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Namjoon threw himself on the bed tiredly. ‘Today was fucking exhausting.’ Today was the third and final day of shooting a music video for their new song, which was soon to be released.
Not even a minute later, the door opened again, and a bright head peeked in. “Namjoon-ah? You still haven’t showered? Seriously?” Seokjin exasperatedly exclaimed. He came inside the room and gently closed the door, knowing most of the others were already asleep.
Namjoon groaned in reply at seeing his freshly showered hyung standing above him all sassily, hands on his waist and a hard expression on his face. “Come on, up you go, you big baby!” Seokjin picked up the younger’s arm and pulled with all his might. Namjoon let out another huffed groan, and relented, getting up.
“Hyung!” He whined, despite knowing it was going to do no good. “Stop whining, Namjoon-ah!” Seokjin pushed him towards the bathroom door, and he complied. He sulkily walked inside and got ready to shower. ‘How the heck is he not tired? Ah, he’s lucky he shot almost all his scenes yesterday…’
Outside, Seokjin took out some comfy jogger pants which he knew Namjoon liked, and a loose oversized t-shirt. He still remembers how much time it had taken the younger to find a t-shirt which would be oversized for him, as he was Just. So. Big.
Seokjin shook his head to get rid of his train of thoughts and focused back on the task at hand. Taking out a pair of boxers too, he laid down comfortably on the bed and scrolled through his social media, waiting for Namjoon to come out. It took another five minutes of pointlessly going through boring Instagram posts for Namjoon to finally come out.
Seokjin didn’t even bat an eyelash towards him, and simply chose to close his phone instead. Namjoon, noticing the clothes on the bed, quickly thanked the elder and hurriedly wore them. He threw himself on the bed once again and dragged himself towards the elder much like a baby caterpillar.
Seokjin internally sighed and opened his arms wide as a silent invite. Namjoon wriggled some more, cutely making a face, and a minute later, he was in his hyung’s arms. He sighed, and snuggled up to Seokjin’s thigh. The elder ran his fingers through Namjoon’s hair, slightly scratching his scalp. Namjoon let out another sigh of contentment.
It wasn’t long before he found himself on the verge of falling asleep. Looking up a last time, he saw that Seokjin was still busy with his phone. “Hyung…” The younger whined, tugging the elder’s sleeve downwards, “sleep!”
“Ah, fine.” Seokjin kept his phone on the bedside table, and switched off the lights before getting in bed with a already half asleep Namjoon.
He kissed Namjoon’s forehead as he finally settled in, content with the day.