Another monday another chapter!
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Jimin wasn't exactly sure what he expected when he came home after work that day. One of the side effects of having six boyfriends, all different hybrid species, was that literally anything could have happened while he was gone.
It wasn't unusual to come home to the scent of arousal and various... activities. His nose was quite sensitive, even if it wasn't as sensitive as Jungkook's.
Still, seeing all of them, except Namjoon, sitting on the couch looking at each other with varying levels of arousal was certainly not what he expected. He stood in the doorway, staring at them.
"So..." he began, raising an eyebrow at all of them. This truly felt like the early stages of their relationship, when everyone was clearly into each other but didn't know how to express it or what was even acceptable to express or want. "Does anybody want to tell me what is going on?"
He let his eyes slide from Seokjin, who seemed less embarrassed and more straightforward, to Taehyung, who looked smug with his fox-like grin, barely clad in any clothes, to Yoongi, who avoided his gaze, Hoseok, who was as red as a tomato, and Jungkook, who seemed so embarrassed and shy that he couldn't make eye contact.
For a moment, it seemed like nobody was going to tell him what was going on, and he would have to beat it out of them, which he really was not in the mood for. But he would do it if he had to.
Then Seokjin sighed, leaning his head back until he was staring up at the ceiling as if it were about to reveal some unknown regrets. "Joonie is wearing his wristband."
"Okay, so?" Jimin was still not seeing what this was all about as he continued to stare at them judgmentally.
"His special wristband," Jungkook whispered, almost reverently, as if instead of wearing the wristband, Namjoon had been shining the sun out of his backside.
Then again, this was Jungkook, so there was a non-zero chance that was actually how he saw the event.
"Yes, and?" Jimin folded his arms in front of him, one eyebrow raised, starting to think he only dated morons... and Namjoon.
"No, you don't get it, his special one!" Hoseok had seemingly joined in the stupidity, making hand movements as if Namjoon's wristband were magical.
Jimin loved them.
He truly loved all of them, but they were morons. Lovable morons, his morons, but still morons.
"I know which bracelet you mean." Truly, he should not be made to deal with all of them without Namjoon. If he ate one of them, he would fully blame Namjoon for leaving him alone here.
Jimin could feel one of his bunny ears trying to flop more, his nose scrunching like the bunny hybrid he was; it always did that when he was annoyed or happy. "I thought we all knew that."
"You knew?" Finally, Yoongi seemed to have found his tongue. There was definitely a joke there about a 'cat got your tongue', but Jimin knew better than to try that with Yoongi unless he wanted to sleep on the couch tonight.
"Of course," Jimin stated it like a fact, which to him, it was. "We all know Namjoon; we should all have expected it. This is Namjoon, after all." The expressions on his boyfriends' faces showed they were not following, and Jimin sighed. "Namjoon? Cute bear? Biggest kink is somno even though he gets shy when he has to mention it? Of course, now that he is about to sleep for a month, he is going to wear the wristband. The fact that apparently, I was the only one who expected this is frankly worrying." Jimin was definitely playing it up, but they were all so fun to tease, as they looked in different stages of surprise, shame, and sadness, as he had more or less told them they didn't know Namjoon.

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The Bottom Namjoon Collection!
FanfictionA collection of many different Namjoon centric / Bottom Namjoon, stories that I have written over the years!