Of Husbands and Namjoons
Texted this during my work break the other day. Two things to note: 1. He was already trawling around You tube and watched that video without me 🤣
2. He's not at all phased by my—frankly—unhinged love for Namjoon, nor my liberal use of all-caps. Truly a love for the ages.
Y'all need to get you a metalhead husband who is so unbothered by toxic masculinity that he proudly names Jimin as his bias, states there's no such thing as a bad BTS song, and asks no questions about the 1,500 images of Namjoon you downloaded onto the computer.
Also, if you thought I wouldn't end this post with a stupid amount of images of short-haired Joon (and some gratuitous gifs of his arms), then you're in for a rude, but delightful awakening. I deserve this after months of respectfully keeping myself from whining (too much) about the hedgehog hair with frosted tips. That shit UPSET me 🤣 My personal panic attack with dimples, under the jump.
