drabble: “work together” knj
1930s scholar!namjoon x scholar!reader | mostly just flirty tension | 1.2 k
*inspired by Oppenheimer lmao
warnings: seggsual tension, swearing, flirting in a professional setting, kissing and dry humping
“Do you really think you’re all that, Kim?” You scoff irritated, pushing your falling glasses up your nose.
“Oh, I know so,” he declares. “That and then some, y/l/n.” He smirks down at you.
Namjoon takes in your appearance, your white blouse tucked delicately into your green skirt that framed your body oh so nicely. Your soft but tight curls that hugged against your face, your brilliant mind that constantly pushed him to do better in his own research. He frankly couldn’t get enough of you, even though you two were meant to be rivals in this set of circumstances, competing for the same post-doctoral position with the great Dr. Oppenheimer. As you are both aspiring physicists, the two best in the country, naturally you’re both stuck competing. You did the same through your undergrad, graduate and even through your doctors. Always together, ever trying to out-do the other academically.
However since the start, Namjoon has always acted better than you, it drove you rather mad, but deep down - he knew you were that much more intelligent than him. Still, he couldn’t bare to admit it. No, that would hurt his ego too much. Instead, he takes to going back and forth with you, hopefully flirting his way into your heart. A rather silly way to go about it with you maybe, but this is as confident as he could be right now. You’re just so - intimidating perfect to him.
