@leaderjoon
♔ ⁞ — “Oh wow, that’s no way to speak to your elders.” What a manner to answer a polite phone call. His neverending wit didn’t fail him, a plethora of witty comebacks settling on the tip of his tongue. However, at the last second, Namjoon decided to take it easy on her. It was a little late to be calling someone that didn’t happen to be your significant other. “I just had a dream, actually, I guess it could be considered a nightmare instead.” He paused for a moment to scratch at his chin, unsure if it was too childish of him to have called Seolhyun for anything short of an emergency. “I was in the middle of a heated rap battle with Jimin-ssi when I started stuttering and ultimately puked… Everywhere. It felt too real, I demand a rematch.”
if you call someone at 2 A.M. sharp, don’t expect them to be polite about it. especially when the reason that you’re bothering them is because you had a dream as stupid as this! maybe if namjoon had a nightmare and he woke up all sweaty and freaked out, seolhyun would have some sympathy. a smidgen of it. but this? this calls for no sympathy and no niceness. but this is her friend and she loves him (just a tiny bit), so she listens to him drawl on anyway, trying to prevent her eyes from rolling out of their sockets. when she hears his reasoning for the ridiculously late phone call, she’s not sure if she’d rather laugh or cry. maybe both at the same time. “seriously...? you dreamt about... my leader.” she stays quiet for a few seconds, closing her eyes and pressing her fingers to her temples. “you’re real funny, i’ll give you that. you really called me to tell me this?” there’s a snort from her end of the line. “are you sure it was jimin and not... i don’t know, a dream about that tragic stage from the gayo?”