"Namjoon!" The maknae's voice rang, waking Namjoon out of his sleep. The older wrinkled his eyebrows sliding a hand under his pillow to fish out his phone.
It was late.
He never understood why his roommate decided staying up after hours was a good idea, knowing you had classes the next day.
"Namjoon!" The other yelled again.
Namjoon muttered an annoyed curse tossing his blanket to the side and sliding out of his bed. As he made his way to the front of their dorm room he could hear the sound of the tv growing louder and louder. He stopped in his tracks, standing idly behind his roommate staring at the back of the other's head.
"NAM- Aeish!" Taehyung scoffed as he had turned around into a jumpscare. Namjoon allowed a smug grin to grace his face seeing his roommate panic for a moment.
"What?" Namjoon asked.
"Get my charger out of my room. My phone's dying."
The older wrinkled his eyebrows crossing his arms. "You woke me up for this??"
"Just do it. And hurry up." Taehyung demanded, shoving Namjoon away from the couch.
"You seriously woke me up for this? Do you know what time it is? I have classes bright and early."
Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Just get my damn charger."
"You have classes too. Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I don't care about that."
"You should be. What'll you do if you fail? And why is the tv so loud? Others will compl-"
"Namjoon! .... My charger. Now." Taehyung said. He returned Namjoon's gaze, coldly. Those unwavering eyes full of poison, yet painted onto such a perfect face.
Namjoon swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat by just looking at the man. Needy eyes washing over Taehyung's soft curls that encircled his face. Slightly parted lips as the man waited for what he demanded. Still eyes darkly gazing at Namjoon.
He wanted to melt.
The desire he felt for the man; desire he felt to have the man, all for himself, was powerful. So powerful, yet unobtainable..
Namjoon averted his gaze, starting off towards Taehyung's room.
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Namjoon sat on the other end of the couch watching some boring game show play on the tv. He glanced towards Taehyung every now and then, catching small glimpses of the man's stern expression.
The older chewed on his bottom lip as his mind began to wander. Taehyung never put on his pajamas properly. The pants were always untied and his shirt was always lazily buttoned. The way he laid on the couch was no better. Legs spread, taking up space.
After a moment, the younger sighed uttering out a curse.
"Stop doing that." Namjoon said.
"I'm fucking sorry." Taehyung replied almost instantly not bothering to share a glance towards the other. Namjoon sighed heavily looking back at the game show. He didn't even know why he was still up. He'd gotten Tae's charger and that was that. His body had moved on its own, and he'd taken a seat on the couch too. Another hour had already passed. One step closer to an exam.
He hadn't even realized he'd been yawning loudly, nonstop, until Taehyung had made a sound of annoyance.
"Just go back to bed. I don't need anything else." Taehyung said.
Namjoon shook his head. "Can't be too sure with you. I don't want to get woken up again."
"Go to sleep. I'm heading out for awhile anyway." The maknae said standing to stretch.
Namjoon's eyes widened. He frowned standing abruptly to grab the other's arm. Tae looked down at the intruding hand that was now keeping him from moving.
"It's way passed curfew! You'll get in trouble!"
"Only if I get caught."
"What if you do?!"
Taehyung jerked his arm away. "It's none of your business." He scoffed grabbing his sweater from the counter.
Namjoon pulled at it. "What about the.. the murderer?"
Tae's eyes widened staring at Namjoon. The olders face was serious and fearful. "The murderer?" Tae repeated turning to step infront of his roommate.
Namjoon swallowed roughly nodding his head slowly. "People have been dying. Like every night! And you're going out! At night! That's dangerous!"
"Tch!" Taehyung slipped into his shoes as he listened to Namjoon ramble on and on about the killings.
"Taehyung!"
"WHAT?"
Taehyung glared at the hyung with furrowed brows waiting for the man to speak. Namjoon's mouth had gone dry. His eyes drank in every last detail it could on Tae's beauty.
sigh..
Why can't he just have this man already...?
Why?
"I... I don't want anything to happen to you.." Namjoon breathed finally. His heart crashed around his ribcage. His entire body went warm from embarrassment.
He was just being honest.
He was madly in love with this man.
If anything ever happened to Taehyung.. he'd lose his mind.
Tae stared at Namjoon for a moment feeling the corners of his lips wanting so badly to twitch into a smirk. He stood from his crouched position and took a few steps towards Namjoon, stopping directly infront of the man to stare up at the other's reddened face. Taehyung's eyes were wide and round, like a baby deer.
Even at a time like this, all Namjoon could think about was pulling the other man into a rough kiss and sucking on those perfect lips till they turned red.
"... You're really worried.. aren't you?" Tae said raising a hand to place warmly onto Namjoon's cheek. The older's body grew warmer at the contact. He felt like his heart was going to explode. His knees were becoming weaker with each passing second.
"... Joon..?" Tae called breaking the other out of his lustfilled trance for a moment.
He loved when his roommate called him that. Even though it was something people would regularly call him, it just hit different when Taehyung said it. His deep voice created shivers.
"Yes." Namjoon replied breathlessly. He could barely get the word out..
Taehyung traced his thumb along Namjoon's plump bottom lip, eyeing the structure of it. He pulled the other's face closer to his. The man's skin was burning up underneath his hand.
"I said, I'm going out. And you're going to go back to your room, and go to bed. Am I clear?" The younger whispered.
Namjoon nodded stiffly, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Now go the fuck to sleep." Tae said releasing his hold on his roommate's face. He watched as the older immediately turned to leave and do as he was told.
His stare never left him.
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Loud chattering echoed throughout the dorm room. Namjoon's eyes fluttered open quickly feeling startled from the sudden noise. He clicked on his phone to check the time.
4 a.m.
He had sat up to go harass his roommate for being out so long, but remembered the younger's words to him and stayed put.
"Namjoonie~"
"You can leave now."
"Let me see him first."
"Don't wake that guy up. I don't feel like getting lectured."
"Ts. You know, if he annoys you so much, why don't we get rid-"
"NO!" Taehyung said all too loudly.
After a few seconds heavy thudding of shoes neared Namjoon's room and he quickly lied down, shutting his eyes as if he had been in a deep sleep. His heart rammed inside his chest as he heard the small noise of his doorknob turn and the soft squeak of the door itself being pushed open.
Namjoon felt a presence directly at the end of his bed. A shadow of a figure engulfed his body. Seconds later, it all disappeared as the person had left and the door was shut softly behind them.
"We'll talk about this tomorrow. Hurry up and go back to your room for now before we get caught."
"Yeah, yeah. Don't forget to get rid of those."
"I won't."
Namjoon felt bad for listening in. He knew Taehyung would be pissed if he found out. The older heard the front door shut after the other person had left. Taehyung pattered about the dorm quietly. The eerie conversation between his roommate and some other person had started to bug him. Namjoon already had a ton of questions pertaining to the exchanges. He'd decided to keep it to himself.
Moments later the sound of the shower echoed throughout the room.
Namjoon eventually fell asleep to the soothing sound of it.
(i wont make this story or the chapters too long.)