#yoonjinmon

Let Me Give You a Hand by jinfanfics [Namjin, 11.9k]

get on your knees (say pretty please) by pxdust [Namjin, 2.7k]

Hormone War by resonae [YoonJinTae, 6.4k]

Sugar Daddy by resonae [Yoonjin, 3k]

Light of my life, fire in my loins (be a good baby, do what I want) by sungmin (jeonggukkie) [Namjin, 2.8k]

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Topped With A Bow by resonae [2seok, 2k]

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for @uziregar , a little yoonjinmon ficlet for your birthday!!! I hope its not confusing or anything i dont know what I was doing LMAO. anyways enjoy!!!

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It's quiet and dark in the bedroom Seokjin shares with yoongi, still air hanging damp and sour. Namjoon pushes through the door inch by inch, holding his breath. The bookcase that was in the corner a little while ago is leaning against a different wall, their beds (which used to be on opposite ends of the room) are pushed together. There's a big lump of bedclothes and two shocks of blond and brown hair poking out of them.

Namjoon pulls off his sweater and toes off his house slippers before approaching. He's careful to step around Yoongi’s laptop and Seokjin's textbooks, slouched on top of each other in a forgotten pile.

“I know I should’ve knocked,” Namjoon says, hushed.

The pile of blankets stirs and Seokjin’s bed creased face peeks up at him. “ ‘s fine, Joon. Time is it?”

It's already midday, but sometimes the passage of time affects Seokjin in ways Namjoon doesn't completely understand. Instead, “Still kinda early. Do you have room for me?”

Yoongi emerges from the covers slowly as he comes to, pulling a corner of the covers back with a rumble. On their own the two beds were small, but pushed together there was room for three, maybe four people. Namjoon settles down on his side, head pillowed against his arm and face inches from Yoongi’s neck. It's oppressively hot under the duvet. A bare foot nudges against Namjoon’s shin.

“Are the kids home?” Seokjin asks, shifting again so he's tucked against Yoongi and reaching over to touch Namjoon.

“Nah, they're out. Probably won’t get home for a while.”

“That's nice,” Seokjin says with a soft sigh.

Seokjin gets headaches. Pounding, twisting migraines that make themselves at home behind his painfully light-sensitive eyes and twist his stomach into knots. Lack of water, lack of sleep, anxiety, standard idol things make him more prone to them, especially as promotions approach (they never ended).

“Hyung, are you hungry?”

Seokjin tucks more into Yoongi’s neck.

“He isn’t,” Yoongi says.

Namjoon gingerly drops his forehead against the back of Yoongi’s neck. The prickly hairs tickle Namjoon’s nose and his warm breath puffs back in his face, but he doesn’t move. “What about you, hyung?”

“Ah,” Yoongi reaches back and drops his hand on Namjoon’s hip, close to Seokjin’s hand. “I’m good, Joon-ah.”

Namjoon dozes off. At some point the blankets get kicked off to the side and limbs tangle up. Namjoon doesn’t have his phone on him to check the hour, and the blackout curtains block the sun’s descent. A couple of times, Yoongi has Seokjin sit up slowly and share a bottle of water with him.

It almost surprises Namjoon when they hear noise come from outside. A door swinging shut, laughter, the TV turning on.

“Kids are home already?” Seokjin asks. He groans and rolls away from Yoongi, rubbing his eyes. “What time is it?”

Yoongi, hair falling into his half-lidded eyes, reaches over Seokjin to reach his phone on the nightstand. He tilts the screen away from Seokjin’s sensitive eyes when he unlocks it.

“ ‘s almost 6:30.”

“Already?” Seokjin sits up a little too quickly and screws his eyes shut against the pain that follows.

It’s their day off, Namjoon wants to tell Seokjin. It’s fine to stay in bed, to not worry about the kids or about how late it is, or what he has or hasn’t done with the time he spent in bed. Especially when a migraine bores into his temples, especially after weeks of not having time for just himself. It’s fine, it’s fine.

“There’s leftovers in the fridge. They can eat that.” Yoongi glances over at Namjoon.

That’s his cue to leave. Namjoon hesitates for a moment before nodding, rolling out of bed and biting back a groan as his muscles stir back to life after hours of disuse. He grabs his sweater and puts on his slippers, steps around the textbooks and laptop.

“Hey, Joon-ah.”

He hovers by the door. “Yoongi hyung?”

