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2 weeks had passed, seokjin's apartment was finally completely cleaned and safe to go in. he still mainly stayed at namjoon's place for protection. chanyeol made no moves towards jin or anyone around him, he almost forgot about him. namjoon began to slowly eliminate those who had infiltrated rose noire. he killed them himself, one by one.

not all of them, but those who if disappeared, no one would even notice.

namjoon looked down at the male who had tears running down his face. "please RM, let me live, i could be useful, i'll do whatever just pleas-" he cried but was cut off by a bullet piercing his skull. his body dropped to the floor with a thud. blood was splattered everywhere.

the ringing sound of the gun still echoed throughout the empty warehouse. namjoon just looked down, watching the lifeless body spill blood as if it was a drink that tipped over. he felt nothing, he was desensitized to all of this, the dead bodies, begging for their lives, and floors dotted with red. he just stepped away from the body, signaling for the cleaning crew to do their thing. he walked through the warehouse, it was empty. not a soul was in there.

he looked at all the stacks of product they had, they were running a little low. "more buyers i guess." namjoon mumbled to himself. they didn't usually run this low this quickly. namjoon made his way to the building's front door and walked out.

as he stepped closer and closer to the door his phone rang in his pocket. he pulled it out, ready to click ignore but decided against it when he saw the name. he hit the little green button and pressed the phone against his ear.

"hey baby, what's up." namjoon spoke softly. he hadn't seen jin since that morning when he left. it was now nearing 11pm and this is the first time that they have spoken.

"hey joonie, are you coming home soon, i have a little surprise for you." jin purred through the phone.

"yeah, getting in the car right now, what do you have planned?"

"wouldn't be a surprise if i told you now would it? besides it's better if i show you rather than tell you. so hurry home." jin said, he really couldn't wait until namjoon got home. he'd been planning this night all day. he needed it to go right.

"okay, okay, i'm on my way right now, give me 10 minutes."

"okay, text me when you're outside."

"i will, bye baby."

"bye joonie."

jin quickly hung up the phone and ran to the kitchen. he placed two plates with strawberry cheesecake on them out. it was like a candlelit dinner but instead of dinner, dessert.
and hopefully another kind of dessert after if the direction of this night goes as planned.

he ran to the mirror, flattening out wrinkles in namjoon's button up shirt. he didn't want to dress out too much so he just threw on one of namjoon's button ups, a pair of short, shorts and white fluffy socks. he was prepared for tonight, he was ready, scared, but ready nonetheless.

he went into the room and made sure everything was where it needed to be. "lube, check, handcuffs, maybe not yet. this is our first time, i can't spring that onto him just yet." he said to himself while picking up the handcuffs and other small toys and placing them back into a box and into the closet.

his heart was racing, beating so loud he was sure the neighbors could hear it. this would be their first time, they still haven't gotten past the hickeys stage but seokjin was sure he was ready, they'd been together for a few months now, he's honestly been ready. hopefully namjoon is as well.

seokjin heard his phone ding, he picked it up to see a message from namjoon. he hurriedly ran downstairs and pressed the button to open the gate. then he went to the front door and stood by it waiting for his boyfriend to come in.

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