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Jin's POV:

"I can't see!!" My biggest fear had come to life, as I guided my body into the unknown, desperately trying to find a way to cope with the anxiety I had developed.

I shut my eyes and slid down to a corner in the house, hugging my knees while accepting the fact that I had gone blind again. And just when I thought that I had lost it all, and that I was never going to see again, a light illuminated the darkness I was in, pulling me away from the dark thoughts I was getting.

"Namjoon." I shut my eyes and sighed, deeply. Soon, laughter filled the living room while Namjoon and I started babbling to each other like babies.

"Are these mine?" Namjoon asked, staring down at his OWN two feet before proceeding to ask them permission if he could walk. "Come on, leggy leggies! Too the roo-" My eyes widened when Namjoon leaned back and started to fall down the stairs.

After skipping five whole steps, his fall came to an end when my arms shielded his body from getting injured. I held him tightly, asking him if he was okay, to which he just nodded and thanked me for saving him.

"Let's use your leggies to make it up the stairs safely, yeah?" He gave me another quick nod, readjusting himself upwards while I helped him get upstairs without anymore accidents.

We finally landed inside of the room, and tumbled onto each other, groaning while trying our best to get in the bed. However, since we were so drunk, our vision was blurry, and all that we could do, for the next ten minutes, was laugh non-stop.

My throat was aching from how hard I was laughing, while Namjoon was on the verge of tears from his own cackling. I don't know what we drank during the cocktail hour at the wedding, but I'm glad that we drank it.

The reason why I didn't remember what drink got us the most drunk, is because we didn't have one simple alcoholic beverage. Hyunseok and Jaebum had the bright idea of challenging us to see who could drink the most, and needless to say... I think that those two are going to skip their honeymoon or spend it in the hospital, intoxicated.

Now that I think about it, it makes me want to laugh. And now that I'm laughing, Namjoon is laughing again... Oh, here we go again.

"R- remember when they sat them on those chairs and lifted them up?" Namjoon said.

"Remember? How can I forget?! I was the one who lifted Hyunseok! And also the one who had to carry him when the chair broke. Man, he landed on my back so roughly. I think I left my lungs on the dance floor." The veins on my neck showed from how hard I was laughing. It's possibly one of the best feelings ever.

I love being happy.

But I love sharing my happiness with Namjoon even more. If it weren't for him, then I probably wouldn't be laughing at this moment. I owe him so much. I just want to make him happy for as long as I can.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Namjoon caught me staring at him, so I just winked at him, standing up.

"Do you want to dance with me?" The man stood up from the floor we were previously laying down on, and reached out to grab my hand. At first, I thought that he was going to start dancing by my side. But NO, he pushed me out of the way to choose a song to dance to.

I, feeling dizzy and drunk, flew over the bed and landed on a rug. Namjoon was about to grab me, when he turned his back around and turned the volume all the way up without realizing it. The music hadn't started yet, so in the meantime, he climbed over the bed and helped me get back up on my feet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you. Are you okay?" With the look he was giving me, how can I not be okay? I felt as though I was staring at an angel.

He wrapped his arms around my tiny waist as I giggled when he pulled me back up.

"Whew! Thank you, I'm oka- WHAT THE TITBALLS!?" My heart sank to the floor when the song started playing out of nowhere, giving both Namjoon and I a minor injury when our heads bumped together.

"Are you okay?" I asked, rubbing his head. (A/N: The head with a brain in it, you pervs 😏) The man quickly turned the music down and looked back at me with a confused look.

"I'm fine. Did you just say "Titballs" ... What even are titballs, Seokjin?" I felt my ears turn red as he continued to giggle, making me blush out of embarrassment.

"Sorry, it's just this thing Hyunseok and I had made up when we were younger." His gaze suddenly changed, now staring at me with a smile.

"SORRY? Are you kidding? That's the best thing I've ever heard. Hell, instead of using swear words, I'll just curse everyone out with the word Titballs! Imagine me using it in a sentence!" I pondered for a moment, coming up with a quick scenario in my head.

