It's their first anniversary today, and Namjoon wanted it to be special. Summer had finally came, and the gods blessed the two with a summer vacation, just them together.

They both had been anticipating for this day to come, and Namjoon had an aesthetic setup for them. He knew Namjoon is all the clumsy type, but somehow he had managed how to drive, with the exception of Seokjin's hand onto his thigh, distracting him somehow. 

The path all the way up the mountain is quite a challenging way, and with the bumpy road they bounce this way and that, but they all just shrugged and laughed it off, especially when Namjoon gets his head bumped onto the car roof, and Seokjin would laugh at him.

"Just calm down, Kim Namjoon!" Seoljin would shout as he too, would have to focus on the road. "I'll teach you driving lessons, mister." Seokjin rolled his eyes and Namjoon smiled cheekily.

"Would actually love that, baby." The younger replied as he gripped tight onto the steering wheel.

Enduring the harsh bumps, that Kim Namjoon had been screaming profanities to, they had finally arrived at their destination, and they quickly unloaded the back of the car that took shade under the tree as it was really hot, despite them arriving at the afternoon.

Namjoon helped up Seokjin setting up their small tent, and Namjoon quickly gets the idea of the complex steps Seokjin couldn't decipher, only that Seokjin was the one doing work and Namjoon instructing him.

Namjoon went back towards the car trunk and pulled out the blankets, drooping it onto his shoulder before he traipses back towards their area, and he pauses once he sees Seokjin sitting on the grass, a smile across his face as the wind blows his brunette locks.

Fuck, that's so beautiful. I can't believe you are mine, Kim Seokjin.

Seokjin noticed his presence after a few seconds and he quickly stood up, giggling as he approaches the paralyzed Namjoon, and grabbing the blankets with a smug look. 

"Am I that handsome, Namjoon-ah?" He grins close-lipped and he leans to peck Namjoon's slightly chapped lips. 

Namjoon playfully rolled his eyes and he cups Seokjin's chin with a lopsided smile. 

"Shut up and let me kiss you." The younger remarks, fluttering his eyes close as he parts his lips to kiss Seokjin open mouthed, and Seokjin couldn't help but grip tight at the blankets as he kissed back, and he feels Namjoon's tongue tryin to break through, which he granted access to as he moans and blushes.

Seokjin pulls away with a pout and he smacks the younger on the arm, causing him to yelp.

"You player!" He frowns with the blush still visible on his cheeks and Namjoon chuckles.

"Whatever, hyung. I'll go get the marshmallows."

"Oh, you better. I am very impatient, Namjoon. And the sun is setting. We ought to make a campfire soon. And speaking of campfire, I'll take care of it, don't want my baby boy to get his skin burnt." Seokjin scrunches his nose adorably, before he places the blankets neatly inside the tent, and he even lied onto it comfortably.

Namjoon notices this and he slips into the tent, and he crawls on top of Seokjin with a grin. "Hey there, handsome. Thought you said you're going to make a campfire, hm?"

Namjoon's face is so beautiful, Seokjin thinks. He couldn't understand why other people thinks he's hideous. Namjoon is so beautiful, good god. Are you even real, Namjoon? The sunset's rays peeks through the small openings of the tent, highlighting Namjoon's presence oh so good Seokjin feels combusting.

Namjoon buried his face into the warmth of Seokjin's neck, and Seokjin pliantly bares his neck to the man. He felt Namjoon's kittenish licks against his sensitive spot and he sighs hotly, his body arching up against Namjoon's torso.

"W-why are you so hor-hormonal! Ugh, Kim Namjoon! I'm going to make a campfire!" Seokjin curled his hands onto Namjoon's shoulders and he pushes the latter away.

"Alright, baby." The younger pull away, giving space for Seokjin to get out of the camp. Namjoon pulled out the flashlight and the small pocketbook of To Kill A Mockingbird from his large short pockets (seriously, way too large and the short is too loose, but they didn't mind anyway). 

Namjoon started to read while Seokjin busies himself with the campfire outside the tent. He had sweat formed in rivulets trailing down the sides of his face, but even so he still finds himself handsome, and probably, hot.

Namjoon peeks through the opening of the tent, and the sun was barely there, just in time for the fire. He pulls out the flashlight and he chucks the book inside the tent and Seokjin pulled the container of marshmallows towards him, staking it, and letting it heat up by the campfire. 

Namjoon wrapped his arms around Seokjin's waist as they sat on the grass and he places his chin onto the elder's shoulder.

Namjoon parted his mouth, waiting for Seokjin to stuff his mouth with marshmallows, only for Seokjin to eat it up and Namjoon frowns.

"Come on, hyung. I want us to eat it together!"

"Eash ish shogesher? (Eat it together?)" Seokjin asks in a slightly flirty tone as he turns his head towards Namjoon, his right cheek bloated as it is stuffed with a large marshmallow.

With no further ado, Seokjin presses an open mouther kiss against Namjoon, Namjoon responding with a part of his mouth as his tongue went aggressive to grab the marshmallow from Seokjin's mouth through an intense liplocking session. Seokjin couldn't handle the force and he allow Namjoon to get the marshmallow with their salivas mixed together, and the elder in a furious blush. 

Namjoon pulls away as he hummed in satisfaction of the marshmallow, umbothered of how the kiss worked Seokjin up.

"I love you, Namjoon." Seokjin suddenly felt like blurting it all out, and the taller grinned at him.

"I love you too so much, Seokjin."