back through the hole, “And keep the stupid sugar! Just leave me alone.”

You huffed in disbelief at his actions. How dare he touch you?!? Sticking your tongue out towards the wall, you triumphantly marched back to your own kitchen and happily poured the sugar into the bowl.