𝗨𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘅𝗶𝗮 ✓ [OLD]

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"he questioned you, didn't he?"

"mhm."

"how many questions did he ask you?"

"a lot more than taehyung did."

"not fair." namjoon chuckled.

"i rather have the smaller questions!" i whined.

"but i got them~"

i smacked his shoulder, making him chuckle more.

"i'm fragile, careful." he rubbed his arm.

"i didn't even hit that hard." i rolled my eyes.

"hit harder."

"no!"

"do it~ you wanted to hit me when you met me."

"okay, maybe i thought of that but that thought is gone now." i mumbled while i lied all the way down beside him.

namjoon was already laying down, sighing.

i felt his hand touch my arm and i couldn't help to scoot closer to him.
he didn't notice.






"the ceiling is pretty weird looking."

"that's my ceiling." i frowned.

"i mean it in a different type of way. not...mean or anything."

"mmmmhm."

"don't get sassy with me. i was just saying."

"yeah, yeah."

i decided to do something and rest my head on his stomach.

he put his hand on my head and started petting me.

i felt my face heat up a lot.

"comfortable?"

i smiled. "yeah..."

i could hear his heart beat pretty fast.
am i the reason for it?

"hyung."

"yes?"

"can you hear my heart beating?"

"yes..."

"that's your fault."

i fluttered my eyes, chuckling.
i was right.

he continued to pet my hair.

and then i realized something.

who would want an anorexic person like me?

uh, me honey 🙋‍♀️
who else?