Drunk Destiny | Namjin ✓

Ten

TW: VIOLENCE

~A week later~

READER

Ever since their friendly little date, the two men had grown close, even visiting each other at work sometimes. They would mostly stay in Namjoon's room since it was closer to the main floor whenever they had a day off so they could easily go out somewhere. They were both pretty shy after Namjoon hugged Jin, so they hadn't done it since. Namjoon was under the impression that he made Jin uncomfortable while Jin thought that Namjoon just didn't like hugging him.

JIN

God, shopping is such a hassle. I'm currently carrying like 10 bags of groceries and clothing and who knows what else is in here. I'm in Namjoon's hallway right now, heading to the elevator. Good thing his room is right next to it.

I can't get his scent out of my head, it just made me feel so protected and the way my body fit perfectly against his, ugh, it's like we're meant to be.

I haven't felt like this in a long time. After my ex-girlfriend cheated on me, along with... another person (but that's a story for another time), my conclusion was that love is fake and it's a feeling of hope that'll crush you in the end. I don't even know Namjoon's sexuality, he's probably straight and has a girlfriend. I mean, he's incredibly handsome and charming, he probably gets all the girls. Why would he want me?

READER

As Jin was busy sulking, he didn't notice the bigger man coming around the corner, just before the elevator. It seemed the man didn't notice either because the next second, they collided.

The contents of Jin's bags scattered everywhere and the milk exploded on the man. He groaned loudly of rage and started coming towards Jin.

"Stupid fucking faggot, can't you see where you're going?" He yelled at Jin, pinning him against the wall.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see- oomph!" Jin cried out in pain as he received a hard blow to the stomach.

"Can't even defend yourself, Seokjin? You haven't changed one bit." Jin had no idea who he was, what he was talking about, or how he knew his name.

He clearly didn't notice how loud he was being, because the next second Namjoon's door opened. Namjoon immediately saw Jin pinned to the wall and Jin saw him too, a devastating look of fear in his eyes.

"What the fuck, man!" Namjoon yelled, running over to the scene and shoving the guy off of Jin. Jin realized who the man was as he crumpled to the floor.

"Who the fuck are you?" The man growling menacingly. "Why do you even care about this fag-" But before he could finish Namjoon punched him in the face. Hard.

The man was probably about an inch taller than Namjoon, but the latter was stronger. The man stumbled backwards and looked stunned for a few seconds and Namjoon used that to his advantage. He grabbed the man by his shoulders and pushed him backwards down a small flight of stairs.

He turned around and ran to Jin. The latter gasped when Namjoon scooped him up bridal style since he didn't expect it, then Namjoon ran into his room, slamming the door.

OoHH JuicYYy