Cinderella Guy - NamJin ✔️

12 AM/PM

"Everyone has tough times. The magic used will always have it's limit. The gems are also a glass beads once. When the day comes, I will hold you to the morning light. I will turn them into an ear ornament. And I bet I will fall in love with you again."

Cinderella Girl – King & Prince

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NamJin – Cinderella Guy

Namjoon got his heart stolen since the very first time he saw the pretty one walked in the sidewalk street, heading into the Sandwich Bar & Cafe, it was in a bright sunny day, around 12.00 PM just right before the bell from the nearest Church were ringing. And he saw again the pretty one at the same day around 10.00 PM when the pretty one walked outside the cafe and heading into the bus stop nearby. Namjoon was working on some project in the Sope art & architecture studio building which was in the opposite road of the cafe. Since that day, Namjoon would always take notice at some certain clock, as he would staring from the large window in the studio upstairs. And Namjoon would always be charmed by the beauty. Namjoon wanted to know the pretty one up close, but he haven't had much time to visit the cafe in the moment –even for afternoon tea– he could only become a secret admirer.

Not until a week later, when someone he knew from the old days - needed to payback a debt and this person offered Namjoon to take his beautiful boyfriend as the exchange of the amount of money. Who knows that this 'beautiful boyfriend' was the pretty one Namjoon adored most. At the very first thought, Namjoon question it. What kind of person wanted to sell his lover for the exchange of payment debt. And what kind of lover had the willing to protect his boyfriend such way. But Namjoon didn't refuse the idea. He accepted it.

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Namjoon groaned as he spilled his seed inside the pretty one, as the pretty one beneath him shuddered with the sudden high. Namjoon had to admit that his heart was like being pinched because the pretty one was crying since the moment he unbuttoned the pale pink shirt and caressed the milky soft skin. Namjoon had to admit that his heart was like being pinched as the pretty one sobbed when he spreaded wide those nice legs. Though he didn't stop doing what he was doing. He wanted the pretty one so bad, he was out of his mind.

Namjoon groaned as he spilled his seed inside the pretty one, as the pretty one beneath him shuddered with the sudden high.

"Taehyung, leave us alone."

Namjoon asked the person with the debt named Taehyung to leave his living room.

"But—"

"Leave."

Taehyung took a deep breath and sighed. "I'll fetch you tomorrow morning." He said as he took the pretty one's hand and kissed the knuckles. The upper body of the pretty one was on his lap, he brushed the damped bangs and caressed the pretty one's cheek.

The pretty one seemed didn't care of what happened and just blankly staring the wall as he tried to catch some breath.

"No need." Namjoon repositioned himself as he started to move again. "I will send him home when I feel I want to."

Taehyung brushed the nice black hair of the pretty one. "Alright then. I'll take my leave and hopefully you are not disappointed with our agreement, Namjoon hyung." Taehyung gently shifted and left the pretty one laid on the couch. "But I think, you quite enjoyed it." He didn't get a respond so he took his coat and walked heading into the main door of the luxury apartment. "Good night, Seokjin." He bid goodbye before he open the door. "I am really sorry, and thank you so much."

The door closed and the surrounding became so quiet, except the sound of Namjoon's manhood slapping and hitting inside the warm tight pink hole of the pretty one named Seokjin.

"I'll take you in - to my bedroom."

Namjoon said as he stood up carrying Seokjin, with the position of his manhood was still inside the pink hole of Seokjin. He closed the bedroom door and reached his bed. Shoved Seokjin into the mattress. Seokjin was totally naked, and Namjoon was still in full clothes, just his black coloured jeans was unzipped.

"Seokjin. Look at me." Namjoon demanded.

Seokjin didn't follow the request so that Namjoon had to cupped Seokjin's cheeks to make Seokjin see through his eyes. Their beads finally met. Seokjin was crying.

"I want you to manage the eye contact with me, whether you want it or not."

"I – I..." Seokjin choked on his tears. "I – I love Taehyung, very much."

"Does he love you? If Taehyung loves you, he won't offer me such agreement to fvck you as the exchange of his debt. Have you ever heard about 'the handsome devil' huh? Your boyfriend must be one of them."

Namjoon asked the real question as he pulled out his manhood and took off his clothes. Tossed his white long sleeves, his jeans, and his underwear on the bedroom floor.

"That kind of person usually cheated behind your back. Your boyfriend probably had another lover, maybe lovers so that's why he had the heart to did what he did. He sold you for his own benefits. He is probably heading into a fine and cozy coffee shop to see someone right now. So, as an early warning for your own decision, don't be sad nor heartbroken later, if someday you found him kissed a guy or girl, that is not you."

Namjoon shifted and opened the drawer on his bedside table, took a wide pink ribbon and a long rope. The digital clock on the bedside table just right turned into 00.00 when he tightly tied Seokjin's hands with the ribbon.

"But, he was right about one thing. I quite enjoyed what I'm doing right now."

Seokjin cried even more, probably just realized that he was too naive to believe that fairytale does exist, when it's not. Probably Seokjin just finally realized the harsh reality. And Namjoon, as much as he admit that he was wrong, he won't deny that he wanted Seokjin to see him. Namjoon wanted Seokjin to see no one, but him. Namjoon wanted Seokjin as much as he wanted the universe to revolves around him. Only him. As much as he admit that what he did was totally wrong, Namjoon wanted to be selfish. Namjoon wanted Seokjin terribly much. Namjoon wanted to own Seokjin, so bad. That's all. That's the only matter.

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A/N:

"Cinderella Girl" by King & Prince credit lyrics translation goes to ishiyama-ruka livejournal.

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