"You found the parts of me I didn't know existed and in you, I found a love I no longer believed was real..."
In which two broken souls fill up the void in each other, journeying through pain, heartbreak, love and perfection...
He was like a drug I had a taste and now, I craved for more... My strange addiction...
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The sun rays spilled in through the lilac curtains, their warmth gently caressing the sleeping beauty. He stirred beneath the sheets, not wanting to get up because damn, those sheets were soft. Slowly, his eyes flickered open and he winced from the sudden brightness. With a groan, Jin sat up and leaned against the headboard. For a second, he was confused as he didn't recognize the room he was in. And then, memories of the previous night flooded his brain.
The contract
Mr Kim's house
The sex...
Wait, hold up... They didn't have sex... Holy fuck
He remembered telling himself he could take it. He also remembered almost passing out from the intensity of the pain. Namjoon's dick quite literally ripped his asshole. Said asshole was aching with pain, though it had dulled a bit overnight.
The contract was now shit. Now Namjoon knew he was a virgin and it would be revoked.
"One thing, just one thing and you fucked it up, Jin. Congrats" he muttered and headed for the bathroom, which took a maximum effort of clinging to nearby objects for support and his legs nearly giving up on him. The water that Namjoon had set for him the night before was now cold, so he drained it out and filled the tub with steaming hot water. It stung his wounded ass when he submerged in the water but it had to be done, the blood had already caked in his butt.
His thoughts haunted him as he washed up. Namjoon hadn't slept in his room. Because of him. He felt terrible and he dreaded seeing Namjoon afterwards but it couldn't be avoided. It was his house.
A dozen minutes later and Jin was dressed in his last night clothings, walking down the spiral stairs, footsteps cautious, heart in hand. As he stepped into the large living room, he saw Namjoon sitting on a plush sofa with his legs crossed as he went through some paperwork. His face was void of any emotion and that alone made Jin a thousand times more nervous.
"Um... Er-good morning." Jin stuttered, his eyes on the ground.
"Seokjin, you're awake, I see"He said without looking up and after a minute or two of uncomfortable silence, he set the papers aside and focused on the shaking man.
"Come closer. I believe we have some issues to discuss"
Jin did and stood in front of Namjoon, looking into his eyes and not daring to look away from the hard stare he was getting.
"I'm gonna keep this short and simple; I ask the questions, you answer them truthfully, hmm?" He asked though it sounded more like a statement than a question. Jin nodded.
"Good. First-"
Please don't ask if I'm a virgin please don't ask if I'm a virgin please don't ask if I'm a virgin...
"-Are you a virgin?"
Goddamn it
"Yes." Namjoon's stare turned into a glare at his response and he sat up straight.
"And you didn't think that this information was crucial before you signed the contract!" He shouted and Jin jumped a little in fright. Namjoon sounded terrifying and he look much worse.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"Yes, but you lied. Maybe you never said it in the first place but you damn well implied it! I wanted someone experienced, someone who could match my pace not an amateur!" He seethed in anger. This was truly annoying and he was going to make sure Yoongi received a good earful about it.
"I am not a man of tolerance and I most certainly will not tolerate lies. If I wanted a virgin, I could've gotten one myself, afterall, many people would beg on their knees to be fucked by me, virgins and pro's alike. My driver will drop you off, you may leave. Your services are no longer required"
Jin felt his heart drop and his legs go stiff. The contract was off. The same contract he signed barely two days ago was off and he hadn't gained anything other than pain and guilt from being dishonest. He felt horrible about it and wanted to plead with the CEO to give him a second chance but the harsh look from the other already told him what the answer would be.
So with a heavy heart, he turned away, headed for the front door.
"I'm sorry, Namjoon" He whispered and walked out, leaving behind a fuming man, who was more pissed off about shit not working out than the lie.
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It's short but next chapter will make up for it.
I am presently packing for college and gosh I'm sad. It's kinda a bittersweet feeling.
I made a book cover for taebbyboy but I have no idea what to do with it, it was just an experiment.
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