Secrets [NAMJIN]

28 [M]

Warning: smut ahead.

They walked to Namjoon's bedroom, still into each other's arms and smiling lovingly at each other. Namjoon closed the door with his leg and turned them around. "How do you still smell so good after working for hours?"

Seokjin giggled, "I was sitting in my office all day."

"Hmm..." Namjoon attacked his neck, directly going for the weak points.

Seokjin's breath hitched and he hissed and whined, "Fuck... You remember my weakness. It is so hot. Damn it!"

Namjoon looked at him and smiled, "You looked so hot back there when you were folding your sleeves. I would have definitely pinned you to the wall if I were the young teenager."

Seokjin rolled his eyes and laughed, "But you know what turns me on? You in the apron, moving in the kitchen with an ace. When did you learn how to cook? More importantly, how many houses did you burn?"

Namjoon laughed and hid his face in the crook of Seokjin's neck, "One house." He started nipping on the skin under his ear.

"Wow! Th-ah. That's a very less number." Seokjin hissed at the sensation and moan. "I don't think my old self would be able to handle your pace, Joo-ah, shit."

Namjoon looked up again and kissed Seokjin's nose, "Don't worry. I know how to handle you. And you are not that old. Trust me."

Seokjin smiled and connected their lips. The kiss was passionate and hungry. Tongue fought for dominance and hands roamed everywhere. Namjoon finally got the hem on the pent and he untucked Seokjin's shirt. He opened a few buttons and then took it off from over his head, too impatient to open every button. Luckily for Seokjin, Namjoon was only wearing a t-shirt and that too was off soon.

Seokjin's hands roamed around Namjoon's defined chest and the hard abs, "How do you still manage to be so buff?"

Namjoon shrugged, "Exercise." He led both of them to the bed and lied Seokjin on the bed and hovered above him. Namjoon kissed Seokjin's forehead and smiled fondly, "I love you hyung."

There were tears in Seokjin's eyes. Sure, Namjoon had said it on the phone when he was with Mr Kim, but Seokjin knew it was to piss his father off. After that, Namjoon had never said those words again. Many times Seokjin imagined how it would be when Namjoon would say it again and mean it. His imagination didn't even come close to this. Seokjin searched Namjoon's eyes for any lingering doubts or regrets but he didn't find any.

Namjoon kissed his nose, "You are overthinking. I mean it."

Seokjin sucked a huge amount of air and smiled through his tears, "I- I love you too Namjoonie. I love you so much. I missed you so much."

Namjoon knew where this came from. Where he came from. He ducked down and connected their lips in a chaste kiss. The kiss held more meaning, more feelings, more emotions. Namjoon's hands roamed around Seokjin's skin so delicately, that they were barely touching. Seokjin's body would vibrate every time Namjoon would press a little harder. Seokjin closed his eyes and his back arched beautifully. Namjoon left his mouth and attacked the neck followed by the wide shoulders and then going down to the nipples. Seokjin was panting and moaning mess by now.

"Gosh, it's been so lo-ah, long..." Seokjin's statements were slurred.

Namjoon looked up from where he was, "Yeah? How long, hyung?"

Seokjin got up on his elbows and smirked, "12 years."

Namjoon whined, "Fuck. Really? You haven't even touched yourself?"

Seokjin shook his head that made Namjoon go crazy. He went up and put his hand on Seokjin's back and the other around his cheek, "You must have suffered just as much as I did." He kissed Seokjin's forehead, "I guess you suffered more." a kiss on a cheek. "There was guilt, anger, sadness." a kiss on the other cheek." But now everything is solved. We are together. We are a family. You are with me, with our daughter. And no one can change that."

And he finally kissed the lips. A hungry kiss. He pushed Seokjin on his back again and the hand went down to open the pants. He broke the kiss and took off his pants along with his boxers, never leaving the eye contact, "You look so pretty. Always looked so pretty."

Seokjin smiled sweetly and turned them around with a force, sitting on his heels and on Namjoon's abdomen, "Uhuh? But did you forget who is always in charge?"

Namjoon chuckled. He picked himself on elbows and shook his head, "You will always have the control on me. Even if you are bottoming."

Seokjin proudly smiled, "That's good to know." Seokjin moved his hips and it affected Namjoon directly on his member under his sweatpants.

"Fuck, hyung." Namjoon lost his control and fell on the back. He held Seokjin in his place by his waist, "You are not riding me today. Not when we are doing this after so long. Let me do the work." He turned them again after Seokjin shyly nodded. He loved how his hyung turned pink so fast. Namjoon stood up entirely and discarded the clothes remaining on him. He went to the drawer and came back with lube and condom.

"I would have made the move sooner or later. So..." He explained himself when Seokjin looked at him with a sceptical look.

Seokjin laughed and opened his arms in the air to invite him again to himself. Where he belonged. Namjoon happily complied and hovered above him again, "I will be gentle."

Seokjin nodded and Namjoon gave him a peck before sitting on his heels between Seokjin's legs and pouring a generous amount of lube on his fingers. He circled his finger around Seokjin's hole, making him hiss at the coldness. Slowly he entered the finger and soon Seokjin's groans turned to moans and whines. The fingers increased too. One became two and two became three.

"You are so tight, hyung. So good. You are doing so good." Namjoon encouraged Seokjin to feel comfortable around him. Seokjin was whining and moaning so loud, he knew they were going to receive a noise complaint tomorrow. But no one cared. Namjoon stretched and twisted his fingers for the last time before taking them out. Seokjin whined at the emptiness but didn't complain. He knew what was coming next.

Namjoon broke the wrapper with his teeth and rolled the condom on his member quickly. He poured a generous amount of lube and got ready to enter Seokjin again. He looks at the elder, who had closed his eyes in anticipation. Namjoon chuckled and pressed the tip on the entrance and kissed his hyung to distract him from the pain. He took hold of his hand that was fisting the bedsheet and intertwined their fingers. They both groaned when he bottomed out.

"Tell me if it's uncomfortable," Namjoon said, kissing his jaw.

Seokjin nodded and patted him on the back with the other hand, "Mo- move."

Namjoon started with low thrusts and soon picked up his pace. As he had promised his hyung, he was gentle. He was so gentle that Seokjin could cry if he was not preoccupied with his pleasure. He was so sensitive that he could cum right now just from a few thrusts. But he controlled himself and calmed himself down as much as he could. And that didn't last long as Namjoon increased his pace. Namjoon held Seokjin's waist and started thrusting faster and harder.

"I'm close! Fuck, Joonie. So close!"

"You can do it hyung, cum for me, baby." Namjoon said, dropping his pitch a few octaves. Seokjin gasped and arched his back as he came shouting Namjoon's name.

This was the best part for Namjoon. Seokjin looked all fucked out with his eyes closed and mouth open. Breathing heavily and trying not to cry. It sent him over the edge and his thrusts started faltering. He came soon after with a groan. He hid his face in Seokjin's neck and panted heavily. Seokjin combed Namjoon's hair and smiled, "That was amazing."

Namjoon looked up and laughed, "Yeah?" He pecked Seokjin's cheekbone and hummed, "I enjoyed it too."

Namjoon got out of Seokjin, making both of them wince. He threw the condom and came back with a wet towel. He cleaned Seokjin and himself thoroughly. Didn't want his hyung to be sticky and uncomfortable. As soon as Namjoon lied beside him, Seokjin put his head on Namjoon's chest and smiled when he felt Namjoon's hand on his back, pulling him closer. "I am happy that we are falling back to normal again."

Namjoon hummed, "Me too."