#pairing:namgi

[9-6liner]

the first one from the reincarnation themed??? sugamon??? pretty please

I fell in love with you three lifetimes ago and I’ve been looking for you ever since but I’ve been starting to give up and my friend’s new crush has your eyes and oh god I’m not going to steal someone’s date just because I’m hoping you’re the person I met in a past life

“it’s him,” yoongi says, to no one in particular. the passersby look at him strangely but otherwise don’t pay much attention to his flushes cheeks, slightly apart lips, staring at the boy he’s met over three lifetimes ago, in completely different circumstances.

they’ve met as captains of opposing pirate ships lost at sea, they’ve met as the sick master and his cunning servant, they’ve met as a doctor and a dog walker with a sprained ankle but definitely not like this; in modern day seoul with yoongi struggling to make ends meet with his convenience store job and namjoon on a fancy date with a nice looking boy in the cafe across from his workplace.

it’s heartbreaking but yoongi’s had three lifetimes to get used to the empty feeling nestling in his chest. namjoon’s made his bed at the back of his mind since the first time yoongi’s laid his good eye on him from the dock of his ship but namjoon’s never reciprocated those feelings. and somehow, a part of yoongi’s been searching ever since. and each time he’s found him, fate finds a way to tear them apart again.

like now, for example. yoongi doesn’t even have to begin to imagine a possible interaction between them when he sees namjoon lean over the table to peck his pretty date on the corner of his lips, fixing up his tie in the process. 

he’s late for work; his manager is bumping the glass behind him, yelling at him to get in before he freezes to death but yoongi for the fourth life of him can’t bring himself to look away.

does namjoon remember at all? 

does yoongi have a special place reserved in namjoon’s heart for all the times they’ve met but never worked out?

some questions are better left unanswered, yoongi concludes, pulling off his hood and pushing open the door leading to warmth and safety, ready to get yelled at by his boss for acting stupid.

[9-6liner]

“You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious” Sugamon, pretty please? :)

it starts out simple enough.

“you’re so tiny,” namjoon explains when his fingers intertwine with yoongi’s during epik high’s concert, “i don’t want to lose you.”

yoongi’s heart hiccups strangely at the tender tone of namjoon’s voice, but he doesn’t question it. he can’t hear the rest of namjoon’s explanation well because of tablo speaking into the microphone ten rows ahead of them, but he catches the words “big crowd” and “you’ll get hurt” and frowns a little.

namjoon’s grip is strong on his for the rest of the night, and it’s the only thing yoongi clearly remembers from it.

-

it’s not so simple the next time it happens.

“hyung,” namjoon calls, waving his big hand from the middle of the growing row at the cash register. yoongi’s had the job to rush towards the drinks section to pick up two bottles of water they’ve forgotten and by the time he comes back, namjoon’s barely recognizable among the rest of the customers, “hyung! i’m here!” 

yoongi spots him - once he does, he feels a little silly for missing his thick framed glasses, lanky frame and dark curled mop of hair on the top of his head at a first glance. he pushes past grumpy old men and women to stand next to namjoon towering over him by almost ten centimeters of height advantage.

“sorry,” he muses, placing the bottles of water in the basket next to namjoon’s feet, “just got a little overwhelmed.”

“it’s alright,” namjoon says, fingers slipping between yoongi’s again, “i’ll go next time.”

“i think you’d never come back, then,” the older laughs, but namjoon’s thumb playing with his knuckles absent-mindedly breaks the laugh in the middle of it.

“i’d always come back to you,” namjoon murmurs quietly, thinking yoongi wouldn’t hear. 

yoongi hears him loud and clear. 

-

the casual hand holding at the studio makes yoongi suspicious.

it’s evident that namjoon isn’t doing it on purpose. he’s not even paying attention to yoongi, too busy clicking around on cubase and listening to donghyuk’s instructions on his right. yoongi’s pretty distracted himself, perfecting his lyrics to their polished best while they wait for hoseok to come back with food, so he barely even notices when namjoon’s palm lands on his thigh.

yoongi inwardly curses at how automatic it is for his free hand, the one not occupied by a pen, to land next to namjoon’s on his thigh and open in an invitation for namjoon to interlock their fingers. it’s not a proper hold, just namjoon resting his hand on yoongi’s, but it somehow feels more intimate than every other they’ve shared before.

namjoon taps the beat in his head on yoongi’s knuckles, nodding along to donghyuk’s advice. if their producer has noticed anything, he doesn’t say a word about it, and yoongi’s more than grateful. hoseok, on the other hand…

“i’m here! everyone stop what you’re doing and eat this pork while it’s fresh!” the studio door slams open, revealing the devil’s cold flushed cheeks and maniacal grin with steaming bags in each hand. donghyuk’s the first to get up and yoongi almost drops namjoon’s hand altogether but he hesitates when his bandmate doesn’t move an inch.

“i think this song will come out nicely,” namjoon says, not really looking at yoongi. there’s a fond smile on his face as he eyes the lyrics on the screen, a smile that prompts yoongi’s lips to stretch into one as well, “think the fans will like it?”

“they’ll love it, namjoonie,” yoongi nods.

it’s then that namjoon decides to look at him and yoongi’s heartbeat pauses for a split second, air knocked out of his lungs. there’s an intimate fondness in his eyes that yoongi hasn’t expected in the slightest.

“i really hope so,” namjoon adds, quieter, “now come on, let’s go eat.”

[9-6liner]

talk is cheap

pairing/s: namjoon/yoongi, donghyuk/hoseok, bromance namjoon/hoseok

# of words: 17,534

summary: there were many instances in hoseok’s life when he regretted ever getting out of bed. somehow, absolutely every single one of them included namjoon.

warning/s: fluff, lapslock, the tinsiest bit of smut, this is basically a namseok shade fest

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