When they first arrived at the house, Namjoon threw his coat on the floor, unable to stand the heaviness of it. His quietness brought concern to the older man, who was following him everywhere he would go.

"Those to are crazy, aren't they? I'm so glad we escaped them." Seokjin let out a shaky laugh, while placing his coat aside. He turned around for a minute, and when he turned his attention to Namjoon again, the man had disappeared.

He gave him some time, assuming that the younger just wanted to change his clothes, or use the restroom. So in the meantime, Seokjin went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water to refresh himself. Having hydrated himself, the man went upstairs to change himself out of his clothes.

His heart was still racing from the activities he did with Namjoon. He also felt tired, so he decided to lay down on the bed for a little bit to rest his aching body for a while, to regenerate himself and gain back the energy he had wasted.

"Mmm, I'm so sleepy." He stretched his bones out and cuddled up in bed. His nose suddenly wiggled when it sensed a familiar scent coming from the pillow beside him.

The boy grabbed it, pulling it close to his chest. "It smells like Joonie..." A puffy smile appeared on his face as he snuggled the pillow, softly.

"I'll hug you until Namjoon comes out of the bathroom and cuddles up with me, deal? Good!" He giggled, kissing the white, cushioned pillow while shutting his eyes.

slowly but surely, Seokjin was falling asleep. And when his mind was finally blank, free of any thoughts, the man drifted off into a peaceful sleep, holding onto Namjoon's pillow.

~  ~  ~

It was now late at night, and Seokjin woke up, randomly, seeing that the room was pitch black. His first instinct was to get up and search for his boyfriend, who was still in the bathroom.

"What's he doing in there? Is he sleeping in there?" He rubbed his eyes, yawning while reaching for the doorknob, expecting to open the door so easily. But when he turned the doorknob from left to right, the door wouldn't open. Namjoon had locked himself in.

Not a single sound echoed from behind the closed door, so Seokjin worried that Namjoon
wasn't feeling alright after having such forced intercourse.

"Namjoon! It's night time, what are you doing in there? Let's go to sleep." He shouted, and received no response. The house fell quiet. Deadly quiet.

The silence that emitted from the bathroom was not a good sign for Seokjin. He knocked on the door, getting impatient.

"Namjoon, can you open the door?" After Namjoon ignored him for a second time, the older man grew frustrated but he didn't give up.

He waited, sitting on the floor beside the bathroom door. He knew that at some point, Namjoon would have to come out. And he knew that Namjoon was still awake, after hearing the way he was breathing.

But, while waiting, Seokjin had time to think. And his thoughts had him wondering if he had done something to upset the man. He built the courage to knock on the door again, and ask Namjoon more questions. This time, they were more intimate, regarding what had happened at Hyunseok's apartment.

"Is this about the... Foursome we had?" His cheeks started heating up. Still, Namjoon didn't respond to him at all, whatsoever.

He didn't know if he was just keeping himself quiet, or if the younger needed help and couldn't talk.

"Namjoon, you've been in there for a while now." His attempts were now countless. He didn't care how many times he had to knock on the door, but he wasn't leaving without getting a proper answer from the younger male.

"Namjoon, are you mad at me?" No matter what, Seokjin wasn't willing to quit so easily. And the last time he spoke to the man, he finally got an answer. To his dismay, it wasn't the answer he was hoping for...

"Leave me alone, please." Namjoon's voice made Seokjin's heart race with fear and sadness.

"Let me see you. We need to talk." He frowned, knocking on the door. To get a closer listen, Seokjin pressed his ear against the door, leaning ever so slightly against the wooden frame, listening very carefully for any potential response from Namjoon.

"Namjoon... Namjoon, listen to me-" Namjoon's groggy voice made an appearance once more, silencing Seokjin.

"Seokjin, just leave me alone. I don't wanna see your face right now." This heart-wrenching sentence left Seokjin paralyzed. He lowered his head, slowly walking away from the door, but not before telling Namjoon one last thing.

"Namjoon... Do you hate me?"

... Silence.

Seokjin felt as if his heart had shattered in two as he walked away from the bathroom door, heading upstairs to change back into his clothing.

He shut his eyes while throwing a shirt over his head, slamming his pajama down onto the bed. The man's eyes began to blur, while tears descended from them.

"I'm so stupid. I should have never accepted to do such a dumb thing with Hyunseok... But... I don't understand. What did I do wrong?" His mind suddenly flashed back to when they were at Hyunseok's apartment.

"He did agree on doing it. I don't see why he's being so uptight... Tight..." He looked down at his hands, remembering the way he held onto Namjoon's body, recalling how tight he was from the inside.

