#too awkward to be like. oh sorry can u thread this back through and unhook a whoke other chain so i can have the red and white ones

[gouinisme]

bought some dice yesterday btw. they're pretty basic but i wanna eat them nonetheless

[eriwrites]

Handcuffs - NamSeok

Pairing: Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster - Jung Hoseok | J-Hope

Rating: T for language

Summary: Prompt- Namjoon and Hoseok got handcuffed together and lost the key (2 chapters, one from each guy’s perspective

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Chapter 1 - Hoseok’s perspective 

You sighed in content as you leaned back into the couch, a book settled in your lap. It wasn’t often that the dorm was quiet and you had a moment to yourself, so you were going to enjoy it. You had just reached chapter three when a voice called your name.

Glancing up from your book, you made a soft noise of acknowledgment as Hoseok bounded towards you, a bright smile on his face. Immediately, a swarm of butterflies erupted in your stomach. Damn it, why did he have to be so cute.

“Come here! I want to show you something.”

“What is it Hobi-hyung?”

“Jungkook showed me a trick, and I want to try it out on you. Hold out your hand…” he took your hand and slapped the metal bar of a pair of handcuffs around it.

You stared at the handcuff wrapped around your wrist in shock. Those didn’t look fake, they were too shiny… Wait a second, did he say *Jungkook* had showed him this trick?! “W-wait, hyung, what are you—“

Before you could finish and stop him, Hoseok had closed the other side around his own wrist and was beaming up at you with that 100-watt smile.

“And now, the grand trick- escaping!!” He gripped the edge of his cuff and stuck his pinky nail in the slot where the key would have gone to unhook the cuffs.

A beat of silence…

He shook the cuffs, the metal chain rattling.

You stared at him with a blank expression as nothing happened.

“…It came undone when Jungkook did it…”

You groaned, face-palming. “Hobi… you’re too gullible.”

“W-what do you mean?!”

“He pranked you. He probably had a key, or used fake cuffs and gave you real ones, because these-“ you shook the cuffs, the chain rattling, “are definitely real and aren’t coming off without a key.”

Hoseok stood in silence at your words, his expression falling. Oh no… the last thing you wanted to do was make him sad. A shock of panic ripped through you as the beginnings of tear appeared at the corners of his eyes.

“H-hyung!! Don’t cry, it’s not your fault! It’s alright.” Oh god, please don’t cry, you didn’t think you would be able to handle it if he cried. It took every ounce of strength in you not to pull him to your chest right there- opting instead to gently caress his cheek with your hand to soothe him, wiping away the tears with your thumb. Yeah, this was fine, good job Namjoon.

“I’m sorry Joonie, I didn’t mean to drag you into this. You looked so peaceful reading over there and now you’re stuck to me.”

“’Stuck’ is a harsh term. I don’t really mind it, Hoseokie.”

You smiled at him reassuringly as he pouted at you. Damn, he was so cute when he pouted and his lip made that little tent shape. You blinked as a soft pink appeared on Hoseok’s cheeks as you smiled at him. Was he… blushing? Your heart jumped at the possibility, your mind already turning out ideas to see if it was a real blush- if maybe your feelings weren’t one-sided after all.

Letting out a soft, nervous chuckle, you watched as Hoseok’s blush deepened. Well, here goes nothing.

“You’re cute when you blush like that.”

His eyes widened and his mouth fell open slightly, shock painted across his face. You internally cooed at him- he was so expressive, it was adorable. Giving yourself a quick mental pep talk, you took a chance and stepped closer to him, your bodies almost touching.

“Really, that’s a good color on you.” You slowly dropped your hand from his cheek, choosing instead to ghost your fingertips along his extremely well defined jawline.

Hoseok dropped your gaze, leaning back slightly away from you. Your heart stopped- did you cross the line? Did he not feel- ? Shit. You dropped your hand from his cheek and stepped back a little, out of his space. Well… damn it. Way to go Namjoon, you just made a complete fool of yourself and Hoseok will probably be super awkward and weird around you now that he knows the truth. Way to screw everything up, go you.

You sighed a little and cleared your throat. “We should go find Jungkook and get these off…” Frowning and internally chastising yourself, you started walking away to look for the maknae and hide in your room for the rest of the year when you heard Hoseok hiss in pain. Startled, you spun around and glanced down at the cuffs, his free hand gently cradling his cuffed wrist as the metal no doubt cut into it when you pulled on them. Damn it---!

