• The Holy Grace • || NamMin

17. Only you and me

"You on the right, me on the left and take turns using the bathroom. It's not that complicated."

"No, I guess not."

Namjoon notices that, again, Jimin went into that sort of worried state. Now it's much more obvious what it's about: he's worried that he'll try to have sex with him again. They have three whole months of worrying about that kind of problem. At the moment, he wants to rest from the long trip. The plane was slow because of a storm, they had to fly over and a thousand things. Not to mention how long they had to wait for a cab to get to the hotel.

Jimin lies down on the couch near the TV and turns it on. Namjoon goes to take a bath and for the rest of the day, they barely said monosyllables to each other. It was a wasted day, exhausted from the trip. Even Mon and Chimmy can't stand anything but moving to eat.

~ * * * ~

He shakes his head as he pulls it out of the water and continues swimming in the pool; Namjoon reads in a chair near the edge. At times he looks up, making sure Jimin is still there. There are other omegas in the hotel. Nothing surprising. However, the divide between them and Jimin is wide. Everyone there views him with suspicion. Fearing the usual.

He looks at his cell phone. No news of their pets, tucked into the animal nursery for some genuinely free time.

Jimin gets out of the water and shakes himself off, putting on his sunglasses as soon as he gets to where his belongings are. His hair curled and slicked back exposes his forehead and skin, the freckles on his face looking darker than usual.

"Are we going on the tour?"

"Next week."

"Good~!" Jimin exclaims pleased and with a smile. "What are you reading?"

"Death in Venice."

"Oh why wasn't it in the library?"

"I have it in my room, I read it every now and then "he replies without taking his eyes off the text. "I almost know it by heart. Try to-"

"A man who falls in love with a charming boy. Almost fallen from the sky like an Angel. Gradually falls for him, getting the plague and dying as a ridiculous old man trying to get younger to be with him" Jimin replies and Namjoon furrows his eyebrows. "I told you I knew and had read a lot.

"It's a short book." grumbles Namjoon closing it a little.

"Well, tell me a "long" book that I should know and take into account what I say." demands Jimin, clearly provoking him. Namjoon straightens up.

"Don Quixote."

"Muuuuuch long, at times boring. Aside from the windmills, Don Quixote stripped in a field to pretend to be crazier than he was. The priest disguises himself as a woman and the butcher accompanies him... Ummm" He squints, barely noticeable behind the dark glasses. "He also defended a girl who was blamed for the suicide of a lover..."

To every book Namjoon says, Jimin replies. Just a couple of them he didn't know, but it comes for being very complicated, stepping out of what Jimin considered something entertaining to consume. Nevertheless, his point was proven and more than made. As much as it pains Namjoon, Jimin knows a great deal.

He's more than a charming Omega.

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"It's tasty."

"I hate seafood."

"Why did you want to travel to the beach then?"

"Because it's the beach. You don't have to eat seafood only." defends Namjoon, grumbling like a child and Jimin judges the dish he ordered. Being a salad, meat and a couple of breads with spreads.