Truly Madly Deeply (namjin) (jinkook)

XX You are in love

I simply want it to be gentle because this is the first time we've been intimate. Given that this was just the beginning of our many days and nights together, I felt that our passionate sex was enough for the evening.

After the stimulating shower, we lay on my bed. I drew him near to me and gently stroked his face while giving him a peppery kiss all over. He lies next to me, and I can't believe it. I don't mind that Jin is almost falling asleep. I give him a forehead kiss as I explore his exquisite, gentle face.

My feelings for Seokjin have remained unchanged over the years. Even if he wasn't my first love, I still think the world of him. I know for myself that I love him, even if I wasn't allowed to date him or profess my feelings for him in the past. Although it's challenging to explain, you already know why because Seokjin is Seokjin.

After one final look at Jin, I had fallen asleep entirely.

At 7:00 a.m., Jin was not there when I awoke. I hastily stood up to check the kitchen and bathroom for Jin, but he was gone. To see if Jin had left a note, I returned to the room. When I noticed a note next to my bedside, I felt relieved. I read what was written as I opened it: "Take care, baby, and wish me luck." I don't know what it means to wish me luck. Jin's phone number eluded me. when I last checked. He is still disconnected from any social media platforms.

When I phoned Taehyung right away to see whether he had Jin's or the architect Sehun's number, he said he didn't since he knew I would get it.

FUCK!!! We were so engrossed in what transpired the previous night that we failed to collect Jin's phone number, which made me mad. I'm not sure how to get in touch with him. I can't ask Yoongi or Jimin because Jin, despite being Jimin's best man, hid the fact that he was in Korea to attend Jimin's wedding.

If he wants me, I guess I'll have to wait until he gets in touch with me. I sincerely hope he does, because I would be heartbroken if he did not.

After work, I immediately went home to prepare dinner in the hopes that Jin would remember me and stop by to say hello. To find out if Jin would be present, I asked Taehyung if he could hang out at Club 8 with Hoseok.

It's now 9:00 p.m., and I'm eagerly awaiting Taehyung's news. I prepared some steak and carbonara. 10:00 pm: I can't help it; I'm starving. Seokjin had forgotten everything that transpired the previous evening. If he merely sees it as a one-night stand, I can understand that. With someone like the great Namjoon, I couldn't compete.

10:45 p.m.: I heard a doorbell ring. It was Jin when I looked at the door monitor. He was holding a box of Neapolitan pizza and a bottle of whisky when I opened it.

I gave him a warm welcome while beaming broadly. I refrained from crying out of happiness so as not to overwhelm Seokjin.

When he hoisted the bottle higher to show me, I was taken aback. "Hi babe, We should celebrate that I was hired as junior architect-engineer by Sumoo Architects and Engineers."

I congratulate him and wrapped my arms around him. Knowing that he's likely staying in Korea fills me with joy beyond words. It truly feels like I've won the lottery. Overcome with excitement, I lifted him up and twirled around, caught up in the moment. I placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and whispered, "I love you," into his ear.

When I drew him to the dining room table, he explained that he had a dinner celebration with the architect Sehun, Jisoo, and their baby Soojin.

Along with the bottle of whisky, he placed the pizza on the table. "Please eat, babe; after you've finished dinner, let's relax with a drink." I complied with his instructions.

However, I gave him my phone before we started drinking so he could enter the number before we got distracted by anything else. At least I had a phone number to call him at any time he was going to ghost me when he handed me the phone I contacted the number to double-check, and I heard his phone ring three times. Before I ended the call.

He moves forward to kiss my lips. He pointed out to me, "Babe, you're in love."

I confess my love for him for the umpteenth time as I look into his eyes, "truly madly deeply seokjin."

We made love all night.

And when I woke up the next day,

Jin is nowhere in my apartment.

He did it again.

But this time, I'm confident that I'll see him again.