NamJin

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Wednesday...

After Yoongi and Jimin left, Namjoon appeared after half an hour.

"Babe, can you take a day off today and tomorrow?"

He asks directly as he leans on the counter.

He didn't even mind the others since he's familiar with them already. But he didn't notice the old man with glasses hearing his request, sounding like an order.

Jin clears his throat and faces him. Namjoon not getting why Jin keeps poking his lips to the left side keeps smiling.

"Who are you?"

Namjoon finally turns to his left and saw a small old man looking at him from head to toe.

"Uh, hello, sir?"

Namjoon bows and greets.

"What do you need? And who are you to Jin?"

The old man asks.

"I'm his boyfriend."

Namjoon proudly announced.

Jin laughs awkwardly and butts in.

"What's your order, sir?"

He asks Namjoon.

"Boyfriend? And how can we know you're telling the truth?"

The old man ignores Jin and asks again.

Namjoon turns to Jin with a smile.

"I'd like your special today and I'll have a takeout later."

He grins before turning again to the old man.

"I'm Kim Namjoon. Jin loves cooking and baking. He loves dad jokes. He loves his two younger brothers and most importantly, he loves himself."

Namjoon smiles wider.

The old man nods.

"I see. The last statement proves it. But how can I know you love him?"

The question caught him off guard but when he looks at Jin, he saw the expectation in his eyes.

He chuckles a bit before looking straight into the eyes of the old man.

"If I may, sir. I'd like to take him out later."

He asks politely.

The old man glares but turns around and entered the manager's office.

"Fuck, is that your dad? I was so nervous!"

Namjoon immediately confessed to Jin after the door closed.

"No, he's our manager but he thinks we are all his children so he's a bit strict."

Jin giggles.

"So, can I take you out now?"

"I still have work-"

"But I already asked your boss-"

"Yah, I can't just abandon work to go out on a date with you-"

"We're not going on a date-"

"What?"

"Just come with me and I'll show you."

"I'll kill you if I get fired."

"You won't be fired and if ever that happens we can start your own business."

Namjoon grins before pulling Jin out of the counter while the older removes his apron.

"Tada! Welcome to my humble abode!"

Namjoon welcomes him to a big and cozy house.

"Wait, is this a resort or something? I saw a big pool outside near the garden."

"No, this is my house."

"Your house?"

"Our house."

"Shut up."

"But it's true. You can claim this as our house, not just my house."

They were about to start arguing when two maids approached them.

"Sir, the dinner is ready."

One of them informed.

"Okay, thanks. Babe, come on."

Namjoon stretches his arm to Jin and the latter gladly accepts it, not before eyeing the maids.

They entered the spacious kitchen and 3 more maids appeared to Jin's sight.

WTF is this? Is he some kind of king or what? Look at those shiny spoons! Damn those chopsticks will fit in my bag!

"Prince, let's eat. Sit here."

Namjoon escorts him to the table and even pulled a chair for him.

Instead of sitting in his usual seat, Namjoon took the one beside him. The maids looked at each other with a smile.

"Ah, yeah. This is Jin, by the way. Treat him like how you treat me."

Namjoon turns to the maids and winks at them.

The maids, obviously crushing on him, blush and smiles widely. Jin saw everything and started chopping loudly the poor pork on his plate.

Namjoon suppressed a smile and signaled the maids to leave them, completely, like out of the house.

"Babe, is the pork not cooked? Do you want me to cut it for you?"

He asks gently.

"How can they cook like this? They should boil this first for 30 minutes to make it tender and then cook it with vegetables so it will be healthier! Gosh, I should cook next time. You can fire them. I can cook better than those...bitches."

Jin whispered the last word but it was heard by the grinning man.

"I'd like that."

He speaks while looking at the, obviously, jealous boyfriend of his.

"Yah, you're a man! Why do you need 5 maids? Why don't you hire guys instead? Guys are better cooks than women! I can't believe this."

Jin kept judging without thinking but Namjoon enjoyed it so much.

"I do have some butlers but they're on off today. They come here to cook and clean for alternately."

He explains.

"Whatever."

Jin rolled his eyes and started eating.

Namjoon watches him and he knows what's coming.

"Yah, how can you call this food? They need to add more salt and vinegar here."

Jin continued criticizing.

"Really, lemme taste."

Namjoon looks relaxed and amused.

Jin cut a big part of the pork and shoves it in front of his mouth but Namjoon had other plans. He grabs Jin's hand and moves it away from his mouth and he leans forward directly inserting his tongue inside Jin's mouth.

Jin didn't expect the move remained still even after Namjoon pulled away from sneakily kissing him and tasting the food inside his mouth.

