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(nerd/joth trope | PWP | nsfw content
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namjoon was nervous, he really needed to get this assignment finished. deadline: this weekend, word count: zero. choosing a physics elective when you’re trying to get a masters in literature turned out to be the wrong move, and right now his mind was wondering: mainly thinking -
- about how his roommates had promised to take him out tonight, whether he liked it or not, and secondly on the skinny jeaned, boot clad figure he sensed closing in on him like a dark shadow - his personal demon sent to torment him. and now namjoon was really, really nervous.
namjoon sighs. the way he’s just standing there. namjoon knows he has a smug smile on his face too, and it’s infuriating. what to do...
“what do you want?” namjoon asks, and it comes out snarkier than he anticipated. he really wished he could keep his smartass quiet sometimes. “you look so cute today…” jungkook remarks offhandedly, and namjoon wishes he could control the rising blush on his cheeks.
Flattery will get you nowhere. Jungkook sighs.
“Just like everyone else, I have an assignment due this weekend. Wondered if you would be willing to help me out in exchange for a favour?”
Namjoon stared back at him.
“Just like everyone else, I have an assignment due this weekend. Wondered if you would be willing to help me out in exchange for a favour?”
Namjoon stared back at him.
How should he respond...
“well… it depends on the favour,” namjoon begins tentatively. he could use the money, and jungkook would be happy with a half assed c-grade paper anyway. “the price goes up when my integrity is on the line. I could get expelled for this, you know…”
“alright, don’t get your panties in a twist. it’s just that i really look up to you, joonbug,” jungkook huffs. namjoon sighs in frustration and isn’t sure if he’s mocking him or not. “please, you know i’ll fail without you… but i’m broke, maybe I can repay you another way…”
namjoon blushes...
“well what can you offer me?” namjoon whispers, and he’s feeling brave. nervousness rising in his chest, he wasn’t going to pretend that he hadn’t fantasised about this exact situation alone in his dorm room at night.
“well i just mean, maybe, i can relieve the stress of all this hard work you’re doing for me” jungkook suggests, dropping his papers on the table to slide a hand down to namjoon’s waist. so close, he breathes against his lips, “don’t you want to take a break?”
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