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[my badly edited cover. this was really hard. I tried rip]
Namjoon was roomed with V. The members had filmed another episode of their Run series and the subject had been picking rooms again, only, this time it was done differently and Namjoon had lost. He'd blamed the loss on not fully understanding the rules while the others obviously didn't believe him. Jimin stated the obvious.
Before the game had started the members had gotten to jot down a few punishments of their choice, one of them having been to share a room with Taehyung. Namjoon had wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion at the odd penalty and Hoseok joined him. "What? How is this a punishment though?" Hoseok said scratching the back of his head.
Namjoon noticed how much Jungkook began to fidget in the spot he was sitting in, eyes darting around the room nervously. Jin shrugged taking the marker from Jimin to write down his punishment suggestion next. Namjoon's eyes flickered over to an unconcerned Taehyung whom seemed to have more interest in his bangs then the current matter everyone was participating in. He figured that maybe Jimin had just been trying to be funny at the time.
~
After leaving the airport the idol group traveled to the residence they were going to be staying in. Namjoon got out of the van first feeling his thighs slightly numb from where Jimin had been asleep on him.
The ride was quiet. As soon as the members boarded everyone had fallen asleep except for Namjoon, and maybe Taehyung, but Namjoon wasn't exactly sure because the maknae had been seated behind him. In the midst of the snores there was the soft tune of Blood, Sweat, and Tears sang in a quiet voice ringing behind him as he tried to sleep. Namjoon had immediately known the voice to be V. He let his eyes slip closed as the soulful sound filled his ears making him fall asleep.
Jimin hopped out of the van and wrapped his arms around his leader as the hyung made his way towards the other vehicle to retrieve their bags. Namjoon sighed as his attempts to pull away from the mochi failed and he just dragged a clinging Jimin along with him. The other members had slipped from the van one after another. Jungkook being the last, as always. Namjoon knew everyone was tired, hell, he was too, and he wanted nothing more then for his group to get more sleep once they got into the building.
"Namjoonie-hyung, that's Jungkook's bag." Jimin said craning his neck to peer over Namjoon's shoulder.
Namjoon raised a brow looking through the travel cases. "But Jungkook's.. I thought I put his underneath yours?" Namjoon said looking at Jimin whom shrugged in return.
"Ah, I have yours already, hyung." A deep voice replied. Namjoon turned around only to be faced with Taehyung's back as the other made his way into the building with both his and Namjoon's travel bags. "I've never seen him take someone else's bag to their room." Jin said setting his bag down to catch his breath.
Namjoon laughed alittle. "You didn't even make it passed the sidewalk and you're already like this."
"Quiet."
~
After everyone's luggage were put away in their respective rooms Jin began to cook a light meal with the unwanted help of V and Jimin. "Guys, get out of the kitchen!" Jin yelled for the fourth time swinging his spatula to chase the maknae's away. "Just let us help." Jimin exclaimed making his way back around the counter. He stopped once he noticed Jin tapping the spatula against the counter as a warning.
V leaned against it resting his elbows on the edge. "We're bored, hyung. Atleast let me cut something." He said sliding a finger across the handle of a small knife that was resting on a plate.
"Cut something? You? HA!" Jin laughed hysterically swiping the plate away from V. "Like I'd be dumb enough to put a knife in your hands. You're next to Namjoon-ssi."
Namjoon looked up from his phone and sighed. "That was an accident."
"Everything you destroy is an accident. I agree. Taehyung is Son of Destruction." Hoseok laughed. V shrugged once again sinking into his own little world. He played with the chopped lettuce pieces on the counter that Jin had stacked. Jin's gaze shot downward at the intruding hand and he brought his spatula down to wack at it only to have V pull away at just the right moment.
The room filled with yells from the hyung and laughter from the maknae. Yoongi had gotten up from his resting spot on the couch and trudged out of the room like an old man. Namjoon would probably have to bring him his food later considering that once Yoongi was asleep there was really no way in getting him to wake up and Namjoon wouldn't tolerate him skipping a meal.
"Namjoon, please put them out till I'm done cooking. They'll listen to you." Jin said tiredly watching as V slipped his fingers back into the food that was sat on the counter. "Alright, come on guys. Out." Namjoon said pushing himself up from the couch. "Can I go in your studio?" Jimin asked raising his hand as if waiting for a teacher's response.
"We just got here. I didn't even set it up yet."
"Let me help then."
"No." Namjoon replied ruffling his dongsaeng's hair. V watched quietly with his head resting on his hands ignoring Jin's protests.
