A tall man goes downstairs. With his black suit and his tie loose, looking hot to his partner.
“Jinie, help me. My tie, it won’t tie.” says the man.
“Can’t you see I am cooking you breakfast?” says the other man, who isn’t looking at him.
“Alright alright” says the man.
“Oh, Joonie, do you think? I can go out today?” asks the other man.
Namjoon looks at him confused. “You can go out whenever you want to. What are you asking me? Jinie, you think I will get mad at you?” Namjoon asks.
“It is because. .” says Jin.
“Go out whenever you want! Alright, Jinie!” says Namjoon, as he goes to sit on his chair.
Jin brings him the food and sits across from him.
“Really? Why are you asking? Jinie, you are making me worried. .” says Namjoon.
“I just asked.” says Jin looking at him. “Now let me eat my food!” he says with a pout.
Namjoon chuckles at him, “You love food more than me right?”
“Maybe. .” says Jin, looking the other way, smiling.
“How dare you!” says Namjoon.
”You are going to get late so hurry!” says Jin.
Namjoon finishes eating, Jin hasn’t finished but he stands up. “Come here, Joonie.” says Jin. He goes to him. Jin makes his tie look better.
“You are good at this stuff. You know you should become a model.” says Namjoon.
“No thanks. I don’t want to get blinded by the flashing lights!” says Jin, as he sighs.
“Hey! I have gotten used to it! And I am not blind!” says Namjoon.
“What time is it?” asks Jin.
Namjoon looks up at the clock and says, “It is-”
“Time for you to go, otherwise you will be late!” says Jin, as he grabs his suitcase and gives it to Namjoon.
“Alright alright. Bye bye.” says Namjoon, as he pecks Jin’s forehead.
“Bye!” says Jin, as he watches Namjoon’s back until he disappears.
Namjoon is 21 and Jin is 23.
“Does he not care for his work? Does he want to get there late?” says Jin. Just then he felt sick, like throwing up. He runs to the bathroom and there on the toilet he throws up.
“W-what the fuck?” says Jin, when he was done. “I have been like this for a month. What the hell?” says Jin as he wipes his mouth. He stands up and flushes the toilet. He then starts washing his hands.
“A month ago. . we went to a party, right?” says Jin, trying to remember, “And that day we. . we . . got drunk. Ugh but that is all I remember!” says Jin as he turns off the water faucet. He runs his fingers in his hair in frustration.
"Perhaps we?” says Jin, his eyes open wide, "we probably." He goes upstairs to his room and starts changing. “I have to go to a little clinic,” says Jin. He wears black baggy pants, and a plain white T-Shirt.
“Ok lets go.”
He walks to the clinic since Jin doesn’t like to use the car much, only when he is going far away. His house isn’t close to other houses. It is just a lonely mansion with such a beautiful green garden. Namjoon is the most successful man in Korea because of his business. He does great business and is known worldwide. Nobody knows he is married though because Jin doesn’t want anyone to know, since he hates attention from millions. So they keep their relationship a secret. Only close people know.
Jin gets to the clinic and enters.
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