"Hmm, it doesn't taste bad."

Namjoon licks his lips.

Jin remained quiet and silently cuts the pork but never shove anything again in his mouth.

"What's wrong? Don't you really like it?"

Namjoon asks with concern.

"No. it's okay. I'm full. I had some snacks before you picked me up from the restaurant."

Jin answers quietly.

"They left already."

"Huh?"

"The maids."

"Oh."

"It's just you and me."

Jin suddenly became nervous and stood up and started fixing the table.

"What are you doing?"

"We should clean this up and make sure the food is not wasted. We can eat this tomorrow-"

"No, just leave it there."

"No. Lemme clean this up."

"But-"

"Namjoon."

"Fine. Fine. I'll be in the living room."

"Good. We don't want you breaking anything in the kitchen."

"Ouch."

"Now, go. So I could start cleaning here."

"Okay. Okay, I'm leaving no need to push me, prince."

Jin successfully pushed him out of the kitchen but Namjoon returns in nanoseconds and stole a kiss from him.

"I like this dinner so much."

Namjoon whispers before leaving.

Jin slaps his own face and tried not to smile while cleaning the table and fixing the untouched food.

After at least 10 minutes, Jin is finally done. He dried his hands on the towel near the fridge and opens the huge ref after.

"Whoah, there are so many foods in here. I can live here without any problem."

He says and drinks on bottled water after.

"That'd be nice."

Jin chokes on his water after Namjoon spoke from the entrance of the kitchen. Namjoon curses and apologizes while taking big steps towards him and pats his back.

Jin coughed a few more times before he calmed down.

"Do you want me dead, Kim fucking Namjoon?!"

He scolds to the apologetic one.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you."

"Just shut up, will you?!"

Jin pushes Namjoon away and returns the bottled water back in the fridge.

Namjoon didn't even move away after he got pushed and a wild smirk slowly formed on his lips.

"I think I know how you can shut me up."

Jin was about to sass him again but Namjoon was already savoring his lips and mouth as his body got pushed on the huge fridge and Namjoon cornering him in between his arms.

Jin tried to get away only that Namjoon can read his movements. Namjoon quickly wraps his arm around Jin's waist and pulled harshly. Jin could only hold on Namjoon's bicep and tilt his head a bit because Namjoon is taller than him.

Namjoon pushed their bodies to the wall and Jin shrieked a little while Namjoon busied himself down to Jin's perfectly carved neck and collarbones. He made sure his tongue traces every sensitive part of Jin's neck.

"Ah- Namjoon-ah!"

Namjoon's gaze became fierce with lust and dominance while gripping on Jin's hair, making the latter tilt his head backward, exposing his marked neck and mouth agape.

"It's daddy, pretty prince."

Namjoon speaks huskily.

He released Jin's hair and he let his hand slide under his shirt. Jin tenses when his rough hand touches his abdomen and then his nipple.

"Namjoon-Aah!"

Jin jolts and moans after Namjoon playfully pinches his nipple.

"What did you call me?"

Namjoon asks and tugs Jin's shirt, pulling it up and tossing it away.

He attacks Jin's chest and nipples this time, wanting to leave as many marks as he can on Jin's body.

"D-daddy...nnghhh"

Jin started panting heavily and trying to push Namjoon away from sucking his nipple but Namjoon only sucks harder and even bites his bud not too painfully.

"You sound so sinful now, prince."

Namjoon wraps both his arms around Jin's waist and started kissing Jin passionately and Jin slowly responded with equal desire.

Jin had his arms wrapped around Namjoon's nape and they started walking, not caring where they end up.

Namjoon is walking forward while Jin simply follows while walking backward, both bodies feeling the heat against their skin.

Jin didn't even bother checking what was the broken thing Namjoon accidentally hit while they're kissing. And Namjoon doesn't fucking care whatever breaks in the house.

"Prince, tell me you want this too."

Namjoon asks in between kisses.

"I want...I want you, daddy..."

Jin answers almost immediately.

They reached the living room and without so much space between their bodies, Namjoon managed to remove his own shirt and throws it somewhere.

Jin trips on the sofa and Namjoon hovers him right away. Jin wraps his legs around Namjoon's waist as they continued kissing rougher this time.

"Nnghh...daddy..."

"Fuck, you're so beautiful. I love you so much."

"I told...you not cursing...ah! s-shit..."

Jin curses and arches his back as soon as he felt Namjoon grinding on him.

Namjoon smirks as Jin slowly becomes messier under him.

He unbuckles Jin's belt and pulled his pants down before completely throwing it on the coffee table beside them. Jin pants fast and Namjoon admires the way Jin stares at him with lust and admiration.

