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syubits · 6 years

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you’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs & x ∞ college!namjoon

“Joonie?”

The boy in question and Taehyung look up from their conversation, towards the door at the sound of your soft voice. The shit-eating grin smeared across Taehyung’s face is something Namjoon wants to gladly wipe out with a punch, but Namjoon can't bear to stand to disappoint his girlfriend, nor the withering look that will be on your face when you walk in to such a scene after 2 weeks of not seeing each other.

That, and you’re the RA.

Namjoon barely has the time to blink before Taehyung has bounded off to open the door. He reaches out to try and catch the younger boy, but long arms don't compare to Taehyung’s agility and he inwardly swears when he misses Taehyung’s grey cardigan by a hair’s breadth.

“______!! Hi!!!”

“Tae,” you can’t help but chuckle at his boisterous greeting. “Is Namjoon around?”

The square smile never falters as he nods more times than necessary. “Yep! I was just leaving, actually. See you!” He lifts a hand in a wave, then seems to realise something and raises the other one before making pinching gestures. “Bye!”

You’re about to contemplate questioning what the hell just happened when an arm winds around your waist, drawing you into the threshold. The door clicks to a close behind your back and you’re immediately wrapped in the warmth and the soft material of Namjoon’s sweatshirt. He smelled homey and clean, like fresh laundry, subdued tones of something violet and a hint of spring.

“Tae was acting a lil weird,” you speak into his chest, that rumbles with a deep chuckle in response.

“He’s always like that,” you hear his voice somewhere above and in your hair. You break away from his embrace a little to reach up and kiss his cheek, the same time Namjoon leans down to accommodate to your height, twin spots of warm pink blooming on his cheeks as he tries to hide his smile (and failing miserably), marked at the end by two little dimples.

“How was the trip with the boys?” you toe off your shoes and make your way to the couch. He tugs at your hand before you get the chance to sit down, and when you pause in a silent question he plops down onto the couch and nudges you down to sit between his legs. For Namjoon, it’s completely innocent and just one of the things he likes to do to feel closer to you but it doesn't mean your heart stops skipping beats.

“It was good. We went to the beach and the sea was absolutely breathtaking,” he says, capturing your hand in his to trace along the lines on your palm. “I saw pretty seashells and they reminded me of you. I’ll show you later.”

“You brought them back home?”

“Some,” you feel him perch his chin over your shoulder, his hand intertwining with yours before he smooths a thumb over your knuckles. Sometimes the things he does is so unbearably soft you want to cry, but you quickly deviate from that thought before you can get unnecessarily emotional.

“But did you find crabs?”

You don't notice Namjoon stiffening against your back, and Namjoon quickly recovers by wrapping both arms around your middle and pulling you closer.

“Mhm,” he smiles into your shoulder and you know he's squeezing his eyes shut in excitement like he always does. “They were so tiny. I could put four on my palm and they'd look like little dots.” He flips your palm over, drawing little dots to show how tiny the crabs were. He shifts closer, lips grazing against your neck that he presses into a kiss. Namjoon thinks it’s cute that you to ignore it like it doesn't affect you, though he can clearly see goosebumps rise under his lips.

He wonders where else you’re sensitive.

“Hey. What’s that?” Namjoon follows your line of gaze, to a small glass container, about the size of a typical shoe box sitting next to the potted plants Jin got him for his birthday. It very much looked like a fish tank, except it was missing the fish. And most of the water. From what you can see, there was only sand, some seashells and rust-coloured pebbles.

“Uh... Just a thing for my project,” he thinks up the blandest of words he can combine to make the vaguest sentence.

“What thing?” Curious, you get to your feet to take a closer look. RA duties don't even flit through your mind; you are genuinely interested in what it could be. Namjoon’s stuck between wanting to tug you back and possibly making you even more suspicious or just giving it up.

“That’s so pretty,” you press your face to the glass and see the little shells scattered in the sand. There were mini conches, those that looked like one-toothed ornaments, and the typical scallop-shaped ones that looked like a pendant to your necklace from when you were 14 and still obsessed with Little Mermaid. It looked like Namjoon took a physical picture of the beach where he went and brought it back in a box.

“It’s the unicorn horn shell,” you point out, and you look so sincerely delighted he feels bad for lying about them. Although he’s not really lying, yet. Just.. keeping the truth from you. Also known as lying, in his books.

“That’s the turritella terebra,” Namjoon tells you, patiently, confident but not proud in a typical Namjoon-esque way, his tongue rolling off the r’s perfectly. With Namjoon, he doesn't show you the wonders of the world but he points out the little things that make it wonderful. Although his eyes always seem to sparkle the most, crescent-shaped dimples carved into his smile the deepest when he ends up talking about how you are by far one of the best things that has ever happened to him.

“Turrit...ella ter..?” you trip on the letters, but Namjoon just laughs and plants a kiss on the top of your head, enveloping you in a backhug. You are the prettiest, smartest, most adorable thing and he will never ever let you go.

“Wh-why is the shell moving?”

Maybe he could, should let go just this once. “Um.”

“Are those... crabs? Namjoon, you brought the crabs home?!” Suddenly Taehyung’s odd behaviour comes to mind, the pinching actions and even the walking sideways to the elevator was more than just Tae being Tae.

“They were too small and cute I couldn't resist...?” he raises his brows hesitantly, inching away slowly, but surely from you. “Just like you?”

“Did you just compare me a hermit...?!”

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“You know pets aren't not allowed here, except ‘toothless fish’,” you say, exasperation heavy in your tone.

“Technically. They didn’t say anything about crabs. And hermit crabs don't have teeth,” Namjoon points out.

“They don’t?” you tilt your head at him, and Namjoon replies with a hum. Quite honestly, you don't see it as much of a problem. Namjoon was right, and with the fact that it didn’t pose any danger, the thing didn’t even have teeth— but if the other RA Jihyo found out and she loved making a big fuss out of nothing—

Already knowing you’re lost in a cloud of Unnecessary Overthinking, Namjoon hears you slump back into the couch with a groan. “But still. I can't believe you brought them back home. What am I gonna do if they find out... maybe I’d have to write a report. Or something,” you throw him a scathing look.

“______?”

“What.”

He presents you with his hand, the single, tiny problem crawling languidly across the flat surface of Namjoon’s open palm. "Stop being so crabby.”

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