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As you can imagine, Namjoon obviously said yes and now the two were passionately making out. Namjoon was laying on his back with his hands on the elder's hips as Jin sat on his lower stomach and leaned forwards, kissing him. Jin gasped when he felt Namjoon's hands squeeze his ass and pulled away.

"Sorry," Namjoon apologized with a sheepish smile. "Guess I got carried away. We don't have to go that far, if you don't want to."

"Sorry," Jin muttered.

"That's okay," Namjoon reassured, softly kissing him. "We can do it when you're ready."

Jin felt embarrassed that he had turned down such an amazing offer just because he was a virgin. He allowed Namjoon to kiss him repeatedly. The younger noticed when he wasn't being kissed back.

"I'm sorry, Seokjin, did I make you uncomfortable by touching you like that?" he apologized, worried that he had upset Jin. He was more than relieved when Seokjin shook his head with a smile.

"I'm just upset that I turned down a good offer," he replied truthfully. Namjoon let out a sweet chuckle.

"We can do it whenever you're ready," he repeated. "I've already seen you before and I gotta say, you're hella gorgeous."

"So you just checked me out as I was dying?" Jin reproached.

"Well, I wouldn't say that," Namjoon playfully scoffed. "But I may have glanced at it a few times."

Jin turned, if possible, even more red. "Stop it!" He whined. Namjoon laughed, wrapping his arms around Jin's waist.

"I'm sorry," he giggled. Jin huffed and hung his head. After a few moments of silence, Namjoon asked, "so... Are you mine now?"

Jin looked up and smiled, nodding. Namjoon grinned back at him as the elder repositioned himself to lay beside Namjoon.

Jin curled up beside him, drawing patterns on his shoulder. Namjoon turned to face Jin, nuzzling into his hair.

"You're a cutie," he cooed randomly. Jin looked up at him and hummed.

"I said you're a cutie," Namjoon repeated, smiling.

Jin mumbled something incoherent with a tiny smile, looking back down at Namjoon's stomach.

Namjoon silently giggled to himself. He heaved Jin closer to his body, crossing a leg over the elder's. He suddenly remembered something.

"Shit, I have to finish my chores," Namjoon burst out. He unraveled his arms from Jin and kissed his forehead, rushing out the door down the hall.

For the rest of the day, Jin just lay around in his room, bored, as he couldn't come out since he didn't know when his parents would be home. He tried entertaining himself in every way that he could, but the only thing he wanted was Namjoon.

Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore. He got up and crawled into the vent, heading down to the kitchen. He stopped when he heard voices.

"So, Namjoon," he heard Mr. Kim say sweetly. "Seeing someone here, are you?"

"No, I don't think so," Namjoon said in a convincing confused voice. Jin clapped a hand over his mouth when he heard Namjoon gasp in pain.

"Come on now, you can tell me, I'm a friend," Mr. Kim continued sweetly. "You wouldn't like to be fired now, would you?"

"Please, sir," Namjoon gulped. "I need this job."

"Well, that might just be the case tonight anyways," Mr. Kim hissed. "Come down to the shoreline at 11:30, and do not let anyone see you."

"Yes, sir," Namjoon said quickly.

"I look forward to it," he smiled devilishly, then strolled away.

"Psst," Jin whispered to Namjoon, peeking out the vent. He immediately whipped around.

"You didn't hear all that, did you?" he asked nervously.

"I heard the last part," Jin whispered. "Come to my room, we need to escape tonight."

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