"I like your tattoos."

Jin says that made Namjoon smile widely.

"I know. Even the time you said you hated them. I know you like them."

Namjoon leans down to a completely naked Jin and kisses him tenderly.

He can feel Jin pulling him more like wanting to take more of him. He removed his hands from Jin's waist and started undoing his own pants.

"You're so beautiful. So fucking beautiful."

Namjoon slowly removes his pants while he kisses him nonstop.

"I can't wait to mark you. To leave my marks all over your body. Fuck, baby."

Namjoon wanted to go slow, wanted to be gentle.

"Then make me yours, Joon."

Jin whispers sensually.

Namjoon might be smart but he's just a man.

Without hesitation, he entered three fingers at the same time and started thrusting them in and out of Jin's clenching hole.

"Aaah!"

Jin jolted and groans but didn't say anything else.

Namjoon let their already sweaty foreheads touch as he watches Jin bite his plum lips with closed eyes.

He continued thrusting his fingers in hard and making sure his knuckles touch the entrance. Jin keeps moaning and panting almost inaudibly.

Jin still feels a bit uncomfortable due to the sudden contact but Namjoon can see it no matter how Jin tries not to show it.

Namjoon stopped his fingers and using his other hand, he made Jin put his legs on his shoulders. Jin looks at him with droopy eyes. He leans down making sure not to hurt Jin any further, even after digging some information that Jin is a flexible man.

The sofa is not big enough but they both don't want to kill the moment and waste time. Namjoon started moving his fingers again until Jin becomes a moaning mess.

"You okay, prince?"

He asks and didn't even listen to Jin's answer before roughly slamming his lips onto the other's.

After Jin slapping him on the chest lightly, he pulled away to make the other breathe.

"Namjoon..."

"Hmmm..."

Jin released a long slutty moan after Namjoon bites, suck and licks his neck.

"Na-ahngghh....Nam...joon..."

Jin tries to push Namjoon away but Namjoon continued leaving marks on his neck and collarbones and Jin could only grip on Namjoon's hair.

"Stop...s-stop...Namjoon, I...w-want you...now."

With heavy breathing, Jin managed to stop Namjoon from his work and eyes him darkly.

Jin couldn't tell what Namjoon is thinking. The man above him stares at him darkly and stopped all his movements.

"Your wish is my command, prince."

Namjoon huskily says with a dominant smirk on his face.

Without any other words, he lifted Jin from the sofa, as the latter already had his legs wrapped around his torso.

Namjoon stood up with his arms around Jin's waist and thigh while Jin holds onto his shoulders and wraps his legs tighter around him.

Jin didn't expect Namjoon to slam him on the nearest wall and attacking his jaw at the same time.

"AH! Nnghh..."

He felt Namjoon aligning himself and Jin prepared to let Namjoon enter him but he knows better.

Namjoon is big. He is thick.

"AAH! N-Namjoon...a-ah!"

"Sshh, it will be better soon."

Jin weeps silently and nods. Namjoon couldn't believe he's patiently waiting for Jin to adjust and slowly enters him.

He was never this careful and mindful of his past sex partners before. He doesn't care even when the others cry and beg him to stop, call him a monster but all he thought before was his pleasure and only his satisfaction.

But that was before.

Before Jin.

He wanted Jin so badly that he wanted to take him now, wreck him now and then yet he doesn't want to hurt Jin that much. He doesn't want the pleasure when Jin is hurting. He wants them both to feel the lust. Pleasure and satisfaction. Together.

"Jin...I love you. I love you so damn much."

He started thrusting slowly at a regular pace.

"Joon...ah! I...love you...ah...J-Joon..."

Namjoon can feel Jin's walls relax around him and he's sucking him in so well.

"Fuck, you make me go so crazy. Baby."

Namjoon did a hard thrust upwards and Jin almost screamed but he bit his lower lip midway.

"Aahhppp! J-Joon..."

"It's daddy, prince."

Namjoon repeated his hard thrusts and presses Jin to the wall while gripping on the latter's thighs. Jin had his mouth open and eyes closed as he pants heavier.

"D-daddy...J-Joon...daddy...ah! ah! ah!"

Namjoon stops suddenly and Jin leans a bit away to look at him, full of confusion and irritation.

"Why-"

"We might break the wall and hurt your back."

"I don't mind-"

"But I do. Fuck the walls and all but not when you get hurt."

Jin blushes after the sweet statement and Namjoon gently places his lips on his'.

Without pulling out, Namjoon walks to his room and while walking, it can't be helped that he moves inside Jin unintentionally, or maybe not.

Jin yelps but dives on Namjoon's crook of the neck out of embarrassment.

