Started With a Whisper
Started With a Whisper
Namjoon/Jimin, 502w, PG-13
Drabble | Bangtan |
A/N: lapselock, for bictory
sort of b/c there might be a bigger thing in the works ;~;
another person was to be added to their team, another member, and namjoon wasn't upset; he was wary. three years with plenty of member changes is enough to make you like that. but, jimin arrives with a baby-face, a body that's not, and a personality that's somewhere in between and somehow, he fits as soon as he gets there. he meshes so well with everyone and sometimes, selfishly, namjoon wishes it hadn't worked out so well. because jimin made namjoon glance too long and smile too easily and think too much. jimin has an infectious smile and a laugh that makes you happy. and his everything is a problem for namjoon.
when namjoon first met jimin, he was a boy trying so hard to prove himself. he would show off his dancing whenever he could, smile so wide whenever you complimented him, and work extremely hard when criticized. and namjoon had thought that jimin's voice was always in contradiction to his need to seem adult, need to seem manly, but it was just something he had to get used to along with the new and unique personality that jimin was. the problem was he never got used to it. jimin’s voice is different and compelling, something about it is so alluring to namjoon. it’s interesting in a way namjoon doesn't really understand how.
that’s until one day he's sitting down on the couch, playing a game on his phone, concentrating, ignoring the things going on around him. he knows someone's in the kitchen behind him, he knows someone shuts a door further in the dorm, he knows someone sits down next to him-
"hyung." he knows jimin sits down next to him. he doesn't answer. one, he needs to concentrate, and two, jimin's becoming more of a problem lately, walking around the dorm shirtless more often as he grows more confident with himself. or worse, walking around in only a towel. he's also happier, become more touchy, more smiley. all together become a huge problem rather than a small one namjoon could forget.
"hyung." jimin huffs. it can't be that important, not if jimin's getting pouty instead of serious. he can wait two minutes for namjoon to finish this level. but, jimin scoots closer to see what he’s doing, then sighs. either jimin could tell him to stop or he could get up and come back later.
"namjoon-hyung." jimin says, hot breath against his ear. or something namjoon didn't expect, something that has him drop his phone as a warm shock goes throughout his body and his face flushes. it's lucky that namjoon's startled face is taken for surprise and jimin smiles wide and mischievous. "what do you want for dinner, hyung?"
namjoon blinks, "what?"
it takes a minute for him to comprehend jimin coming closer, but not until jimin's already talking in his ear, asking again. it's not fair, completely not okay, because namjoon was aroused by a whisper. he wants jimin to whisper in his ear, moan, make high pitched whines. and fuck.
he fumbles over his words for a second, then manages, "i don't really care."
"okay," jimin shrugs, smiling before getting up and leaving. namjoon runs a hand through his hair, sighing, realizing he's completely ruined.
Namjoon/Jimin, 502w, PG-13
Drabble | Bangtan |
A/N: lapselock, for bictory
sort of b/c there might be a bigger thing in the works ;~;
another person was to be added to their team, another member, and namjoon wasn't upset; he was wary. three years with plenty of member changes is enough to make you like that. but, jimin arrives with a baby-face, a body that's not, and a personality that's somewhere in between and somehow, he fits as soon as he gets there. he meshes so well with everyone and sometimes, selfishly, namjoon wishes it hadn't worked out so well. because jimin made namjoon glance too long and smile too easily and think too much. jimin has an infectious smile and a laugh that makes you happy. and his everything is a problem for namjoon.
when namjoon first met jimin, he was a boy trying so hard to prove himself. he would show off his dancing whenever he could, smile so wide whenever you complimented him, and work extremely hard when criticized. and namjoon had thought that jimin's voice was always in contradiction to his need to seem adult, need to seem manly, but it was just something he had to get used to along with the new and unique personality that jimin was. the problem was he never got used to it. jimin’s voice is different and compelling, something about it is so alluring to namjoon. it’s interesting in a way namjoon doesn't really understand how.
that’s until one day he's sitting down on the couch, playing a game on his phone, concentrating, ignoring the things going on around him. he knows someone's in the kitchen behind him, he knows someone shuts a door further in the dorm, he knows someone sits down next to him-
"hyung." he knows jimin sits down next to him. he doesn't answer. one, he needs to concentrate, and two, jimin's becoming more of a problem lately, walking around the dorm shirtless more often as he grows more confident with himself. or worse, walking around in only a towel. he's also happier, become more touchy, more smiley. all together become a huge problem rather than a small one namjoon could forget.
"hyung." jimin huffs. it can't be that important, not if jimin's getting pouty instead of serious. he can wait two minutes for namjoon to finish this level. but, jimin scoots closer to see what he’s doing, then sighs. either jimin could tell him to stop or he could get up and come back later.
"namjoon-hyung." jimin says, hot breath against his ear. or something namjoon didn't expect, something that has him drop his phone as a warm shock goes throughout his body and his face flushes. it's lucky that namjoon's startled face is taken for surprise and jimin smiles wide and mischievous. "what do you want for dinner, hyung?"
namjoon blinks, "what?"
it takes a minute for him to comprehend jimin coming closer, but not until jimin's already talking in his ear, asking again. it's not fair, completely not okay, because namjoon was aroused by a whisper. he wants jimin to whisper in his ear, moan, make high pitched whines. and fuck.
he fumbles over his words for a second, then manages, "i don't really care."
"okay," jimin shrugs, smiling before getting up and leaving. namjoon runs a hand through his hair, sighing, realizing he's completely ruined.