[10 out of 20] BTS: Worried: Gen
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sweetandshortTitle: Worried
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Length: 300
prompt: worried
Pairing: Namjoon/Jin
Summary: Namjoon is injured. Seokjin is worried.
“…worried? Of course, I was worried!”
“But I specifically said in my text ‘Don’t worry.’”
“I know! That’s what worried me! You never say that, in fact, no one ever says that, unless it is definitely a situation when the other person should most emphatically be worrying!”
“Come on, Seokjinnie, s’nothing. You need to calm down…”
“Don’t ‘Seokjinnie’ me, Joonie! Now, are they going to have to amputate?!”
“No, what? Listen, I’ll have burns on the lower half of my left leg for a week or so. I’ll probably sting like a motherfucker now and then, but I’ve got some gel and bandages and mild painkillers, no opioids, thank you very much. And I’ll just have to be a big boy and handle it.”
“Will it scar?”
“I don’t know.”
Seokjin made a noise. “I am going to see if I can wrangle a naval exercise, and I am going to bring a troop of overzealous youngsters to the very place where you were attacked and blow that tentacled villain and all its descendants, ancestors, friends, and associates to kingdom come!”
“Love, it was just a tiny little squid, and I made the mistake of accidentally, unintentionally, of course, destroying its little squid nest. I had every right to defend itself.”
“And I have every right to go on a vengeful rampage!”
“Don’t waste your energy, soldier.”
There was a sigh, and Namjoon smiled. The storm was over.
“I wish I were there, Joonie.”
“There’s nothing we can do about it. Not for a long time.”
“I read these things, and I get so worried.”
“Tempests in teacups, love. Focus on doing a good job, like I know you are, and let the God of Destruction handle the consequences of his might.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too. Don’t worry.”
“Impossible.”
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Length: 300
prompt: worried
Pairing: Namjoon/Jin
Summary: Namjoon is injured. Seokjin is worried.
“…worried? Of course, I was worried!”
“But I specifically said in my text ‘Don’t worry.’”
“I know! That’s what worried me! You never say that, in fact, no one ever says that, unless it is definitely a situation when the other person should most emphatically be worrying!”
“Come on, Seokjinnie, s’nothing. You need to calm down…”
“Don’t ‘Seokjinnie’ me, Joonie! Now, are they going to have to amputate?!”
“No, what? Listen, I’ll have burns on the lower half of my left leg for a week or so. I’ll probably sting like a motherfucker now and then, but I’ve got some gel and bandages and mild painkillers, no opioids, thank you very much. And I’ll just have to be a big boy and handle it.”
“Will it scar?”
“I don’t know.”
Seokjin made a noise. “I am going to see if I can wrangle a naval exercise, and I am going to bring a troop of overzealous youngsters to the very place where you were attacked and blow that tentacled villain and all its descendants, ancestors, friends, and associates to kingdom come!”
“Love, it was just a tiny little squid, and I made the mistake of accidentally, unintentionally, of course, destroying its little squid nest. I had every right to defend itself.”
“And I have every right to go on a vengeful rampage!”
“Don’t waste your energy, soldier.”
There was a sigh, and Namjoon smiled. The storm was over.
“I wish I were there, Joonie.”
“There’s nothing we can do about it. Not for a long time.”
“I read these things, and I get so worried.”
“Tempests in teacups, love. Focus on doing a good job, like I know you are, and let the God of Destruction handle the consequences of his might.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too. Don’t worry.”
“Impossible.”
