"do you want to bring this?" namjoon lifted up his small pillow.
yoongi quickly snatched it. "yes."
he shoved it in his suitcase.
namjoon chuckled and continued to help.
"joonie."
"yeah?"
"wh..what did you do with the gun?"
namjoon stopped is movement.
"if you do..please get rid of it."
yoongi suddenly felt a pair of arms around his waist.
namjoon rested his head on the older's shoulder.
"i don't have it on me. i'm going to get rid of it. i just didn't want my appa to have a hold of it."
"are you sure?" yoongi turned around to face him.
"baby, i'm sure."
"it's just..i can get that.." yoongi knitted his bows. "w..were you going to do it?"
"no." namjoon cupped his face, caressing is cheekbones. "i wasn't planning to. i was just scaring my appa."
"i was scared, joonie." yoongi whispered. "i don't like being scared."
"it's alright. i'm going to get rid of it, don't worry."
"please."
namjoon gives him a kiss. "i will."
"thank you." yoongi put his arms around the younger's waist to hug him.
namjoon hugged him back, caressing his hair.