“Don’t take too long, yeah?” A little smile plays on his mouth, a silent “thank you”.

Seokjin huffs and lightly shoves Yoongi. “This brat. Don’t forget to eat, too.”

...Good thing he most likely got caught.

Namjoon: *Busts into Yoongi's studio without knocking*

Yoongi: HEY ASSHOLE WHAT...*Almost flips desk frantically trying to cover the computer monitor / turns bright red*

Namjoon: What are you watching

Yoongi: Nothing - fuck off pretty please.

Namjoon: It's porn isn't it, that's why you're so pink! Come on don't be like this natural urges are completely normal and beautiful and when...

Yoongi: It’s not porn Namjoon, ok...It’s just...

Namjoon: Then why are you frantically trying to hide your computer screen from me hmmmm, why are you so pink come on I want to see must be something really good....

Namjoon: *gets into a tussle with Yoongi and gets a peek at his screen despite Yoongi’s heroic efforts*

Namjoon: Uhhh, Yoongi...this is one of Jin's fancams...

Yoongi: Yeah....

Namjoon: ....

LIl Yoonjinmon things:

- “Jin roll Namjoon over please he’s snoring in my ear again”

- Jin refusing to come visit at the studios until they are cleaned because the bathroom is so gross he’d rather piss in the alley. 

- YOongi always jacking the heat up because he’s cold in the winter / complaining that Jin & Namjoon keep the AC too cold in the summer. Getting cuddled either way. 

- The step stool kept in their kitchen so Yoongi can reach the coffee cups without having to climb on the counter.  

- Their giant ass bed that feels so empty if even one of them isn’t there. 

- When Yoongi and Namjoon “help” Jin cook but more they just see who can grab his ass the most without getting hit for it.   

- How Yoongi is the one that is the most likely to cry out of all three of them.  

- And Jin is the one most likely to keep shit bottled up inside.  

- And how Namjoon is the one that gets overwhelmed by how much he loves Yoongi and Jin the easiest, and he’ll sit there trying to breathe because his heart is in his throat.  

- They all take turns being the littlest spoon, and the biggest spoon, and the middle spoon.  

- How they all fit together just right when they cuddle, like puzzle pieces.  

- And they all three are very very different people in some ways, but all need the same thing which is each other’s love.  

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2/2: gets kidnapped by some Big Bad and Ofc he's fuming the whole time and talking a lot of shit but at the same time he's piss terrified bc he doesn't know how to defend himself and what if he dies, maybe he should have taken NAMJOOn up on self defense instruction, what if he never makes it home and no one feeds his cats, who else is gonna man the agency database and argue with Namjoon over comms when he's oh missions etc etc etc 2/I lied I don't know how long this'll be

3/6: And ofc Namjin go in guns blazing to rescue their hapless computer geek and kick a lot of ass but they also get incapacitated, but in the heat of the moment YOOngi somehow manages to wrestle himself free of his captors, picks up a gun and proceeds to go wild. A sight to behold. Anyway more action and then the baddies are dead and seokjin has to gently pry the gun from Yoongi's white knuckled grip so that he doesn't accidentally hurt himself or others 3/???????

4/6:Seokjin puts namjoon on "console YoonGI bc he's shaking like a leaf and he looks like he's gonna cry" duty so he can assess the situation and call for an extraction and whatnot but when he looks back at namjoon bundling up yoongi in his arms he feels like this swell of emotion and he's really glad that they're all alive ESP since he never considered the possibility of Yoongi dying too, as much as he contends with the possibility of namjoon(who he's been almost dating since the beginning of time)

5/6: /heaves in gasping breath AND BASICALLY Yoongi is glued to their sides the whole way back and through debriefings and hospital checkups and all that, practically whining when he doesn't have either of them at his side bc he feels unsafe without them. Namjoon for one is really impressed with how he handled himself the whole time but he's still a civilian. Yoongi holding onto Seokjin's wrist with unsteady fingers and leaning into Namjoon's side quietly asking for those lessons, please 5/???????

6/6: And basically seokjin suggests they all crash at his place bc Yoongi might feel more comfortable there, and Yoongi takes the bed while NAMJIN crash in the living room but Yoongi can't sleep and so Namjin just slip in bed with him and BASICALLY lil geek Yoongi cuddling in bed with two big, scarred, muscley, exceptionally trained and super protective soldiers that love him and each other very much. Ok? Ok. I'm done.