《SUMMER CAMP || NAMJIN✔️》₇
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"Yeah fucking right! Like hell would I do that again." I say, looking over at him with wide eyes.
"I guess that's your answer. Clearly you don't want to do it again so maybe that night you were drunk or something." Jin says.
"Huh?" I ask. "I don't know, maybe that night we were both just going through something and wanted to relive stress. We only had each other and one thing led to another. That's it, no?" Jin says.
I watched Jin for a moment before I nodded slowly. "Yeah, maybe you're right...We're not gay, we just needed a release and things happened. It doesn't mean anything." I say.
"Right. So let's just let it go and be friends, okay?" Jin says then continues with; "I'm sick and tired of the bickering. Let's just be cool with each other."
I watch Jin for a moment before I give in. "Okay, fine." I say and Jin nods, looking back down at his text book.
"Good, now do your work." Jin says and I scoff before opening my book and continuing on with what I had only just started.
As long as only Jin and I knew what happened, everything would be fine.
Later that night Yoongi had invited Jin and I out to a party. Since Jin and I had put this behind us, I felt okay being his friend.
Only his friend.
Even though I was the only one who had a class tomorrow we still planned to get shit faced. It was the perfect time to do so anyway.
"You guys made it!" Jimin smiled widely as he got to me, clinging to me tightly.
"Hey, Hyung." Tae smiled as he walked over to us. Looking behind him, I see the others coming our way.
"Hey guys." I say as I look around, seeing just how many people were already here.
"You came too. Let me show you how we have fun." Jungkook grinned as he grabbed Jin's sleeve, pulling him along with him.
I watched as Jungkook pulled him away before I turned to Yoongi.
"Let's fucking party!"
We fucking partied.
Partied to the point that we were all shit faced.
"Namjoon, lets go!" Yoongi yelled over the music, looking for Namjoon who seems more drunk then the rest of us, if that were even possible.
"I don't want to leave." Namjoon whined once Yoongi had found him.
"Too bad. Go with Jin." Yoongi says before turning on his heels and waking out past us.
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I was drunk but I wasn't so far gone that I didn't know how to get back. Taking matters into my hands, I walked towards Namjoon.
"Let's go back." I say and Namjoon turned and looked at me, his eyes hooded.
"I don't want to." He says, his lips puffed out. I sigh as I grab his arm, pulling him towards me.
"Let's just go. I'm tired and drunk." I sigh and Namjoon hiccups then nods.
"Fine, lets go." He says as he stumbles into my side, nearly knocking me over.
When the both of us got back to our dorm Namjoon stood up tall, looking around.
"It's hot." Namjoon says and within a second he's taking his shirt off.
I glanced over, my eyes falling on his bare chest. I needed to look away but it was as if I couldn't.
"Don't think dirty thoughts about me or I'll punch you." Namjoon says, causing me to tear my eyes away from him.
My head was spinning from the alcohol and my body felt hot.
"I'm not." I shoot back, my words slurring slightly. "Whatever. Go to bed." Namjoon says before falling into his bed face first.
I look over and let out a breath before sitting down on my bed. I was thinking crazy because I was drunk.
I needed to sleep this off.
"Jackson did tell us he liked to cuddle." I hear when I wake up the next morning, my eyes still shut.
"He's like a little baby." I hear again and I open my eyes, coming face to face with Namjoon's friends all standing around my bed.
"Look who's awake. How was your little cuddle session?" Yoongi laughed.
"What are you..." but I trail off but I soon realize a presence beside me on my bed.
Looking over, my eyes widened. There, cuddled into my side, was Namjoon.
"What the fuck?" I blurted out, my voice just as confused as I felt.
Namjoon moved, his nose scrunching as his eyes fluttered open. When he noticed what was happening, his eyes widened as he sat up quickly.
"Why the fuck am I in your bed?" Namjoon asked and looked over to see his friends standing there.
"That's what I want to know!" I shoot back, just as lost as Namjoon was here.