Namjoon chuckles before gently lying him down on the soft bed. He hovers at him and enters him once more.

"I still can't believe you're mine, prince."

"Stop the sweet talk daddy and fuck me hard-AH! AH!...da-daddy...AHH!"

Jin clutches on the sheets and his toes curl when Namjoon didn't let him finish his demand.

Namjoon grips on Jin's waist and slams his dick inside, meeting Jin's ass with his pelvis. He thrusts so hard that Jin can feel their bodies shake and the bed creaking mixes with the skin slapping sounds in the room.

Namjoon groans as Jin started clenching around him again and meeting his thrusts.

"Fuck, baby. You're doing great. Shit."

"Ah, g-god. Oh...Daddy! O-oh! Hmm..."

Jin's back arches and his body started moving beyond his control. His legs wrap around Joon's torso. His eyes started rolling back and his hips wanted nothing more than meeting Joon's fast hard thrusts.

"Fuck. Fuck. Jin baby."

Namjoon increased his pace and when he noticed Jin's precum, his hands made its way to 'Jin' and started pumping it.

Only a few pumps were done but Jin's already cumming while looking so wrecked under him.

"Ah, ~ Daddy...daddy...Joon..."

Jin releases and his body becomes limp but Namjoon continued ramming into him with a few more thrusts.

Namjoon was able to move faster and better after Jin's hole stops clenching so hard wound him.

"Ah, fuck. Baby, I'm cumming. Fuck."

Namjoon groans and his thrusts become sloppy before cumming inside.

He almost dropped himself on top of Jin but before he could hit Jin's body, he pushed himself up, not too far from Jin's face.

Jin flutters his eyes open and looks at him with love.

"You're great. And I told you so many times already but I fucking love you."

Namjoon smiles tiredly before leaning down and kissing Jin on the lips, just a simple lip to lip kiss, and no tongues.

"Hmm...love you too."

Jin is obviously tired and smiles before falling sleep.

Namjoon stays in his position for a minute, simply staring and admiring the man under him.

After getting satisfied and his arms getting numb, he slowly flops down beside Jin. Not making much of a movement so the sleeping male won't be disturbed.

"Sleep well, baby. Pretty sure I'll have a long day tomorrow."

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Morning...

"Joon..."

Namjoon felt someone nudge him. He hums and just wraps his arms around that person's waist.

"Joon...Namjoon...."

The voice keeps calling him in a manner of waking him up.

"Hmm...just sleep..."

He murmurs sleepily.

"No, I'm hungry...."

"Hmm...."

"Namjoon...order some takeout. I can't move. I can't cook."

At the end of the sentence, his mind started waking up.

Wait, is this Jin?

"Joon, come on. I'm hungry."

The sweet voice interrupts his thought.

"Jin?"

He finally opens his eyes and looks at the smiling male in his arms.

"You're so cute when you just woke up."

Jin even giggles while playing with his eyes, opening them wider with his fingers.

"Why do you look so surprised?"

Jin asks when Namjoon simply blinks looking at him.

{ In Namjoon's thought

The next morning...

"KIM FUCKING NAMJOON!"

Jin hits the poor sleeping Namjoon on the bed with the pillow, straight to Namjoon's face.

Namjoon jolted awake and looks around.

"YOU FUCKER! WAKE UP AND COOK OR ORDER SOME FOOD FOR ME TO EAT!"

Jin angrily spats while throwing anything he can touch.

"Jin, babe...ouch wait, no...no...not my Ryan plushies!"

Jin raises an eyebrow before picking up the Ryan plushies and started throwing them towards him, which Namjoon tried to catch all of them.

"YOU FUCKER CAN'T EVEN DO SHITS AFTER ENJOYING LAST NIGHT! YOU WENT ROUGH TOO YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

"Jin, babe...why...ouch! Oh fuck, Jin that's a mug! A mug! Don't-"

Namjoon's eyes went wide when Jin raised his mug, aiming his direction.

...end of Namjoon's expectation }

"Hey, you spaced out."

Jin snaps his fingers in front of him.

"O-Oh, yeah. Gotta order some food. Right? You're hungry, right? What do you want? Sorry, I can't cook-"

"Hey, calm down, it's not like I'm gonna hit you with a mug or something."

"I swear, I didn't mean to go rough on you last night, prince-"

"What the fuck, Namjoon? Can you...can you shut up and order food?!"

Jin immediately covers his whole body and face with the blanket to hide his embarrassment.

Namjoon suddenly smiles cutely when he found it adorable but remembering his imagination, he stumbles on his way running to the living room to get his phone and order food.

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I lost ideas how to write smuts.

I don't know how to do it with Taekook now.

Give me time.