I'm in love with a criminal {Namjin FF} ✓

~ fourteen ~

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'I stole a boy's life' he blamed himself while attempting to take deep breaths but all of a sudden, there was a knock on the door.
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knock knock. Namjoon rushed to dry off his tears. 'Fuck off' His voice cracked. Another knock was heard. To cut off the annoying sound, he stood up, stomping towards the door to tear it open, only to find a small figure stand infront of him. 'I-I'm sorry about what I said earlier...' Jin started. He was honestly taken aback when he heard muffled cries from the next room. He never thought that mafia's had feelings too, or even cried. That sounded too...weak? Seokjin really felt bad for him, thinking he had to go through this almost everyday. There was silence until Jin slowly stepped closer to him. Namjoon didn't think of it much until he felt a pressure on his chest. Not much later he realised he was being tightly hugged, two arms wrapping around his broad body. After all Seokjin owed him a hug after that night when Joon helped him to calm down after that weird phone call with his mom. The difference was that the mafia didn't hug back at all. He stood there frozen. A quiet apologise was whispered before the comforting warmth disappeared. He watched the boy step back and turn around to leave but this time he didn't allow it. Namjoon quickly stopped him by crashing his chest against Jin's back. 'Stay here a bit longer...please' he connected both phrases with a short break before adding the second. They took a few steps back, closing the door before Joon turned Jin around to face him. Those eyes, only by looking at them, he could read a whole book in them. It took Namjoon everything to not press his lips on his own but in the end, he could hold himself back. Jin in other hand felt something in his chest he had never felt before. He wasn't sure wether it beat or not. They stared at each other for a bit longer as seconds passed by which felt like an eternity. Not wanting Jin to leave at all, Namjoon dragged the boy towards the bed and threw him on the matress, also crawling on the bed. The tension was awkward yet none of them seemed to care.

'Do you really mean it- I mean the way you act towards me?' The mafia asked, who laid parallelly opposite the other, looking straight back at him. Jin flashed him an confused look yet smiled at how weird the question sounded. 'You started with it' he argued, his eyes escaping the other's due to the fast rhythm of his heartbeat. 'It was you who made me like this first' Namjoon admitted while shifting closer to him. 'You kissed me first' Jin clapped back and also shifted closer. 'Now that you've mentioned it...' a smirk formed on Namjoon's lips as he slowly hovered above Jin, whose eyes widen at this action. The gap between their faces decreased by each second as Seokjin closed his eyes, expecting a gentle kiss on his lips but instead, he felt Joon's lips on his forehead. That thing in his chest wouldn't turn off it's loud volume. 'Ahh boy...too expectant, I see' Namjoon sighed out, plopping next to his body as he faced the white ceiling. 'I-I n-no why w-would I think o-of s-such- oh god' Jin stuttered, embarassment written on his face and the man Namjoon is, couldn't stop making fun of his state. Then they were at it again, locking eyes and staring deeply at each other. 'Let me know you' he asked calmly, trying his best not to ruin this heaven-like moment with him. 'I'm the most handsome boy you ever laid your eyes on. Is that information enough?' Jin wiggled his eyebrows at him but the raven haired boy shook his head no so he continued. 'Kim Seokjin, shortly Jin. I...uhm I-' he paused a while before he spoke up again. 'I love doing things that I like. Like singing, watching the stars or play with plushies. Oh- I almost forgot to mention that I'm also a big eater. Your turn' Namjoon who mentally wrote down his hobbies, soon paid attention to his demand. They talked for a while, exposing their informations and secrets as hours passed like minutes and minutes like seconds.

'so...you'll be probably free by tomorrow' Namjoon said with a sigh, showing signs of sadness while playing with Seokjin's hand, which rested between their bodies. 'I hope I didn't cause you much burden' This made the now frowning man flick his forehead. For a moment he remained silent before adding more. 'I don't want your pity. I already know what you think about me. I know that I might be a basic toy or ATM for people but it's okay. I was actually used to live like this. B-But then...you popped out of nowhere. I- I shouldn't feel like this towards a someone from the mafia but at the way you treat me, I can't stop feeling like a- like a somebody. I might be naive too and maybe you're taking advantage of it but even if you do, I love it, every moment of it and the fact that I won't ever meet you again makes me sad but I promise that I'll never forget you, even if I die, I'll tell dad and god about you. I'll become your guardian angel Namjoon' Jin smiled as he playfully hit the other's chest while tears threatened to fall down. All of a sudden, he remembered again. His dad, master. Should he tell him about it?'

'Your dad...', Namjoon started.