Looking at Namjoon I noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt and my mind insult thought the worst.
I didn't remember anything from last night. What if we...
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"Who cares what you two did. Get up, you're late." Yoongi says and Namjoon's eyes widened as he hopped up, rushing to get ready.
Without a single word, Namjoon fled from the room, leaving me to sit there confused and the guys to slowly follow out after him.
What the fuck happened last night?
The whole day in class I was distracted.
What the hell had happened last night? Why did I wake up in Jin's bed? Surely we hadn't...
No. There's no way I would have let that happened again. Not a chance in hell.
I felt like I was going crazy wracking my brain trying to figure out what had happened.
I knew for a fact I hadn't slept with Jin, I couldn't have. I'm sure I would know if I had.
That must mean I didn't. I was just thinking too much into this. We were drunk, I must have just wanted to cuddle someone.
Shaking the thought, I finally payed attention in class for then first time today.
After class I headed back to the dorm where I fell back into my bed, waiting for Jin to get back.
I needed to talk with him, confirm that nothing had happened. Ya know, make sure my theory was legit.
I had no idea when his class ended and I was beginning to feel frustrated. I needed to know.
In the meantime, I thought the absolute worst.
After what felt like forever, Jin finally came back but not alone.
"Hi, Namjoon!" It was the same girl that Jin had brought over here before.
"Uh hi." I say, looking over at Jin, still desperate to talk to him about yesterday.
"How are you? You look great!" She says, smiling widely. I look past her at Jin.
"Thanks. Jin, can I talk to you?" I ask, not being able to wait any longer.
Jin's eyebrows rose as he looks my way. "Privately." I say, looking from her to him.
Jin nodded as he followed me to the only place we could speak privately; the bathroom.
Cramming into the bathroom, Jin looked at me confused. "What did you want to talk about?"
"We didn't do anything last night, did we?" I ask straight away. Jin looked taken back yet seemed quick to answer.
"That's what I was gonna ask you. I don't remember anything." Jin says.
I bite my lip, worried. "Well, do you feel sore?" I ask and Jin's face becomes unamused.
"I don't." He says, a frown on his lips as he was being called out for being a bottom right now.
"So then we didn't. Thank god." I say, letting out a breath of relief. Jin nods, looking relieved too.
"I guess you just like to cuddle, as Jackson said." Jin says and I make a face. "Yeah, sorry about that. It won't happen again." I say.
Jin nods before reaching for the handle. "If that's all." He says before pulling the door open and heading out.
I head out right after, heading towards my bed and sitting down. I felt relieved now that I knew.
"Anyway, you're still single, right?" Jin's friend asked, batting her lashes in my direction.
I looked over at her, smiling. "I am. Why?" I ask. "We should go out! Or maybe hang out alone sometime." She says.
In my experience with college girls, I knew exactly what that meant. Judging by the look on Jin's face, he knew too.
"Sure." I say, giving in. I couldn't resist a girl this cute. Being a man, I just couldn't do that.
She smiled widely before speaking. "I don't think I've ever told you my name. I'm Sana." She says while flashing a bright smile.
"It'll be nice to get to know you, Sana." I say, my eyes trailing down her body.
After a while, Sana had left and now it was just Jin and I.
Neither of us had really spoken since our talk and I didn't really feel any desire to speak with him.
As I was sitting on my bed, bored out of my mind, I caught something from the corner of my eye.
Walking out of the bathroom door with nothing but a towel on, was Jin.
I swallowed as my eyes trailed down, catching site of the towel that nearly outlined him.
I tore my eyes away quickly, my mouth going dry. "Is something wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." Jin says, his voice confused.
"Everything is fine. I just feel a bit sick. I'll sleep it off." I say ask turn on my side so that I'm facing the wall.
What the fuck was wrong with me?! Why was I acting like this and getting flustered after THAT.
Maybe I'm really sleep deprived. Or worse, I'm actually going insane, mental!
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