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decisions// one
In the haze of your cliche feelings for your roommate, a new guy enters your life...
Reader x Namjoon (ft. Jeongukk) / 2.7k Words
AN: Hii this is my first fic so please bear with me 😩. I tried to make this fic something that you can visualise easily hence why i’ll be putting scene context in all of the chapters. Please feel free to tell me your thoughts on my work! enjoy :)
SCENE CONTEXT : YOU & JOON’S LIVING ROOM

“So, what are we watching tonight?”
You eyes darted to Namjoon as he entered the living room from his bedroom wearing a pair of grey puma sweatpants that hung low on his hips and using a towel to dry his still long, wet, golden brown hair (apparently lacking a shirt). You glanced at his face before your eyes moved to his torso almost automatically, losing your sense of focus at the sight of his tawny, deep beige skin, glistening with remnants of undried drops of water resting on the sculpted frame that was his abs. He had a beautiful body, you couldn’t even deny it.
His playful gleam turned into a furrowed frown of confusion.
“What’s wrong?”
“Huh? oh nothing, I was just- I spaced out again. Sorry, what did you say?” you choked out, feeling heat rise to your cheeks.
“I asked what movie we’re gonna watch. Damn, getting all flustered because of me? I’m flattered” he grinned cockily, sending you a wink.
“Ugh, you wish” you retorted as you rolled your eyes at him. He caught you smiling in the corner of his eye as he made his way to your shared kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
“Still not sure what to watch, what did you have in mind?” you questioned, steering the conversation back to what it originally was.
You hadn’t noticed Namjoon leave the kitchen, make his way to the sofa and plop down on it with a sigh.
“I vote SVU. It’s always the best choice”
“Okay true” you agreed.
Law and Order: SVU was yours and Namjoon’s favourite show. No matter what was going on in your lives or however stressful your days were, you always sat together on that sofa and watched it together, both of your limbs tangled, fingers intertwined and the night full of intimate moments. I guess you could say it was a personal thing, since you both didn’t watch the show by yourselves and definitely not with other people; it was like tradition. Another tradition was eating buckets of ice cream during your all-nighters.
“Oh by the way we’re out of ice cream”. At this point namjoon was resting his head on your tummy and he looked up at you with his large doe eyes. You could just about see the curve of his smile under your boobs.
“Ugh joon you could’ve told me earlier, i’m so comfy right now” you sighed while running your hands through his hair. His breath hitched as you moved the pads of your fingers lazily through his long strands of hair. One thing Namjoon could do effortlessly was rock a variety of hairstyles and colours. But his natural brown hair with that signature middle parting had a serious effect on you.
You hadn’t noticed, but he loved it when you played with him like that. He had to compose himself before he spoke. There was no reason for him to feel so hot and weak under your touch.
“I know, i’m sorry. I totally forgot. I’ll go the next three times I promise” he pouted apologetically, still looking at you. You gave a deliberately heavy sigh and paused for a second before speaking. You were finding it very difficult not to stare at his still shirtless upper body. You were mesmerised by the way his muscles flexed naturally when he shifted and the broadness of his carved collarbones, the way his pecs glistened under your living room lights and the way his v-line was teased just above his sweatpants, the stray hairs peeking out from under his waistband teasing you and how his strong, veiny hands might feel touching your-
“Y/N?”. Namjoon had interrupted your train of thoughts before they got too out of hand.
“Huh? Oh. Fine, but don’t you dare start without me” you finally spoke, still toying with his hair.
“I wouldn’t dream of it love”. He winked at you again so you teasingly tugged his hair hard, resulting in a deep moan escaping his lips. You looked down at him with a brief look of confusion mixed with surprise but he just stared at the ceiling, trying to act like it never happened. You got up and paused for the briefest moment before putting your shoes on and heading for the door.
“Don’t fall asleep either fam” you warned Namjoon, picking up your jacket and keys. You moved to the full length mirror that was placed at the side of the door and evaluated your look. You’d both agreed to put the huge rectangle of glass there for you to observe your looks and take cute ootd selfies (Namjoon especially) before heading out.
“I won’t!” he called out, turning to look at you for longer than he probably should have. You were wearing your favourite black adidas sweatpants with white lines down the sides and a black oversized “antisocial social club” hoodie (probably Yoongi’s, you took his clothes frequently) as well as your denim jacket for warmth, matched with some classic chuck taylors. Your hair was tied up in a ponytail with strands hanging from both sides of your face since you’d actually straightened your thick, extremely curly tresses today.
You hadn’t seen him staring as you peered in the mirror and applied some clear gloss to your cool yet casual look before heading out the door with a cheery “Bye”.
