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Namjoon's Love Of Bookstores

A/N: Y'all, it's my first fic!! It's a little short, I hope you enjoy :))

Words: 300 (Exactly wow)

Sickie: Namjoon

Caretaker: Yoongi

TW: Snz? If that is a trigger warning.

Summary: Namjoon and Yoongi go to a bookstore. Snz, dust allergy

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It was early in the morning, and Namjoon quietly crept into Yoongi’s room. 

“Hyung?” he whispered in a low voice.

“Namjoon-ah? Why are you here..” Yoongi replied in a sleepy tone.

“I wanted to ask, there’s this bookstore down the street. Is it okay that you come with me? It won’t be long, please Hyung,”

Yoongi laid there in dismay and thought about how happy Namjoon would be if he went. He never really asked for anything, so he decided to just go with him.

“Fine…just give me 10 minutes to get ready,” Yoongi said reluctantly.

“Thank you, Yoongi-Hyung”

-Time Skip-

Namjoon and Yoongi both walk into the store, and Namjoon’s face lights up. You could literally see sparkles in his eye if you stare at him for a while. Yoongi just follows him around. He doesn’t really see how this is interesting honestly.

After a while, Namjoon’s nose starts itching for some reason. He doesn’t know why, so he just rubs his nose and tries to ignore it. The itch continues in his nose until it finally gives in.

“Hh’nghx!” He tried muffling into his hands. 

“Are you alright?” Yoongi asks in concern. The younger one doesn’t typically sneeze too much, so something must be up.

“Yeah, I’m fine. It must be allergies or something…”

“We should just go back soon,” Yoongi tells him.

Namjoon continues to look around and he pulls out this really old book (big mistake) that really set him off.

“H’tchhiu! Essh’hah! Heh’etshhuh!” 

“Okay, Namjoon we are leaving now. Okay?” Yoongi says in a nagging voice. 

“Yeah, Hyung, do you have a tissue?” he asks.

Yoongi digs through his pockets and manages to find some.

“Thank you, how are you always prepared for things like this?”

“With the way the other members are, how can I not,”

A/N: Thank you for reading <3

drabble prompt: namjoon catching a cold and being self conscious and embarrassed every time someone brings it up. someone (maybe yoongi?) firmly tells him it's not a big deal and that he should just get tf over it and accept their help. (also lots of snz please lol <3)

Thank you for the request! I’m so excited to post but also super nervous!! I hope you guys like this short little thing.

Drabble #1:

“hH’nNGKt!”

Namjoon whips his body away from the table and crumples into his hands, very aware of the pause in conversation around him. He stays in this position a moment, hesitant to sit back up just in case he —

“nN’GKt!”

—does it again. He blows out a breath and drags his hands down his face with a wet sniffle, rising back up in defeat. He doesn’t want to draw attention to himself, but knows it’s inevitable. He braces himself for the other’s comments.

“Hyung, you alright?”

It’s Jungkook, because of course it’s Jungkook. Namjoon opens his mouth to respond but before he can get a single word out Yoongi is speaking instead.

“Sounds like he’s caught a cold.” Yoongi mumbles nonchalantly, “nothing serious.”

Namjoon instantly flushes. He had been prepared to brush Jungkook off, insist he was fine, and most definitely not let on to feeling under the weather…but clearly his hyung had other plans. He flaps his mouth open and closed, too taken off guard to retaliate — he’s not even sure how Yoongi clued in so fast in the first place. Was he that obvious?

“Oh, really?” This time it’s Jimin. “Namjoon-hyung, why didn’t you say something? We could have postponed this.” He gestures vaguely towards the meeting table and the other members.

“Uh,” Namjoon finds his voice again and clears his throat, very aware of everyone’s gaze focused curiously on him. “I’m really…” He trails off as his nose once again buzzes urgently, causing an involuntary gasp of breath. Betrayed by his body for the second time, Namjoon twists away from the group and sneezes much harder into his awaiting hands.

“hH’TTSHhhiue!”

“Namjoon-ah.” The leader winces at the sound of Yoongi’s even-toned voice as he stays ducked down into his hands. “It’s alright. Let’s try this again next week.”

There are hums of agreement as Namjoon flushes redder still, rising back up to meet the concerned glances of his groupmates.

“…Fine.” Namjoon sighs with a sniffle. He’s defeated, embarrassed, and just wants to go home. “I’ll let the staff know. Sorry, everyone.”

Yoongi rises from his seat with a stretch and makes his way to Namjoon, placing a hand down onto the leader’s shoulder. “No, I’ll let them know. You are going back to bed. We’ll see you guys next week.”