"Namjoonie why?" Jimin asked.
"Because.. just no. Not you, Jimin." Namjoon said ignoring Jimin's nickname for him. He knew that the only reason Jimin wanted to help with his studio was just so the mochi could rummage through his figurines. Jimin had been trying for months to get his hands on them. He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes at the leader as if plotting his next action.
"What about me?" A voice called from Namjoon's side. He slightly flinched at how close V was in his face when he turned towards him. During him and Jimin's conversation he hadn't even noticed that V had moved from the counter. The other members were infamous for invading Namjoon's room on a daily basis, but he couldn't say the same for V. The maknae rarely bothered him and when he did it wouldn't last for too long.
Now that Namjoon thought about it V had been a complete mystery for him even having lived with the singer for years. He knew that V had weird habits. Everyone knew he was alittle... off, but that was all Namjoon could say he knew. Since the two were sharing a room anyway he figured he might as well let the maknae help put away a few things. Namjoon still didn't understand why rooming with V had been a penalty.
If anything, something like having to sleep next to him as a punishment was pretty harsh in some ways, but the other didn't seem to mind, so Namjoon decided not to worry about it too much. "Well, I guess. Just a few boxes to unpack and I'll do the rest myself." Namjoon replied walking past a stunned Jimin whom grabbed his arm. "Hyung, that's not fair. I asked first. I'm your favorite." Jimin whined yanking Namjoon's arm.
Taehyung waited idly for the scene to end. His eyes rolled slowly from Namjoon's expression to the side of Jimin's face.
"Jiminie-"
"How come you're taking Taehyung? You might as well let me come too." Jimin explained.
Namjoon sighed defeatedly not knowing how to sort the situation out. It seemed like the only way to get out of it was to just give in to the demanding mochi. Once Jimin had his mind on something there was no talking him out of it.
"Ok, fi-"
"He said that I'll only need to unpack a few boxes and he'll get the rest. I do some now, you get the rest. Half and half?" V exclaimed placing a palm gently on Jimin's hand that had been holding onto their leader. Jimin pouted and released Namjoon finally muttering a low "Fine."
~
"Taehyung, just leave the one with the figurines. I'll do those myself. I don't want Jiminie getting to them." Namjoon said untangling his desktop wires from the packaging. He had been half asleep when they'd started packing their things so he'd just thrown everything into the boxes lazily. Now he was completely regretting it.
Namjoon flopped down into his rolling chair and worked on the mass of wires sitting in his lap. V had been rummaging around behind him as quiet as a mouse just cutting open boxes. Namjoon wasn't sure where he'd gotten a pocketknife from, but he didn't think on it too much, then he remembered what Jin said earlier about the singer with knives and he whirled around in his chair nonchalantly to check on the maknae.
V hummed a tune to himself sitting cross-legged on the floor with his back towards his leader. Namjoon stared at his back for a moment trying to think of something to say to break the awkward silence.
".. Hey Taehyung.. what Jin said about the whole 'knife thing'-"
"Hyung, what is this?" Taehyung asked overlapping Namjoon's speech. He held up an old dismembered camera over his shoulder not bothering to look up from the box he held in front of him.
"Oh, that's.. Wow, I forgot I even had that. It's a camera I used on one of our voyages a few years ago. I hadn't had the time to develop the photos I took so I just kept the entire camera until then."
V turned around to face Namjoon examining the broken up camera. He tilted his head. "Can I have it?" He asked. "I don't know about.. that.. V--" Namjoon's voice caught in his throat when the maknae had settled his gaze into the other's. Wide, brown eyes stared into Namjoon's along with a gentle smile gracing V's handsome features. "RM-hyung, can I have it?" V asked again more sincerely this time and Namjoon felt defeated once again.
His maknae's were going to be the death of him. He could never seem to resist them. He knew that if he were to give Taehyung something the singer would only flaunt it around and then a jealous Jimin would come asking questions. Namjoon felt his eyebrows begin to twitch more and more the longer he stared at the other's angelic, yet sadistic smile. V was doing it on purpose.
V had always been pretty sadistic in a way. He loved doing things to people to get reactions from them. He'd pick, nag, prank, poke, do anything to the members, but he'd only be able to get away with so much with them, but his leader..
"Fine. It's yours, Tae."
Namjoon was soft for V, he could comprehend, and the maknae felt tiny pricks in his fingers around the camera as his blood began to boil with excitement at the sight of his hyung's reddened face..