The door peered open seconds right after Namjoon unlocked it, revealing Jin's mother.

Everything was dark and dim, so it was easier to hide the fact that Namjoon's clothes was scattered all around Jin's wooden floor.

His mother would have found out that he was there immediately because she recognizes Namjoon's clothes already from the amount of times he's visited Jin.

"What's all of this doing on the floor? Ugh, I've told him to clean up after himself countless times. This child of mine." She unknowingly picked Namjoon's clothes up, thinking it was Jin's, and folded them then placed them somewhere around Jin's bedroom.

She leaned over, and sat down on the bed.

"Jinnie? Why is there a large bump next to you?" She had sat down on Namjoon's legs.

Jin tried his best not to laugh, hearing Namjoon's uncomfortable groaning.

"That's-" Jin couldn't help himself, he giggled. Namjoon playfully punched him in the ribs,
making Jin squeal.

"Why are you laughing? Are you okay? Maybe I should turn your lamp on-"

"NO! No... Reason for you to do that when I'm perfectly fine. Haha!" He lied. His mother didn't see through his lie and believed him.

"Well, I just stopped by to say goodnight. Weird, I thought you had stopped sleeping with your foxy when you were five." She smiled.

"Jinnie still loves his foxy!" He faked his excitement so much, he accidentally kicked Namjoon in the chin.

"OOF!" He held his chin, closing his mouth.

"What was that!?" Jin's mother freaked out.

"O...OOF! It was me. Oof!! It's too hot in here, mom. Why don't you open a window?"

"Hot? But it's Autumn, son." She now suspected something was wrong with Jin.

"Hey, do you feel okay?" Jin nodded and retreated his head away form her when she tried touching his forehead, but she found a way to access it easily and her worry drastically increased.

"Oh God, Jinnie! You're burning up!" She flung the bedsheets off of him and Jin panicked so much, he rolled himself all the way over and karate kicked Namjoon off of him.

"AHH!!... Wanna swiiiing, from the chandelier." Jin tried masking his pain by singing, hoping his mom didn't notice a thing as he hid his face with embarrassment.

Namjoon landed underneath his bed, seeing imaginary birdies flying over his head from the amount of pain he felt in both his dick AND his back from how hard he slammed it against the wooded floor.

He still felt the urge to laugh, but he held it back the most he could. The wolf don't want to risk getting caught after all that he and Jin tried doing in order to avoid Jin's mother.

"MOM! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS!" Jin covered himself with his bedsheets again as his mother covered her eyes, hiding herself from Jin's naked body.

"Jin, I told you to do this in the bathroom. You'll get the bedsheets messy doing it on the bed." Hearing their conversation was giving Namjoon secondhand embarrassment.

"I'll have to buy some downy to wash the semen out of your sheets now." She continued.

While Jin felt embarrassed and mortified, Namjoon was silently losing it underneath his bed, laughing by himself.

"I can't believe this is happening. I feel so sorry for Jinnie." He thought.

"Your booty hole has now infected the sheets, so I'll have to buy new ones."

"Mom, Stop!" Jin started laughing, loud enough for Namjoon to silently laugh.

"What am I supposed to do? Throw the scent of anus out of the window so the bed doesn't smell like ass? Or perhaps I could scrub the smell of cum out with hair conditioner so it'll take the stickiness out." His mother's serious voice faded to a faint laugh.

"I'm just kidding, Jin. I'm sorry for invading your privacy, son. Goodnight!" She gave Jin a kiss on his forehead and left.

Jin and Namjoon were partly traumatized by the woman's explicit details, but nontheless,
they were safe and after a while, they couldn't stop laughing about it.

"Wow. I wish my mom was that funny. I swear, I think I burst a vein in the temples of my forehead." He chuckled, limping up to Jin's bed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you off of me so violently. Are you okay?" Jin asked.

"I'm okay, are you?" The boy nodded, cuddling up with Namjoon.

"We have to find out when I can detach myself from you, or else this is going to keep happening every time we have sex and we'll continue to injure ourselves." Jin agreed.

"We should time it. After we cum, we should stay still until you can pull out. That way, we could at least know how much it'll take us to separate."

Namjoon laughed.

"But let's do it when our parents don't interrupt us." The memories of what Jin's mother said replayed on Namjoon's head, automatically making him burst out into laughter.

Jin followed behind him, cackling.

"Alright, well, I think it's best that I go now. Before causing you trouble in the morning. If your parents find me in your bed tomorrow, they'll throw both of our asses out of a window." Namjoon said.

The thought of that made them feel intimidated and gain laughter out of the same thought at the same time.

"Um.. Where are my clothes?" Namjoon whispered, touching the floor everywhere knowing he had left his pile of clothes there.

Jin got up and started to search for Namjoon's clothes with him. His clothes was nowhere to be found, Jin worried that his mother might have taken it with her to the laundry room, thinking it was his own clothes.

"Oh no, what if my mom mistakenly took them with her?" He suggested.

"Now what am I going to do?" Jin thought of an idea to help Namjoon out. He gave him his clothes and promised him that his mom will just wash his clothes in the washing machine, and that he'll return him his clothing once it's all been washed.

Having said that, Namjoon accepted Jin's clothing, only for tonight. He threw on one of his oversized hoodies that fit him just right, a pair of his jeans, and put on his own shoes, which were the only things that Jin's mother didn't put away.

He gave Jin one last kiss before he carefully climbed down from his window and onto the tree.

"Be careful!" He waved goodbye at the fox and hurried back to his own house before getting caught by his parents or Jin's.

After he made it home, it was 2:00 A.M. by the time he entered the house.

And because everything sounds louder at 2:00 A.M., Namjoon tippy toed to the kitchen, feeling thirsty. He grabbed a bottle of water and the bottle was frozen.

The fridge was so cold that the low temperatures made the water freeze. Namjoon wasn't aware of it and since his palms were sweaty from how fast he ran, the bottle was slipping
away from his grip.

Due to the loss of stamina during sex, Namjoon was also dozed off and very tired to pay attention to the bottle. It ended up falling on the floor.

The loud noise it made was enough to alarm his parents. Namjoon mentally swore at himself for being so clumsy as his mom and dad called out his name from upstairs.

"I'm okay, don't worry." He scrambled to his feet, trying to make it upstairs before his parents found him.

But it was too late. His mother had already arrived to the kitchen and found her son.

"Namjoon?" Her eyes were sunken in, her eyelids were nearly sealed tight from how tired
she felt.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you guys, I was getting a bottle of water and my hand slipped." Namjoon's explanation was true, but his parents suspected he had done something other than drop a bottle of water that night.

"Why are you wearing the clothes Jin wore today?"