This a rp, let me know if reading)
"Please tell me that you're almost ready?" Namjoon sighed petulantly, fighting the urge to stomp his slippered foot. Long fingers tangled up into his soft, bown hair for the thousandth time in the twenty minute time slot he had been waiting for you, his girlfriend, to get out of the bathroom. There wasn't going to be as much time together what with his schedule picking up drastically, and he figured the time he did have should be taken advantage of. Coming back into the moment due to the shuffling he could pick up on behind the closed door, he leaned up against it while his dark eyes rolled to the side at the thought of how he just wanted to watch a movie or whatever could pique his interest on tv, so with that in mind, he pushed himself off the door and called to you through the wooden barrier that you would be waiting. Shuffling through the room, he pauses in front of your couch when he makes it to the living room before letting his body drop, a tired sigh slipping past plump lips as he eyes the television, wondering if he should wait. In the end, he does wait..and wait, and wait. His eyes are heavy, and then he's snoring faintly, long legs dangling off the end of the couch.