“Hyung! I’m so sorry! I didn’t think! I shouldn’t have moved, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok, Joonie! I’m fine, it just shocked me!” He laughed and took your free hand in his, comforting you as you frowned down at the cuffs. After a moment, you smiled apologetically at him. He smiled back and your heart fluttered. Stay down, bad heart, no. “Come on, let’s go find that troublesome maknae.”

There was no calming your heart with nagging once Hoseok took your cuffed hand in his, holding onto it tightly to avoid anymore pulling and pain due to the harsh metal. You sighed internally and tried to focus on finding Jungkook instead of the way his skin felt. You looked around the dorm for a couple minutes before hearing his laughter farther in the house.

“Ah, there he is. Come on hyung, let’s go get him.” You stepped forward but was stopped by Hoseok’s hold. Turning back, you lifted a questioning eyebrow at him.

“Namjoon-ah… before we go find the others, I wanted to talk to you ab-about earlier? I, um-“

You gulped, fear and embarrassment flooding your body. You really didn’t want to hear his rejection- the look on his face back then was enough; the actual words would just kill you right now. “You don’t have to say anything, hyung. I understand. It’s alright, so come on, let’s go.”

Turning away from him, you stepped forward again only to be pulled back with more force, a soft grunt leaving you as you stumbling into Hoseok. His grip on your hand tightened.

“No, I don’t think you u-understand. I didn’t, um, I didn’t- It wasn’t bad! I just, I was embarrassed, but I didn’t want you to stop-! I just, um, aish, I-“

Holy shit, did he- did he really just say that? ‘I didn’t want you to stop’ echoed in your head as you dumbly stared down at him, mind trying to process it. A slow smile crept across your face as you watched him stumble over his words before you gently brushed your free hand across his. He stopped talking, breath hitching lightly at the touch and you gulped at the sound. “You didn’t want me to stop?”

He shook his head lightly and you took another step forward, leaning down until your nose just grazed his. “What about now?”

He hesitated a moment as you held your breath, your body completely relaxing in relief as he shook his head again, and pressed your lips to his. You drew back up to your full height and took his face in your hands, your fingers threading through his hair. He moaned and you twitched at the sound, darting your tongue into his mouth to claim it. Pulling away slowly, you took his bottom lip between your teeth, memorizing the hazy expression on his face as you did so.

Pressing your foreheads together you let out a breathy “finally”, pure happiness coursing through your body.

He sputtered lightly at your confession and you laughed nervously before pulling away. “So um, does this mean, I mean, can I—can I kiss you again, some…time? “

A beat of silence followed your question as Hoseok stared at you in confusion before bursting out laughing. “Namjoon-ah! Is that your way of asking me out?”

You coughed, choking on your own spit at his straight forwardness, and sputtered out a series of nonsense words. He grinned and laughed even more. “Because it was really, really cute, and you can definitely kiss me again sometime~.”

His words slowly processed in your mind. Wait… so that means… that we…and I.. he…--!! A bright smile lit up your face and you nodded bashfully, not trusting your voice.

Hoseok rattled the chain of the cuffs, his fingers threading through yours. “Now, let’s go get these off, hmm?”

You glanced down at the handcuffs, wicked thoughts suddenly spiking through your mind. “Or, maybe we could keep them on a little longer.”

Hoseok’s mouth dropped open in almost horror, but you could see the minute interest in his eyes as he thought about your words. Snickering, you looked back down at the cuffs and fingered the chain. Yeah… you could definitely get up to something bad with these things. Though they really didn’t look all that strong- what did Hoseok try and do with them earlier? He stuck his nail in here and then he—

A ‘ca-thunk’ echoed in the empty hallway as the metal cuff fell from your wrist. Whoops…“Um, I think I broke them.”

Hoseok tilted his head in confusion before grabbing at the cuffs. He played with them for a second before laughing and shrugging an ‘oh well’.

You pouted- there goes all the fun plans you had. A soft kiss was pressed to your cheek and you gasped in surprise. Hoseok grinned at you, a sly smirk curling on his lips.

“I guess we’ll just have to get some better ones next time.”

And you thought you were the pervy one.