The Kim twins

Chapter 25: Promise.

Namjoon was in his room, for the past two days he didn't walk out of it. Hoseok told him that he hasn't seen Jin with Sohee, and the rumor was that they broke up. Jin certainly moved fast. Well, he couldn't complain. It was what he wanted after all. He was startled when Jin walked in his room. Hoseok was already in his class, so that left Namjoon alone. Thankfully his ribs didn't hurt anymore, but his face was still... aggravated.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Jin shook his head. Namjoon was on his bed, a book beside him. His jaw was purple with yellow splashes. "I've hit you pretty hard."

"Yes, you did. Came to gloat?" Namjoon smiled. It wasn't just Jin that bruised him, his father was too.

"Actually, I came to spend time with you. If you'll have me." Jin placed his backpack on the floor, near the bed.

"I'll always have you." Namjoon moved aside to make some space for Jin.

Jin smirked and sat on the bed next to Namjoon. "Wanna Netflix?"

Namjoon shrugged. "Sure. What do you want to watch?"

"I'll let you chose. You're the one hurt."

Namjoon took his laptop and placed it on Jin's lap, his head on the older's shoulder. He chose the movie 'me before you.' At first they paid attention to the movie, but after a few minutes, Namjoon started to feel the tension in the room. Having Jin so close to him, made his senses go wild. Hoseok was right. If it felt good, why should he be against it? He slightly moved his head and blew some hot air in Jin's ear.

Jin turned his head inches away from Namjoon. "What are you doing?" He whispered. He was afraid that if he would speak louder, the magic will break.

"Shh." Namjoon shushed him. He kissed Jin's jaw, nibbled his earlobe, licked his neck.

Jin gripped on the bed sheets and closed his eyes. What Namjoon was doing to him, felt amazing. Like his body was attacked with tiny pleasurable needles. Namjoon took the laptop and pushed it aside. He climbed Jin's lap. "I was serious you know." Namjoon smirked. "I do want you. But..."

"But what?" Jin didn't move an inch, he didn't want to.

"I don't want to be your bitch, Jin."

Namjoon's expression was dead serious as his fingertips come to rest against his cheeks, eyes never leaving his. It's enough for Jin to suck in a breath. He leaned down and kissed him, slowly, taunting him. His tongue pushed past the defenses of his teeth to slide in, melting along with Jin's in a heated dance. Eventually, they slow back down. Their kiss becomes gentler, subtler, to the point where Jin barely moves.

Namjoon parted Jin's leg, slipping between them, his hands grabbing his thighs in a strong hold. He started rubbing his cock against Jin's crotch, both members already hard. Jin tried, he really did try to keep his thoughts rational. Yet, the blood that flowing through his veins was warm. His face was flushed, his lips were red and swollen.

"You look ravishing." Namjoon beamed. He stopped for a second to admire the man underneath him.

"You don't look bad yourself." Jin counter attacked.

Namjoon chuckled. "Can we be equals?"

"Equals?" We won't ever be equals, Jin thought. He remembered now. He remembered how Namjoon was more likely to betray him, and that hurt. Because like it or not, Jin was falling for the boy.

"Yes. Equals. I want to taste you. I want to fuck you too."

Jin smirked. "I might let you. First, I need to know you're not running away."