SCENE CONTEXT : GAS STATION
You pulled your car into the gas station and turned it off. The sky was that beautiful mixture of cadet blue and pale purple that made you want to roam the city until the sun came out. You got out of the car and admired the night sky for a moment before filling up your car. As you waited, you thought about what had happened at home. It wasn’t overly unusual but you couldn’t deny that something felt different. Maybe it was the way that you couldn’t stop admiring him or possibly that sound he made when you played with his hair that you’d definitely heard more than once. You were perplexed. You didn’t want things to change between you both just because you had feelings for him. You were sure he didn’t have feelings for you. He couldn’t possibly. In your eyes, there was nothing special about you. And if he liked you he would’ve said something right?
You finished recharging your car and headed into the store. The cold air from the AC made the hair on your neck prick up as you found your way to the freezers to pick up some tubs of Ben&Jerry’s. You and Joon didn’t really opt for specific flavours, you loved pretty much all of them and just bought what was available and ate out of each others tubs. Cute. You put 6 assorted tubs into your basket and made your way to the till. You placed them on the counter and sent a smile to the lady behind it.
“Having a party?” she asked, smiling back.
“Yeah. For two” you giggled.
As you were bringing your wallet out of your pocket you spotted some lube and condoms along the side of the counter. It had been a while since you’d had sex or even pleasured yourself. That might explain the ever building frustration you felt from being a university student. You mentally admitted that you needed to relax and get out more all the time and now you were finally committing to that. You decided to buy a vibrator online tomorrow. Shyly putting the bottle of lube and a box of flavoured condoms on the counter, you snuck a look at the lady in front of you, she winked back.
Oh god. She probably thought you were having sex tonight.
I wish.
You could literally feel your cheeks redden by the second. Before you could explain yourself without sounding weird, a deep voice spoke before you had the chance.
“Damn, can i join your party?”
You turned around to put a face to the unfamiliar voice you heard and found one of the most beautiful looking men you have ever seen in your life looking back at you with a smirk. He was wearing a grey hoodie that was loose at the arms but all filled up against his chest that you could just make out his nipples if you stared long enough. Your eyes moved down to his legs covered with matching grey sweatpants, his muscular thighs visible. Among other things you could see down there. You blushed again. Great way of hiding that Y/N.
“it’s uh- not what you think” you replied, snapping back into reality. You could’ve died of embarrassment right there.
“Well,” his voice was playful yet sultry. You felt like you could listen to it for hours. “Your condoms say otherwise” he continued, leaning to the side to inspect what flavour you’d picked up. “Strawberry? Nice choice. I like a playful girl” he finished with a wink.
Of course. If this is what he was doing you had to fix up and play his game.
“Is that so?” you felt a hit of confidence creeping in and you took advantage. You could tell he was flirting, hard. It wouldn’t hurt to flirt back. after all, he was gorgeous and seemed fun.
“Why don’t you tell me what else you like” you winked back before turning back to face the lady at the till and pay.
“He’s cute” she whispered so that only you could hear.
“I know” you replied quietly, earning a giggle from her as you paid for your items.
“Why don’t you wait for me to pay, love. I’ll tell you anything you want”.
At this point the beautiful guy had moved so close behind you that his lips were practically touching the shell of your ear. His deep voice sounded so sensual when he was that close to you, you were surprised your knees didn’t give way. Your smile dropped as you shuddered, immediately trying to remain calm but he had to have felt it.
The smile against your ear told you that he did.
“Sure”. That was the only thing you could say that wouldn’t give away how much his whispers and proximity to your body affected you.
You took your change from the lady and moved away from the counter, getting a better look at the guy giving you unholy thoughts. He had a built frame and his muscles showed through his sweats whenever he moved. You hadn’t noticed his various ear piercings and the tattoos on his wrist just barely showing above the cuffs of his hoodie, silently teasing your curiosity and his middle parting that complimented his face oh so well had you weak. You gulped as he ran his hands through his chestnut hair and turned to send you another wink. He was like ten times more attractive now.
How could anyone look so fine??
You looked at the till as a way to distract yourself from staring at this guy for too long and you tried to suppress a snort as you just about saw that he too had picked up a box of strawberry flavoured condoms. His eyes shot up at you in form of question.
“Guess i’m not the only one having a party” you laughed.
“Huh-ohh”. He looked confused for a second before tracing your eyes to the item on the counter and instantly blushing. He’d totally forgotten about those.
“I-”
“Mmhmm” you teased. He looked so shy and it was a complete contrast to the cocky and flirtatious guy you’d just met. You loved it.
