"I, uh, I sleep beside Ryan?" Why was that hard to understand? Namjoon smiled and then crawled onto his bed and among the sea of plushed toys, rolling onto his back so Yoongi could see it. Yeah, he was on the edge of the bed but he fit on it? So there. He hugged Ryan close. The biggest Ryan. That was over half his height and stole most of his bed. The little ones lay around him like his tiny army. "He lost his mane. I don't know I like him so much. I used to hate anything all cute and sweet but then I found Ryan."
And thus an obsession was born. Namjoon's room was mostly Ryan. Ryan rug, Ryan bedding, plushes, dressing gown, lamps, toys - honestly, too much stuff.
The second thing overwhelming his room was books. Namjoon turned to look at his other Ryan plushies, petting some of their heads. "I'll hug you guys later."
The books really didn't seem noteworthy by comparison, so Yoongi barely even thought about those. Namjoon was supposed to be a bit of a genius, he expected books. Did he expect all of this? He huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. "I thought you'd just have a sex sling or something."
Certainly seemed as if it would be more in line with the persona that Namjoon had mostly shown him so far, fucking around with so many guys. "You always surprise me. Most people never do."
"Sex swing? In here? ... In front of Ryan? God, no. No boys never come in my room. Ever. I've never even had sex here." Clearly this was a special place where no one would do anything dirty because Ryan was always watching. Hell, he didn't even realise it at the time but Yoongi was the first boy he'd ever really had in his room. "I've never even let Hobi in here. I guess you're the first. Huh."
Weird. Well. Whatever. Namjoon got up and walked over to his wardrobe, collecting his clothes. "I'm glad I'm not boring at least! Soohyun always used to say I was stupidly boring."
"That's because Soohyun is an idiot. Close-minded. Those people get bored fast, because they don't have anything on their mind. Just give him something to play with and have an actual fun time by yourself." Seemed more worthwhile. Handsome dumbasses were a dime a dozen after all. "Hobi is different. You'd be better off with him."
Out of the boys he'd met, Hobi was the only one he thought was at least on Namjoon's wavelength. Granted, there wasn't much competition.
"I know but dumb people are so easy to use and one day I'm going to be important and busy, it's nice to know I'll be surrounded by guys I've fucked who'll do stuff for me." Or, at least, that's how he felt. He balled up the clothes he was taking in with him and smiled at Yoongi before walking towards the bathroom. "I remember a time when those types of guys said all kinds of shit about me. Then they realised I was important. Suddenly I wasn't just an ugly, weird nerd any more."
It was different with Hobi. They were more friends than anything - the fucking was just something they did, like how some people played tennis or watched movies. "See you in a few, hyung. Take care of Ryan for me." Namjoon disappeared into the bathroom and like that, Yoongi was alone.
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And thus an obsession was born. Namjoon's room was mostly Ryan. Ryan rug, Ryan bedding, plushes, dressing gown, lamps, toys - honestly, too much stuff.
The second thing overwhelming his room was books. Namjoon turned to look at his other Ryan plushies, petting some of their heads. "I'll hug you guys later."
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Certainly seemed as if it would be more in line with the persona that Namjoon had mostly shown him so far, fucking around with so many guys. "You always surprise me. Most people never do."
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Weird. Well. Whatever. Namjoon got up and walked over to his wardrobe, collecting his clothes. "I'm glad I'm not boring at least! Soohyun always used to say I was stupidly boring."
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Out of the boys he'd met, Hobi was the only one he thought was at least on Namjoon's wavelength. Granted, there wasn't much competition.
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It was different with Hobi. They were more friends than anything - the fucking was just something they did, like how some people played tennis or watched movies. "See you in a few, hyung. Take care of Ryan for me." Namjoon disappeared into the bathroom and like that, Yoongi was alone.
With about a hundred Ryans.