Who has my Netflix?
a bts au, 2seok focused.
In where Seokjin, gives his friend, Namjoon, his Netflix account, but finds out someone created a new “Who’s Watching” called JH.
WARNING: Contains Angst, some over 15 content (kinda mild.)
written by luna, @jinstwt.
chapter index
chapters will be updated weekly or when i’m free to update
chapters with the check mark are up to read.
here are is the list of who knows who.
seokjin knows
• Namjoon
• Jungkook
• Taehyung
• Yoongi
hoseok knows
• Namjoon
• Yoongi
• Jungkook
• Jimin
namjoon knows
• Hoseok
• Seokjin
• Jungkook
• Jimin
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— Luna.
prologue
this is currently a draft, i'll get around to edit it later.
He was lying upside down on the couch. “Why did I have to stay up too late last night?” He fell carefully off the couch and stood up, the sunlight hurt his sight, causing a headache to flow by. He sighed while looking around his messy living room. “What the hell happened?” He whispered confusingly. “Did I get robbed while I was passed out? Wait. No, I would’ve woken up..” Yeah right.
Then it hit him. “WHERE'S MY PHONE? MY LAPTOP?” He rushed to his room frantically, and to his relief both objects were on his desk, “There you two are! You gave me heart attack for minute there.” Have you gone crazy? You’re talking to damn objects!
He pressed on the button on the side of his phone that turned it on, and saw the massive notifications he has received.
RM Tweeted:
[BREAKING] Five best friends throw the greatest party ever!
MY Tweeted:
Who knew a party could change your life!
TH Tweeted:
SKRT SKRT THIS MAN HAS EYES ON SOMEONE!
JK Tweeted:
Honestly best believe that I am: whipped for life.
He pressed his thumb on his home button causing the device to unlock, “Really what the hell happened last night?”
He tapped on the blue app with a bird on it, and went to his DMs. Tapping on the group chat titled, “SNYTJ!” He remembered the day they came up with the name and he couldn’t stop reminding them, “This is probably the lamest group chat name, but it’s the thought that matters.”
SJ: What happened last night?
RM: What?
MY: You don’t remember?
JK: I got in a fight lmao
TH: Babe you okay?
He blinked hard. “Babe”? When did Jungkook and Taehyung make it official?
SJ: Babe??
TH: OH! I was going to tell you today after your little moment!
SJ: Are you and Jungkook a thing?
JK: Maybe.
RM: “Maybe.” The fuck?
MY: Oof, that period at the end
TH: Fuck off.
He laughed to himself. These guys are childish. He thought. He let his phone buzz for a while, while he tried to remember what particularly happened yesterday. “If you put two and two together, I had a party last night, the guys came over. I drank a lot, and I blacked out.” But why do I get a feeling something else happened? He shook his head and picked his phone up again.
SJ: All of you are going to get me a new phone if any of you slow down my phone!
MY: Seokjin, babe, I’ll get you anything. (;
RM: Yoongi stop.
MY: Alright sir!
SJ: I guess Tae and Kooks went to their private DMs sksks
TH: I’m still in this gc, better think before you speak!
SJ: Anything for you king!
Seokjin didn’t know what happened last night, he kept asking, but none of his closest friend knew either. Fuck, honestly what does a guy have to do to get some damn answers? Whatever sooner or later, I’ll figure it out.
chapter one - can I borrow your netflix?
It’s been a couple months since the party, he and his friends threw. Still no answers. Seokjin was lying on his bed, look up at his room ceiling while music was playing through his ear phones. “Why do I feel like I’m missing a part of me?” You’re weird. He stood up and went over to his dresser. Looking at the mirror he thought, Who’s making me reminisce? This needs to stop.
He opened the middle drawer were his shirts were stored, and picked out a white shirt. He checked his phone to see what time it was. 8:32AM. “WOAH, IT’S TIME ALREADY?” He quickly put on his shirt, grabbed his backpack and slipped on the nearest shoes he had close to him. He made a run to his front door and as he was making his way out, he remembered, My keys! My jacket!. He rushed back to his house, thankfully he forgot to lock his house door.
BHU — 9:23AM.
He made it in time for the first bell. We can’t have any tardies this year, we don’t do that in this household! He jogged to the front doors of the school and sighed from relief. “Seokjin! You made it, I was starting to worry someone robbed you!” The voice laughed. Yoongi. “Sorry babe, I won’t be getting robbed sooner or later.” He laughed sarcastically. Seokjin walked up to where Yoongi was, also where the rest of his close friend group was. “Tae! Kooks! Joonie!” Seokjin said happily. “Morning!” The three said at the same time. After three seconds the three of them yelled out Jinx's. “Isn’t that a children's game?” Yoongi asked. “And?” The three again said at the same time. Seokjin laughed and sat on the table they were on. “Have you found out what’s making you so sad?” He heard Yoongi ask. “Not really, but once I find out who or what, I’ll probably be happy again?” Yoongi grabbed Seokjin’s hand, “Whatever it is I’m here for you.” Yoongi smiled at him and Seokjin smiled back. “Do you two need a room?” Both of them heard Tae say. “Real funny Tae, haha you’re so funny.” Yoongi replied sarcastically.
Seokjin didn’t know what it was, maybe Yoongi was leading him on or he was actually saying it as a caring friend. This has to stop. Seokjin sighed.
After some minutes, the bell rang. Yoongi and Seokjin had the same class first hour. The Taehyung, Jungkook along with Namjoon had a different hour. As Seokjin and Yoongi were making their way to their class. Seokjin saw Namjoon running towards them. “Joonie? Do you have this class now?” Seokjin asked confusingly. Namjoon shook his head, “No, but i’m not doing anything first hour so I was wondering if you could let me borrow your Netflix?”
Seokjin rethought the question and laughed a little, “You know you could’ve just sent me a message right?” Namjoon came to realization. “So I ran all over here for nothing, fuck.” Seokjin opened his backpack, ripped a piece of paper along with a pencil and wrote his Netflix password on it. “SEOKJ1N?” Seokjin nodded. “It’s my password, ask kooks for my email.” Namjoon said thanks to Seokjin. Seokjin hugged him and made his way into the classroom. “Seokjin i’ll be right there, tell the professor I forgot my books in my locker, I’ll be back quick.” Seokjin nodded and before he could reply, Yoongi and Namjoon weren’t there anymore. Huh? That’s weird…
chapter two
Soon.
chapter three
Soon.