He remained silent while he paid for his stuff and indicated he was ready to leave when he was done, his cheeks still red from blushing so hard. You bid the lady goodbye and she waved back as you walked out the door, the tall boy walking close behind.
“I’m surprised you stayed behind” he finally spoke, his head lowered and staring at the floor.
“How come?”
“Well, for starters, you must be keeping your party guest waiting”.
He was right. You’d been gone for a while, Namjoon must be wondering where you were. Just not for the reason your new friend had thought.
“Like I said, not what you think” you replied raising your carrier bag up. you both stopped as you got to your car.
“So does that mean you’re single?” he looked directly at you when he asked that, wanting an honest answer and in that moment you realised the way his chocolate irises twinkled under the lights of the gas station.
“Maybe, depends who’s asking”. You were most definitely single but you didn’t want to put him on the spot so soon. You could still tell he was still shy.
“Oh, a friend of mine. Yeah, he met you at a.. gas station? Thought you were beautiful and wanted to get to know you” he said sarcastically, dragging his hand through his hair and pretending to think hard.
Ahhh. He’s funny.
You laughed and he joined in, beaming at you.
He made you laugh, that’s a good start.
“Well, tell your friend that he’s not too bad himself” you smiled back, playing along as you got into your car and put your bag in the passenger seat, closing the door behind you. He walked to your side of the car and bent down to look at you.
“I’ll let him know”. He had that same smirk on his face from 10 minutes ago.
“Good. Oh, and have fun tonight, handsome” you winked at him. He blushed shyly at your words, remembering what you meant by that.
He winked back and stood upright, moving away from your car as you drove away. He smiled to himself but his face dropped almost instantly when he realised: he hadn’t gotten your number.
You couldn’t stop smiling on your way back home however you regretted not getting his number or his name. He was definitely someone you wanted to see again. You figured that if he was at that gas station, it meant that he was either passing by on his way to a different city or that he also attended your uni. you really hoped it was the latter.
You finally got home and dropped your keys and jacket where they were supposed to be. You looked at the sofa but Namjoon wasn’t there. Your brows furrowed in confusion. where could he be?
“Joon?”. you called out a few more times before he opened his room door and stumbled out quickly. His sweatpants were on backwards and he looked like a hot mess
“Oh hey! you’re back! I’ll be back in a sec, j-just need to use the toilet” he stuttered ,practically slamming his door and no doubt heading to his en suite bathroom.
You had a look of suspicion on your face then realised what he must’ve been doing. You rolled your eyes but the question lingered in your mind: what did he see that made him want to jack off during the 20 minutes you were away? You’d never understand.
By the time he came out you had put your personal buys away in your room and sat on the sofa, the latest episode of Law & Order: SVU just a click away. Namjoon finally sat beside you, sweatpants on the right way and his cheeks a rosy pink as you assumed your usual position: your head on his lap and him being the one playing with your hair while you traced circles on his thighs playfully.
“Have fun while i was gone?” you teased.
“Shut upp” he joked still looking flushed. You both laughed around for a few minutes before calming down. “Ready?” he asked picking up the remote.
“Ready” you replied, taking his unoccupied hand in yours and placing a gentle kiss on the back of his as you began to watch the screen.
By the time the credits of the fifth episode you’d watched that night rolled around and three empty tubs of ice cream stood empty on the table, you’d both changed positions and were lying down on the sofa in each others arms, your lips pressed against his neck, just above his collarbone as the first few signs of the sun coming up began to show in the sky.
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“Oh by the way we’re out of ice cream”. At this point namjoon was resting his head on your tummy and he looked up at you with his large doe eyes.
“Ugh joon you could’ve told me earlier, i’m so comfy right now” you sighed while running your hands through his hair. His breath hitched as you moved your fingers lazily through his thick strands of long almost golden hair. You hadn’t noticed, but he loved it when you played with him like that. He composed himself before spoke. There was no reason for him to feel so hot and weak under your touch.
“I know, i’m sorry. I totally forgot. I’ll go the next three times I promise” he pouted apologetically, still looking at you. You gave a deliberately heavy sigh and paused for a second before speaking. You were finding it very difficult not to stare at his still shirtless upper body. You were mesmerised by the way his muscles flexed naturally when he shifted, the way his pecs glistened under your living room lights, the way his v-line was teased just above his sweatpants, the stray hairs from that area peeking out from under his waistband how his muscular, veiny hands might feel touching your-
“Y/N?”. Namjoon had interrupted your train of thoughts before they got too out of hand.
“Huh? oh. Fine, but don’t you dare start without me” you finally spoke still toying with his hair.
“I wouldn’t dream of it love”.
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