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@❛ jimin park。 (*you know I had to do it to em pose*)

@❛ namjoon kim。 [] “when a cute boy that I love”
JIMINS GONNA HAVE THESE WIDE AF EYES WHEN HE HEARS THAT OSBZUKSBSISSN

@❛ namjoon kim。 [] ITS FINE HUSH

@❛ jimin park。 (I HATE It)

@❛ jimin park。 (Its still tragic but wnwnwbwbwbw)

@❛ jimin park。 The way jimin moved his blanket around on his body had namjoon raising an eyebrow, but it’s the audacity in jimins sudden words that has namjoon suddenly bringing the glasses he had resting on the bridge of his nose down to the tip, now shamelessly eyeing Jimin from head to toe, a playful sting resonates in his voice “I’m sorry, did I say I didn’t? How do you know what I’m thinking? I can’t complain too much when a cute boy that I love is marching around my apartment almost .” a cough, and he lifts his glasses back up on his face, following after Jimin to the couch,, “I think my main concern is wondering if anyone saw you like this—“ the more jimin spoke, the more namjoon found himself to be confused, to the point where he couldn't help but contemplate the possibility of jimin having amnesia “I’ve told you before that you’re welcome here, Jimin. You seem to love my couch... maybe I should move it one day so when your body moves its way over there it will be met with a surprise.” namjoon lowers himself in front of the latter to his level with a grin and reaches his hands out to gently hold onto his forearms, fingers dancing along the skin “well, we can have a snack, watch a show. Or just... go to sleep, I know it is a little late, did you need anything?”

@❛ namjoon kim。 [] LMAOOOO

@❛ jimin park。 (You saw nothing :D)

@❛ namjoon kim。 [] I'M LAUGHING

@❛ jimin park。 (WAIT THAT WAS TRAGIC I WASNT DONe)

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@❛ namjoon kim。 As soon as the door opens, the younger makes his way inside, shuffling into elder's home once again, hands wrapping the blanket across his core and tucking the edges underneath his arms. "You love the sight, and you know it." He replies, turning to face the elder, irises scanning Namjoon up and down. "I really didn't think any of this through, but I had the idea, and here I am..." Glancing down at the ground, he brushed his foot against the carpet and released a sigh. "I hope you don't mind my sudden intrusion, but I felt the need-...." His voice trailed off as he shed the blanket down a bit to wrap around his shoulders like a shawl and made his way towards the couch. Plopping down, he glanced expectantly up at the elder. "So, what now?"

@❛ jimin park。 The last text between the two would have sent namjoon flying out of his bed for his door if it weren't for the large cat sitting on his lap "coco, off off" he waved his cat off and placed his phone on his nightstand. it was the usual time his feline had visited his room before bed but the feline left willingly as she had already received her good night pets before namjoon had started on his phone, but she would follow as he made his way down the stairs to the door, both of them roused by the knocking sound. namjoon opens the door, lips forming an "o" at the sight in front of him
"Jimin-- you--" it's hard to tell for a split second whether namjoon's voice was concerned or oddly pleased by the boy's presence and appearance in front of him, but he knew he couldn't be showing that pleased side at the moment, and it shows in the "oh god get in here." he immediately says while he coaxes jimin in like a little kitten he had found on the street "I almost didn't think you were serious, but I can't complain."

@❛ namjoon kim。 Clad in an ebony pair of boxer briefs and a blanket, only long enough to cover his torso, wrapped around his shoulders, Jimin waited patiently at Namjoon's door. He didn't really think the entire thing through. Tired irises begged to hide behind closed eyelids, but anticipation kept them at bay. Shifting weight from one to the other uncomfortably, he glanced around in the empty hallway, mentally beating himself up for not leaving his apartment without a change of clothes, but it was too late now as he gently knocked his knuckles against Namjoon's door again.

@❛ namjoon kim。 "That's fair reasoning, I suppose. My apartment is similar except it's only two bedrooms. I figured I could either turn it into a study/office/library room to avoid getting distracted or it could be a guest bedroom." Raising an eyebrow at the concept of entering the fabled 'personal' room, Jimin surveyed the apartment further, taking note of different doors and where they might lead. "You make it sound like all I'm curious about is your dark secrets, Joonie. I'm not that vain, you know?" His tone was laced with obnoxious sarcasm- of course he was damn curious about Namjoon's 'hobby' but there was some sincerity in that statement as well. The younger slipped out of his jacket and shoes and bee-lined for the sofa.

@❛ jimin park。 (I wasn't sure if you wanted to continue in Jimin's apartment but I wanted to make sure I replied to both lmao. after this one I should be caught up)

"I don't know. I've always felt comfortable in a larger space. Makes it easier to organize things as well when you have more space to put things. I have my room, my office and-- my-- "personal" room, which I'm sure you're curious about. But I'd have to ask you a few things before I'd let your pretty eyes see it." Namjoon is kicking his shoes off to their usual place and taking his jacket off so he could let it hang on the wall. "My living space intrigues you? If I were in your position, I'd be delighted by it as... more space means more creativity-- if you know what I mean."

@❛ namjoon kim。 Weaving in and out of seemingly endless hallways, the pair finally arrived at what Jimin assumed to be Namjoon's apartment. Crossing the threshold into the humble abode, everything seemed immaculate; an organized chaos that was accompanied by a small, fuzzy resident offering the pair a warm, affectionate welcome. "So this is where the scholar retires at night. It's rather large for just you and a cat, Joon. Why is that?" He didn't mean to pry, but the opportunity to ask presented itself, and he was curious.

@❛ namjoon kim。 While many of the tenants at the Casia Apartment complex considered themselves artists, Yein had yet to speak with anyone who wrote much. She had found some sort of liking toward the subject during high school, to which she realized just how infinite the human brain is in producing these fantastical ideas to be placed on blank pages. It awed her, really, and the girl found herself jotting down ideas and small notes whenever she could. With a couple major story ideas brewing in the back of her head, she thought it time to converse with an editor, maybe another writer, about what kinds of ideas would allure an audience. Now, she isn’t concerned about the fame or the money, though she would love her works to exist under the spotlight for more than just a short-lived moment. With that being said, Yein had had a brief meeting with another tenant in the complex - Kim Namjoon, a writer at that, just mere days ago and they had promised on a discussion day. With notebook and pencil pouch in hand (she prefers to write down her stories and ideas the traditional way, on pen and paper, rather than electronically), she made her way to the male’s room for said promised day. Upon reaching the door that looked just like any other, she double-checked that she had the correct room before exhaling softly as she lifted a hand to firmly knock at the door.