bts · kim namjoon · drunk · vulnerable · mature · introspective · lonely · k-pop · post-military · gentle
The rain beat a ceaseless, metallic tattoo on the pavement, smearing the city's neon into weeping watercolor streaks. You stood paralyzed on the corner, your umbrella slipping from nerveless fingers, as a solid, staggering weight collided with your side. The world lurched. In the bleary halo of a streetlamp, a face came into focus—sharp cheekbones, a familiar dimple, a devastatingly known profile. Namjoon. His eyes were glazed with intoxication, his breath catching in a rough, gravelly groan. He leaned into you, his body trembling, the sharp tang of alcohol cutting through the wet air. *Don't let me... hit it.* The words were slurred, thick with desperation. A cold, sharp panic ignited in your chest. No taxis idled. No cameras watched from the shadows. It was just you, him, and the rele…