"I never said anything to him after we had that small talk back in the car..."

~Flashback~

After driving for a while, Seokjin tilted his head to the side and saw the way Namjoon kept on breathing heavily, with a slight shakiness attacking his hands. When he tried to grab them, the younger ignored him and pretended to be focusing on the road, even though the light was red.

"Joonie, are you okay? Why are you so quiet, hmm?" He asked, caressing Namjoon's head.

"I'm fine."

Was the last thing Namjoon said. He kept himself silent throughout the rest of the ride, and didn't make eye contact with Seokjin even after he had gotten home.

~End of flashback~

"Coming to think of it... Namjoon hasn't said a single thing to me ever since we got home." Seokjin leaned over the bed, sighing.

"Did Jaebum make him jealous?" So many things were going through his mind right now, but only one of many made the most sense to him: "What if I hurt him... Oh no..." He held his hands over his face and brushed his hair back, turning away from the bedroom.

"He never spoke to me afterwards. He must have been hurt! I'm such an idiot!" Expecting the door to be closed, Seokjin put his body weight over it by leaning closer to speak, and the next thing he knew, BAM! He was lying on the bathroom floor.

Just when he was about to speak to Namjoon through the door, Namjoon opened the door and Seokjin fell down, colliding with a pair of arms which embraced him before he could fall and injure himself.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked while Seokjin brushed himself off. "I'm fine," The older responded. "I should be asking you that." When he readjusted himself, sitting on the bathroom floor where Namjoon was, he frowned, staring at the man.

He felt so relieved, knowing that he had finally let him inside of the bathroom, but his worry returned to him, just by seeing the way he was frowning.

"Namjoon... What happened? Why did you lock yourself up like th-" Seokjin was suddenly silenced when Namjoon suddenly kissed him. The kiss was so powerful, it left the older shaking.

"I was embarrassed."

"You were WHAT?"

~Meanwhile~

Jaebum and Hyunseok were panting heavily, holding onto their bodies that were drenched in sweat.

"I'll never decline your open invitations ever again. Your body is fantastic!!" Jaebum shouted, kissing Hyunseok, repeatedly.

"Can we go again?" Hyunseok breathed out, laughing with the other man bedside him.

"Actually... There's something I've been meaning to tell you, Hyunseok." Jaebum lowered his head. Hyunseok furrowed his eyebrows at the guy.

"What? Wait a minute-" He gasped. "You don't have crabs, do you!?" He shouted, jumping off of the bed.

"What? No!"

"HIV? STD?" The other man was shocked at hearing such words come out of Hyunseok's mouth.

"No! I don't have any of those. Just listen-" He sighed, rubbing his hand across his own thighs, picking his pants up off of the floor.

"What are you doing?" Hyunseok watched as the man hit fully dressed and breathed out. His nervousness was making Hyunseok anxious.

"Hyunseok, the police is going to come looking for me soon..." The taller man suddenly became pale, and started to hyperventilate.

"WHAT? Police? Looking for you? WHY!" His eyes widened as he scrunched his hair up, squeezing it tightly. He was more than confused when Jaebum fell to his knees, all of a sudden.

"Jaebum, get up. Tell me what's happening. You didn't murder anyone, did you!" He was surprised when the other man started to laugh, loudly.

"You asshole!! This isn't funny, tell me what you did!"

"You wanna know what I did! I'll tell you what I did." He held his hands behind his back, and continued to speak.

"I fell in love. That's the crime I committed."

"What?" Hyunseok breathed out, smacking Jaebum on his shoulder. "What are you talking about, Jaebum." He frowned.

"I'm talking about you. I fell in love with you, and as a result, I'm going to jail for that... So I was thinking," He pulled a small box out of the back pocket of his pants and popped it open, revealing a shiny, gold ring.

"Will you be my partner in crime and marry me, Hyunseok?" Hyunseok covered his mouth, standing in complete shock and disbelief, as a smile appeared on Jaebum's face.

"Jaebum, are you serious?" The taller male nodded, remaining on one knee.

"More serious than ever."

And with a quick nod, as tears descended from his eyes, Hyunseok granted Jaebum access to being his for all eternity, the moment he let the man place his promise ring around his ring finger.

"Damn, can this day get any BETTER? I love you, babe." He giggled, pulling Jaebum in for a warm embrace.

"Oh, it will get better. Just wait until we break out the news to Seokjin and Namjoon... Speaking of which, I wonder what they're up to right now."

"Probably sleeping like a pair of babies." Hyunseok and Jaebum cuddled back in the sheets, and went back to sleep, intertwining hands with each other.

~~~

"Namjoon, where are you taking me?"

"To the stars."

~~~