Namjoon x You || Drabble
Namjoon looked exhausted as he watched his younger bandmates bounce around the room, their energy boundless and unlimited. He knew he should get up and tell them to calm down, that they were annoying their hyungs and the staff, but his warning would only last for so long before they’d be at it once again.
When his eyes met yours, you could see the despair and desperation clear as day. Biting back a chuckle, you crossed the room, avoiding a collision with the maknae by just an inch, but otherwise reaching his side with ease. He sighed before patting the seat next to him on the large couch. Falling into the embrace of the soft cushions, you poked the rapper’s side, your expression sincere yet grave.
“It must be hard.”
“It is,” he frowned, rubbing his temples, a light tint on his cheeks whenever he met your burning, attentive gaze.
“But there’s a plus side, you know.”
“Please, enlighten me.”
“Ladies love a guy who’s good with kids. With this much experience, you’ll have them lined up around the block.”
His strained groan was enough to push you over the edge and send you into a laughing fit.