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He was a boy. He was boy. Can it be any more obvious?
Except boy one fell in love and boy two had no idea. Boy one broke apart and boy two had no idea. Boy one asked him to leave and boy two never questioned why.
Excerpt“Yeah, right. Anyway, sorry you had to come all the way here, I would’ve told you sooner if I knew you were still coming,” Jin shrugged.
“I could be com-,”
“Namjoon stop!” Jin pointed his fingers at the younger. Namjoon chuckled.
“I guess I’ll just leave then,” he turned around too open the door.
“No! Stay!” Jin blurted out before he had a chance to think. Namjoon looked at him curiously, “It’s just, it’s late. You’re probably tired and came all the way here because I called you. So, just sleep here for tonight or something”
“That’s ok, hyung. You should spend some time with your best friend, you don’t need me hogging your bed or time. I’ll see you next time, yeah.”
With a flash of his dimpled smile, Namjoon was out the door before Jin had finished saying ‘okay’.
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“Wow-” Seokjin manages to whisper. “Is this why your thighs are so big?”
They lean in to kiss lazily, Seokjin’s hand wrapped tightly around Namjoon's waist.
“I work out my legs so I can ride dicks.. It’s not the other way around,” he corrects against Seokjin's lips.
Namjoon does go on a lot of bike rides.. Walks. Hikes. The man takes good care of his legs.
Why is that such a sexy thought?
Seokjin’s never going to get over this. Not ever.
"I'm ruined," he says quietly, in a daze.
Namjoon laughs."You're welcome."
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“Why do you and my brother mail each other, anyways?” Taehyung asks. “And now you're communicating via parrot express. Next thing I know, you’re going to go feral over Namjoonie hyung’s ankles."
Seokjin pauses scrolling long enough to singe the hem of Taehyung’s Gucci pyjamas, feeling absolutely no remorse.
“Your brother has my number blocked. So, we can’t text.”
"Wow."
"Yes, wow, now if you could shut up for two minutes, I have got a mail to read from your absolutely insufferable brother. A mail with an extremely ominous subject line that says—” Seokjin squints at his phone, “Protege competition registration from 8 to 9—holy shit."
(Alt., The one where Seokjin and Namjoon think they hate each other, but then share a cottage, a bed, and then realise that they, in fact, don't. ft. The rest of the Bangtan being their chaotic selves.)
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Seokjin wonders idly, as he sometimes does on days when his self-control is tired of holding out, what Namjoon would do if he were to cross the room and plant himself on those big thighs. He wonders what Namjoon would do if he reached up to grip Namjoon’s hair in his hands and slid his mouth against his. Wonders if Namjoon would push him away in surprise, or if he would grip Seokjin’s hips and pull him closer, press back up into his kiss.
He wonders, wonders, wonders.
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Against his better judgement, Seokjin starts sleeping with his best friend.
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At eighteen, Namjoon is busy with university, part-time tutoring, his lack of a love life, and his alter ego in the underground rap scene. He’s got his hands full without a tutee’s older brother trying to kick his ass, but that is precisely what Seokjin tries to do.
Ten years later, Namjoon thinks it was a hell of a way to meet his first love – and his second, and his third. After having refused to speak to Seokjin for several years, he is unprepared when Seokjin gets back in touch.