BOY NEXT DOOR {namjin} [BOOK TWO]

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆

𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚔𝚓𝚒𝚗

"Don't do it, Jin. There are other ways to solve this!" Namjoon says, looking at me. I shake my head slowly.

"I'm sorry, Joonie. This is the only way."

"No! Jin, please!" He pleads while I take what I need and place it down.

"I choose blue. Pick four cards, love." I smirk as he sighs and takes them.

"I hate uno. I'm going to get something to drink. You want anything?" I watch him get up from his seat and nod my head 'no'. I watch my boyfriend disappear in the kitchen and feel a smile creep onto my face.

I feel my phone vibrate. Confusion takes over me as I open Instagram to see who was DM-ing me. Wait, I don't know this person.

Quentin_37:
You look great in your new picture ;)

kingseokjin:
I- thanks?

Quentin_37:
Anytime, babe~💕

I close my phone as I see Namjoon enter the living room again. I get up and take his drink, placing it on the table. My arms find their way around his waist as I bury my head in Namjoons chest.

"You okay?" He asks, rubbing my back. I nod while moving my face to look up, connecting our lips for a second. "Why suddenly all the love?" He chuckles. "Well, not that I'm complaining."

"I feel bad for doing you like that during uno." I lie. Truth is that I want to show Namjoon I love him, that DM meant nothing... Right?

"Cuddles?" I nod as he ruffles my hair. Smiling, I head to the couch and put on some random movie on Netflix. Namjoon joins my side with a cup in his hand. I deny when he points it at me, making him take a sip himself and place it on the coffee table in front of us.

He lies down on the couch as I place myself in front of him. His arm wraps around my waist, making me smile.

"We're watching Netflix? You know what that means, right?" My mind can already picture a smirk on my boyfriends face.

"What does it mean?" I play dumb as I don't last a minute spooning with him. He takes my body and places it on top of him, hugging my waist with both hands now.

"I'll show you." His lips find their way onto mine. I close my eyes immediately and kiss him back. It was a short kiss. Namjoons lips move to my neck. A piece of skin moves between his teeth as he slowly starts to suck on it, making me gasp.

"PORN! PORN ON THE COUCH!" Hoseok walks in, covering his eyes. Namjoon rolls his eyes as his lips leave my neck. A blush creeps on my cheek as I turn to look at my best friend.

"What are you doing here? I thought Yoongi and you were going out." A slight hint of annoyance is hidden in Namjoons voice as I make myself sit up rather than lying flat on top of him. Well, sitting on his stomach doesn't make the sight better, does it?

"We are! We need to pass the living room to actually get outside, though." And that's when Yoongi walks in as well. I want to get off of Namjoon, but get held still by my hips.

"Hope, are w- What did I walk in on?" The all black wearing man smirks as my blush keeps getting intenser.

"We didn't do anything, okay?" I say, shyly. My arms cross as I give up with trying to get off of my boyfriend.

"Well, have fun, I guess?" The older smiles as he takes Hoseoks hand. They head to the door and say a last goodbye before closing the door behind them.

"Can I get off now?" I ask, looking down at Namjoon, who seems to be deep in thought. "Joonieee?" Still no answer. I poke his cheek where his dimple normally shows. Finally!

"Huh?"

"Are you okay?" I ask with a light chuckle as he loosens his grip and sits up. This makes me sit on his lap now.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He smiles quickly. I can sense he isn't, but I can also sense that he won't tell me what's wrong until I drag it out of him. But sadly, I have no idea what's wrong.

"I think I'll go work a little bit." I nod and get off his lap with suspicion.

For those who didn't know... Namjoon's actually a rapper! He told me a few weeks ago. I was a little hurt he didn't want to tell me before, but he made it up by letting me listen to all his songs and join him while writing. Well, I was kind of stupid for not realising it. There were multiple times where he talked about 'writing lyrics' where I just didn't bother to ask questions.

I take my phone again and see a few new messages, making me frown.

Quentin_37:
Shit, all your pictures look good!
Quentin_37:
Your boyfriend must be really lucky... Do you have a boyfriend?

kingseokjin:
I do

Quentin_37:
Oh, really?

kingseokjin:
Yes
kingseokjin:
Can you please stop messaging me

Quentin_37:
Sure, babe. Take care~💕

My gaze moves to the hallway. Should I tell Namjoon about this? I look down at my phone and quickly delete all the messages. My eyes move to the television now as I continue watching one of my series and cuddle into the blanket close to me.