"Kim Namjoon walks into his office on a Monday Morning and realizes that he left an important document back in his home. When he was about to leave his office, the paparazzi ran up to him and started to interrogate him with personal questions like:

"Mr. Kim, where do you plan on going next week?"

"Mr. Kim, are you married yet?"

"Mr. Kim, look over here! Over here, Mr. Kim!" To which, the bold, brave man gathered up everyone's attention by shouting, "SHUT YOUR NINE INCH TITBALLS UP AND LET ME GET TO MY CAR."

Dispatch suddenly turned away and watched as a further pissed Namjoon, got in his car and took off. How was that?"

Third Person's POV❤

[A/N: 💋 If you haven't played Namjin's national Anthem yet, now would be a good time to do so. Enjoy 💋 ]

Seokjin asked, turning over to Namjoon, who was clapping.

"Ever considered being an Author instead? Because I can hire you to be my personal novelist." He smirked, bringing the man to his knees. His eyes landed directly onto Jin, who was now rubbing his hands against his lap.

Namjoon watched as the older male moved up to him, hovering above his body to give him a soft kiss.

"The only paragraphs I'll ever have to write, are the ones scripted on your body. To me, you are my book, and I'm an Author that has to complete the last chapter entitled "Seducing My Boss", sir." Jin gave the man a wink, placing his soft lips against his own.

"Don't call me sir, you can call me boss for the night." The young male guided his sub down to his hardened member, staring down at him.

Jin innocently cocked his head up and looked up at the dom, tricking him with his angelic stare, unaware that his inner incubus was about to posses his body, in the current state he was in.

Before he could even fully unzip his pants and pull them down all the way, Jin had already slid hi hand directly inside of his boxers, allowing Namjoon's hard-on to sloppily
slump over his jeans.

"Oh, something's not right down here." Jin stated, making the younger man furrow his eyebrows at him out of curiosity.

"I know just the thing to help fix it the problem." He wrapped his lips around the man's length, bobbing his head up and down, while Namjoon's eyes rolled to the back of his head, hissing at the sensation Jin's mouth was giving him.

The warmth of his lips provided him with the friction he desired the most at the moment
right now, but it wasn't enough for long. After a while, Namjoon started to crave more of the older male.

"Fuck..." Jin pulled out of his lover's length, closing his eyes when a line of ribbons shot directly onto his face. Namjoon leaned down, caressing the male's neck.

"Do you like it when daddy cums on your pretty face, my love?" He asked, bringing the older closer to him. Jin hovered above his body, placing his knees in either side of the bed while running his hands around Namjoon's chest.

"Of course I do. But you know what I love even more?" Namjoon raised his eyebrow at the older, smirking at him in response.

"When daddy cums inside of me." His lover admitted, guiding Namjoon's length directly into his entrance, leaving it inside of him for a while before riding the man like a wild beast, curving his spine to the touch of his boyfriend's hand, squeezing down on his waist.

He grinded his body on Namjoon's torso, earning a spank from the dom while he sucked on his neck, leaving hickeys all over him, marking his tender flesh with his teeth.

"More?" Namjoon asked, panting. Jin nodded, telling the other to thrust into him faster.

"Yes... Yes... Please, more." His lips suddenly parted as his hissing increased, taking in the pain and pleasure all at once, begging for more as his heartbeat accelerated by the minute.

Namjoon's forehead was covered in sweatbeads as he felt droplets of sweat run down Jin's back, dripping onto his hands. He held onto the older male, tightly, while speeding up the pace within his pelvic thrusts.

"Namjoon. Agh... Namjoon!" Seokjin clenched his jaw, pushing his head back as the dom continued to pound in and out of him.

And with one last hefty thrust, Namjoon released his thick, white ribbons of cum underneath Jin's ass, while the older male squirted all over his torso, breathing heavily.

Afterwards, Jin breathed out and nearly fell off of the bed. Luckily, the younger snaked his arm around his waist and pulled him back down onto the bed, where they remained, cuddled up.

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