Namjoon moved quietly into the dorm, careful not to wake the others who were definitely asleep by now. Exhaustion had long settled inside his bones, weighing him down like a real, physical thing. He left his bag in the living room and went straight for the bathroom.

While he waited for the shower to heat up he rolled his shoulders experimentally, wincing at the stiffness that caused them to ache; he was tired. He'd spent the past 18 hours in a dark room staring at too bright computer monitors, hunched over a keyboard, headphones over his ears, trying to make it all work. And in the end it had. He'd found something good, he was sure, but he could hardly find the energy to appreciate that - his eyes were half-shut as it was.

The water was hot, near scalding, but his muscles welcomed the burn and Namjoon could feel them slowly relaxing under the heat. He let his eyes slide shut and focused on the spray hitting his back and let it relax his weary mind as well. When it got too much he reached a hand out to switch the flow of water off and stepped out of the shower and onto the fluffy carpet.

Dry save his damp pink hair he padded to his room, still silent, with a towel slung low over his hips just in case. The door opened with a short creak and his eyes shot over to where Jungkook lay fast asleep, unbothered. Shaking his head Namjoon made a mental note to talk to Yoongi about fixing that.

Namjoon let the towel slip down to pool at his feet and replaced it with worn grey sweatpants. Then he turned away from his bed and walked back out the door.

He padded down the hall till he reached Yoongi and Seokjin's room and slipped inside. There, both members were asleep, Yoongi buried under blankets and barely visible, and Jin with the covers pulled up to his neck, hair a mess and more gorgeous than Namjoon had left him hours ago. Namjoon stood there at the door for a second, almost transfixed, watching Jin breathe, a soft smile on his face when Jin pouted in his sleep.

He moved to the bed and lifted the covers, getting in next to Jin who even in his sleep accommodated Namjoon without thought. Namjoon laid back against the pillows and waited for Jin to settle again on his chest before pressing a kiss to the elder's forehead in greeting.

Namjoon love watching Jin wake up like this: all soft at the edges, forehead wrinkling, turning his face into Namjoon's chest and then upwards to look at him, eyes blinking slowly as he did.

"Hey," Jin's sleep-rough voice made Namjoon smile again.

"Hey," Namjoon whispered back.

"Did good?" Jin asked, words a little slurred.

Namjoon nodded, "Ready for you guys to start recording once it's approved."

Jin smiled up at him, proud as he always was, happy for him that his work paid off. Namjoon could work days more with that alone for sustenance and the thought in his own head used to terrify him but now it was just...what was. A lot of his life was like that now.

He thought back on the cold night that Jin swore at him for the first time, calling him (justifiably) a ing moron with too big a brain to actually think, then kissed him, punched him and slammed the bedroom door in his face. It had taken days still for him to allow himself to admit he didn't just want Kim Seokjin but he loved him as well, more than probably anyone should sanely love another person, but when he'd gone to Jin he'd taken him. Namjoon wondered not for the first time why Jin would take on the mess that he was but he pushed the thought to the back of his mind where he never ventured and chose to just accept that Jin did. At least for now.

A pair of impossibly soft lips pressed against Namjoon's ending that train of thought.

"Stop it, whatever it is." Jin murmured against his lips. And Namjoon kissed him back because he didn't deserve someone like this.

"I love you," Jin said it like he could hear Namjoon's thoughts and Namjoon sometimes entertained the idea that maybe he could. "I love you," he repeated, lips ghosting against Namjoon's.

"I know," Namjoon said, trying to shake his head free of the thoughts from earlier, "I know."

Jin looked at him until he saw what Namjoon assumed he was looking for as affirmation of his words and then shifted upwards so he could kiss Namjoon more comfortably.

Namjoon wrapped his arms around the brunette, good under the comfortable weight, anchored by it. Light kisses were dropped on his eyelids, cheeks, nose, the corners if his mouth and then finally his lips and Namjoon was content to let Jin lead as he liked few things more than he liked being kissed by Kim Seokjin.

Jin kept his kisses feather light at first, not demanding anything yet, then after a while his tongue flicked out to swipe across Namjoon's lips drawing a quiet sigh from the man beneath him. Jin smiled. Then he tilted his head to the left and the game changed.

A moan slid past Namjoon's lips as Jin deepened the kiss, tongue coaxing Namjoon's mouth open, wayward hand moving from its place cradling Namjoon's face to toy with Namjoon's hair, tugging a little. Maybe they were making out like teenagers in someone's basement alone for the first time, and maybe Namjoon was far too excited by it for someone who has done far, far more on this very same bed but he wasn't going to fight any of it.

Jin nipped lightly at Namjoon's kiss-swollen lips when they parted, crescent eyes smiling down at him, teasing. Namjoon kissed him hard in response only stopping when Jin was getting dangerously loud - dangerous because Yoongi would kill them if he was woken up and dangerous because he was this close to flipping him onto his back and ing him into next week and then entire band would kill them for the exposure.

Jin muffled his laugh against Namjoon's neck and pressed a kiss there before sliding off Namjoon and settling again at his side.

"Shut up," Namjoon complained all the while tugging Jin closer still. He wrapped an arm around the elder member and put or behind his head, "Go the to sleep."

Jin's answering giggle made Namjoon smile, breaking his grumpy facade.

"Okay, Joonie," Jin told him after a while, "Get some rest."

"Okay," Namjoon let his eyes close and allowed sleep to take him.