Seokjin tilted his neck downwards and mindlessly started typing. He felt the need to fool the girl into thinking that Namjoon was replying to her message. Now, the man had absolutely no business in coming in between Namjoon's private life, especially not his social media life, but remembering the way that the girl was acting towards Namjoon: Holding him, moving his body from the same embrace, and on top of it all, kissing his face. It was just an unacceptable behavior, and the one thing that Seokjin wanted to get revenge on.

However, he didn't want to ruin her life, because like it or not, that girl knew more about Namjoon than he did. Instead of replying, he simply closed her message notification and continued lurking around the web, with rock music playing in the background.

"Joonie, are you there? Are you working today? If so, then please text me back whenever you get the chance to. Love youuuuu!♡♡♡" No matter how loud the music played, Seokjin couldn't help but to physically see all of the messages the girl kept sending. It was starting to annoy him, and play games with his mind.

"Dr. Kim loves me. But it looks like I'm going to have to take matter into my own hands."

The man powered off his laptop and went upstairs, as careful as he could so that he wouldn't fall down.

His mind was fogging up with thoughts of Mina seducing the doctor and taking him for herself. That thought was encouraging Seokjin to think of a plan.

"Namjoon can't find those messages. He won't find them. I'll make sure he doesn't." With a plan in mind, the man started rummaging through the bedroom. He wasn't supposed to, but he cleaned the house before Namjoon could arrive, regardless of his dizziness which went away after a while.

It wasn't messy, he just wanted to do a few rearrangements. Those rearrangements including items that were part of his plan. Items that were located in different places of the apartment, but were useful to him.

He didn't have energy, but with the motivation and determination to finish up what he started, Seokjin didn't stop until everything was done.

Everything was halfway through being completed when he received a phone call.

"Seokjin, it's Namjoon." Hearing the doctor's voice made Seokjin feel happy, and a little bit stressed about what Namjoon was going to do when he comes back home to find out what he did to his apartment.

He also wanted to reply to Namjoon with something different. He wanted to start acting different, so the man tried his best to think of something better to reply.

"Hey." His voice was low, trying to sound sexy but Namjoon got worried.

"Why is your voice like that? Do you have a cold, or something?" The man held the phone in one hand, while looking around the apartment.

"Well, I was just calling to tell you that I might need to work overtime tonight because I missed out on a lot the past two days, but if I can't, I can just tell my boss and I'll head back home to take care of you if you feel sick." Namjoon couldn't come back home yet, Seokjin wasn't even done preparing half of the things around the house.

"No, don't! I was just clearing my throat because it was a little bit dry. Sir, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, and continue your work. I'm sure that you have a lot to do, right?"

The man was right.

"Yes, you're right. I have a lot to work on." Namjoon sighed at Seokjin. "Well... Alright. I'll be home around 5:00 PM, if there's too much work I might come out at 8:00, but I'll let you know. Did you eat already and take your iron pills?" Seokjin reassured the doctor that everything was okay, and that he had taken his pills right after eating, leaving the doctor at ease to finish his job while he finished the preparations for tonight.

Seokjin felt so relieved knowing that Namjoon was going to be back late at night. That way he had more time to get the rest of the things done on time, to shower, and to change into something that he's never worn in front of Namjoon.

The shirt that he had shown him in Cyberpunk was actually a corset with lace around it, but it was in the men's section of the store and the workers told him that the shirt was specifically for males, so Seokjin bought it with Namjoon's money, but he never wore it around him once, just because the first time he tried it in the fitting room, he knew that he couldn't go back outside with such inappropriate clothing.

Despite the amount of skin it showed, and the ripped jeans he had chosen which looked as if a pack of wolves had been chewing on them, tearing most of the denim off. The jeans contained very strange rips in different places. Places Seokjin never noticed when he first bought them, but he didn't want to return them, even if it exposed some, if not, most of his skin. The man was happy that he bought the clothing in the end.

After all, it's just skin, the man thought. Just because he was excited about seeing Namjoon's reaction to the apartment decorations, and his change of style in clothing, didn't change the fact that Seokjin was still burning with jealousy because of Mina.

His blood was practically on fire, but he relaxed when he saw the doctor's car pull up in the driveway.

With a few last finishing touches, Seokjin turned the lights off, being thankful for the cloudy and dark weather that allowed the apartment to become very dark although it was daytime.

Each passing minute, Seokjin's grin grew more when he realized what he had done. The last thing he did was spray a tiny bit of Namjoon's cologne on his body to smell like him.

Namjoon wore a different fragrance of cologne today, since he didn't have that much time on his hands to wear his favorite colonge this morning because of how late to work he was. The doctor grabbed the first bottle of cologne he could get his hands on, then drove off.

When Seokjin heard the keys jiggling at the entrance of the door, he went upstairs and left a quick note he had previously written after he Namjoon and him ended their short call.

The man made his way upstairs, closing a door behind him, hoping Namjoon hadn't heard it from downstairs.

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"I'm home, sweetheart." Namjoon left his shoes outside, unaware that his lover hadn't answered him back.

Once he stepped in, he called out his name but he wasn't anywhere to be found.

"Seokjin- what's this?" He picked up a small note, inhaling the familiar scent that was filling up his lung as they flowed into his nostrils. His cologne.

Then he looked around his surroundings. The apartment was completely cleaned, with a romantic twist added to it.

Rose pedals were spread around the entrance of the floor from where the doctor had previously picked up the note.

Feeling curious and fully aware now, Namjoon started to read what was written on the note: "Meet me upstairs. I'll be waiting for you, daddy."

Seokjin wasn't sure if he regretted writing "daddy" at the end of the note, but his mind was in another dimension at the moment, so the man couldn't care less.

Namjoon swallowed deeply, placing the note down on the table. He took his lab coat off, hanging it inside of the closet in the hallway, then he made his way upstairs. Of course, the doctor hated to get germs anywhere, so he quickly washed his hands.

While washing them, his mind started to think a million things about Seokjin. His pressure was slowly rising, feeling exciting thoughts fill up his mind. As he opened the door, there were more rose pedals in the entrance, along with another note.

"Use them on me tonight ;)" A pair of handcuffs were beside the note. Namjoon loosened up his tie while placing the note down on and picking the handcuffs up from the floor.

"Where did he get these from?" The doctor thought. Seokjin had secretly bought the handcuffs the same day he bought his outfit from Cyberpunk. He just hadn't told Namjoon.

The man finally made an appearance, and Namjoon's jaw dropped to the floor, as well as the handcuffs he was holding.

"Allow me. I'll get them for you, sir." Seokjin teased Namjoon by bending over, slowly, in a seductive way just to pick up the handcuffs from the floor. Just when the man was about to stand back up, he felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist.

Namjoon carried Seokjin as the man grinned on the inside.

As the sun finally set, the lovers unleashed their sinful desires while allowing their tongues to swirl around together.

[✖NSFW coming up in the next chapter✖]