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

~ fifteen ~

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Your dad...', Namjoon started.
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Jin fluttered his eyes and looked him straight in the his eyes. He didn't know how to continue his words. Did he really wanted him to know so soon or is it better for him to meet his dad tomorrow? Jin was at it again, his cute yet arousing habit of studying his face, starting from his eyes to his maroon eyebrows, lower down his cheeks, nose and lastly his full lips, which were too soft to steal kisses from. 'As I told you, he's watching us from above, funny what?' The boy smiled, supressing his actual pain. Those eyes. Close to break out and fall in his arms. With zero hestitation he flashed Jin the realest warmest smile, loving how caring and thoughtful he was. 'Do you miss him?' To Namjoon's dumb question, Seokjin rolled his eyes and lowered his gaze to his swinging feet. He chuckled to himself before looking back to the mafia. 'I do. A lot. I sometimes wish that mom should've died instead of him. Isn't it weird for a son to wish such thing?', only Namjoon could hear the pain in his voice, fighting hard to not break down any moment. 'Hm, it's okay to do so...You're the strongest and smartest person I've ever seen and you also know the best for yourself. I wish you would stay longer here' The last part was more like muttered under his breath and he sighed loudly at the thought of him leaving his life so soon. An idea popped up in his head before he stood up and quickly ran out. 'Give me a minute'

As soon as he left the room, he ran downstairs and shouted some names, whose owners rushed to his direction. 'Prepare the garden. Blankets, pillows, a little snack bar- oh make sure you include a dinner-like menu and sweets, a telescope, led lights, stuffed animals and yeah that's it' The workers bowed one by one before they left and made their way to grand the boss' demand, already worrying how they would prepare so many things in a short time. He imagined the scene in his head, smiling like an idiot at the thought of him and Jin on a late night date in his garden. He decided to run back to the boy, passing the rushing people in his house. Infront of his door, he knocked it, expecting Jin to get his ass up and open the it but his response was just a quiet 'Come in'. With a simple smile, he entered the room once again, finding the boy on the bed, laying above the soft blankets. 'Tired already?' A hum echoed in the room as he heard slow steps coming over his direction. He was about to lift his head from the blankets he had burried himself in before as he suddenly stood close to the male's face. 'I'll see you in five, downstairs' Namjoon blowed the strands of hair away from Jin's forehead. To this action, the boy's eyes tightly shut as if he expected something more when he saw Namjoon's lips form a kissing shape, where in reality all he wanted was to make him all flush with fever. With a smirk he left the room, the door shutting with a silent thud. 'Seokjin come to your senses' he whispered to himself when he realised the situation. 'you'll never ever meet him again, stop acting like the main character' he scolded himself before he got on his feet and made his way out of the threatening four walls of his room.

He lazily walked down the stairs, eyes lowered and not in the mood at all. 'Where are y-' His words got caught in his throat at the sight of Namjoon with a very shiny background, which wasn't much visible due to the glass door which led to the garden. The silence dominated every little sound such as Jin's small footsteps, slowly closing the distance between them, not before Joon reached for the boy's hand. 'You're being too obvious when you see things you love' With a panicked expression Seokjin directly shot back. 'W-Who sa-said that I love you- get out of your imagination...it's not good there!' Before he could say one more word, Namjoon dragged the complaining male to the garden and let him kneel down on the fluffy sheets that were spread out on the fresh grass. 'I meant this, you idiot' Even though Namjoon couldn't read Jin's facial expression, he knew that something was off. Seokjin kept switching his gaze between the boss and the place. Without exchanging a single word, he sat down next to the boy and shifted him closer to himself by gently grabbing his waist. 'Let me guess, you used to do this with your dad' Jin unexpectedly smiled to himself and turned to Joon. 'Sometimes I wonder what my life would be when he would be alive. Would he still kiss my forehead and whisper a warm good night before I sleep or be playful with me? Maybe...I wish I knew back then that those moments were my last moments with him. It's painful to remember his last goodbye to me. He shouldn't have died. W-Would you forgive your father for leaving you on this cruel place, all by yourself, nobody on your side and all you have is an alcoholic mother?' Jin lowered his head as if his thoughts were as heavy as tons of iron bars. A tear that dropped onto the sheets caught Namjoon's attention while Jin added 'I bet your father would never do such thing. I mean, look at you. To own such a life...you must be god's favourite child' A sarcastic yet sweet laugh played in Namjoon's ears but he knew that it was more like a painful one rather than a joking laugh. Only if he could burst out and tell Seokjin that his father is alive, yet it's him who lives Jin's life.

'You have me' The boy lifted his head as fast as possible, locking their eyes as he suddenly bursted in laughters again. 'I will never ever meet you again. Didn't you tell me, either y'all gonna kill me tomorrow or send me home? Which in the end is the same shit' How could Namjoon tell him that he would do anything to keep and claim him. 'Kim Seokjin, can we kiss...forever?' To his question, the other didn't seem suprised. 'Don't promise me things you won't be able to keep' He giggled it off, totally ignoring Namjoon's honest question. 'I don't know much about love but you make me feel so...how should I explain it...' By a simple move, he grabbed Jin's hand and placed it right above his chest, where his heart hit against his palm. A moment of silence where both males were lost and dizzy due to the thoughts rushing inside their heads and it all found an end when all of a sudden Namjoon felt soft lips press against his own. He was shocked at the fact that the boy would ever dare to make any moves yet there he was, killing him softly with every small move of his lips.

+ Forever? Jin whispered against Joon's lips.

- Forever