Promises

4

It had been a week since The Kims got married and the media was still camping out of Namjoon's building to get a glimpse of his husband. Seokjin went out of the building wearing a grey hoodie and ripped jeans to go to the nearest cafe and get him and Namjoon some breakfast. He was too lazy to make it and it was a weekend and he wanted to laze around. As he came back with the bag of food, he went near one of the reporters, "Who are you waiting for?"

The reporter turned to him and huffed, "For Kim Namjoon's partner."

"Right..." Seokjin said while sipping on his coffee, "Have you seen him?"

The reporter shook his head, "No. That's why we are here. To get to see his face."

"Ahh." Seokjin nodded, "Do you think he will come out in a suit piece? On a weekend?"

The reporter laughed, "of course not. But he would definitely wear a mask. And then we will tell him to take the mask off."

Seokjin showed as if he was impressed, "You know what? Good job. Keep going. Our country would be proud of you for running after a businessman."

Before the reporter could understand the sarcasm, Seokjin went into the building and the door closed behind him. He was grateful that the security didn't allow them into the building.

As he set the food on the table, Namjoon came out of the shower, "Ah, you went out?"

Seokjin looked up and he witnessed a freshly showered Namjoon. His hair was wet and he didn't wear anything but his jogger's pants. He was drying his hair with the towel around his shoulder. Seokjin had to physically look away from the toned abs and the flexing biceps for his sanity.

"Yeah. I was too lazy to cook. I hope that's okay."

Namjoon looked at the food that was in front of his plate and sighed in content, "That's fine. I am good."

Seokjin sat in front of him and took the chopsticks to eat, "How do you handle the reporters and the fame?"

"It's easy when you are just cooped up in a studio for hours. I come home tired and don't have the energy to face reporters so I take the back entrance."

"There is a back entrance?"

Namjoon looked at Seokjin, "You didn't know that?"

"Well, we don't know many things about each other." Seokjin chuckled and started eating.

Namjoon snorted and hid it behind his hand, "I was an assistant producer for Bang pdnim with Yoongi before starting the company. He has a major share in our company as well. I don't like seafood. But shrimp is fine. I like all types of meat though."

Seokjin nodded, "Thanks for the warning. I was going to make it soon." Seokjin hummed as he was thinking, "I have done my graduation from Konkuk University and I modelled for a year and a half before I quit it and started teaching acting in SNU. I like plushies and travelling."

Namjoon was listening to the entire thing very attentively. Seokjin felt a little embarrassed by the attention he was getting. Jiwon never listened to Seokjin like this. He would always cut Seokjin in between to tell him that he was bragging. He shrugged the thought away and smiled at Namjoon who was now eating his breakfast.

"Oh, I was thinking that as it is the weekend today, I will shift my stuff here."

Namjoon put his chopsticks down and hummed, "I can go with you."

"Huh?"

"I mean if you don't mind, I can go with you."

Seokjin smiled and shook his head, "No, I will be fine."

"I insist."

Seokjin sighed. Ah, the puppy eyes again. Seokjin was a weak man, okay?

"Okay." Seokjin agreed and Namjoon gave a dimpled smile to Seokjin. Seokjin had never noticed the dimples Namjoon had. It had been a week living with him and he had not taken in Namjoon's features yet. What a shame.

Seokjin felt a blush creaking through his neck and he looked at the food and continued eating.

Seokjin had a sudden idea and his face lit up, "Namjoon..."

Namjoon looked up, "Huh?"

"Do you wanna tease the reporters?"

Thus, they went out from the main entrance, while Seokjin wore a mask and Namjoon had just his glasses on. Seokjin had immediately regretted the idea. The flashes of the camera returned and now they were accompanied by questions.

"Who is your husband?"

"Why is his face hidden?"

"What does he do?"

Seokjin sighed after sitting in the car and shook his face, "This was a bad idea."

Namjoon chuckled, "You should get used to this. You will have to show them your face someday."

Seokjin cleared his throat but didn't say anything.