𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙉 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃 || 𝗬𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗞 || 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗝𝗜𝗡 [DISCONTINUED]

: 23 : Provocative

[This is what seokjin was wearing]

"Clothes" Seokjin replied with an awkward smile.

"What kind of 'clothes' are those" Namjoon asked.

"Clothes that could seduce you my king. He dressed up to seduce you" Ken said standing behind namjoon.  Confident that the man wouldn't see her.

"Clothes to cover my body" Seokjin said doing a little twirl. "I can honestly see almost everything my queen" Namjoon said , tilting his head a bit. He didn't even try to hide the fact that he was staring at that waist.

"Almost" Seokjin said walking towards namjoon. "Not everything" He said and stood right infront of him. Namjoon stared down at the pretty thing ahead of him. He took his hands up , putting a stray hair strand behind seokjin's ear and caressing his cheeks ever so softly.

Seokjin warned up into those rough hands. He could hear ken screaming, running around and kicking air. But this was the moment. Him and Namjoon. No. Him and his husband. Nothing else. No one else.

"Do you like what you see my husband ?" Seokjin asked as he raised his hands and took namjoon's hands in his own.

"I wouldn't deny it. You look ethereal..." Namjoon's voice dropped. It gained much rasp and sounded a bit lustful.

Seokjin showed him the doe eyes. Acting like he actually wasn't trying to seduce the king. He smiled and slowly looked over at Ken , shooting a glare at her. Ken sighed. "Privacy of course" She went out with hesitant steps. And once she was out.

Seokjin looked back up at namjoon. He leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheeks. He took namjoon's hands around his own waist. He gasped ever so slightly at the cold sensation. Just as namjoon caught the slightest feeling of the soft skin , he did not wait moment. He pulled his queen closer.

Their bodies were pressed up against each other. As Namjoon stared down at him. Smiling. "I love you.. I love this" He said. And Seokjin smiled widely. "I love you too my king" He said. Namjoon leaned in , so did seokjin. Their lips tou-

"SEOKJIN !" The voice snapped his head up.

"Where even are you ? And what are you wearing ?" Namjoon asked. Seokjin mentally smacked himself for shamelessly daydreaming. Ken wasn't even here.

"C-clothes..." He said confidently.. or at least that's what he thought.

"Surely. Why are you even wearing it. It is provocative" Namjoon said ,his cold voice so raspy and deep like usual. His face unreadable.

"Does that mean I can't wear it ? I will wear it" Seokjin said with a scoff.

"You wanna say that again my queen ?" Namjoon's voice dripped of venom as he spoke. "No of course not. I will go change my clothes" Seokjin said smiling wide. Awkwardly.

"Why were you even wearing that ?"

"I was playing dress up ..."

"This is my chambers"

"...in my husband's chambers"

"Get out" Namjoon said. "Yes sir !" Seokjin said like he was in military and ran outside.

Namjoon watched him leave and gulped. If seokjin stayed any more longer , he couldn't have guaranteed anything. He was so consumed by that ethereal beauty of his. But he didn't show it. He didn't completely trust that human. Yet.

Seokjin went back to his room and changed out of those clothes. "Seduction my ass. That man is a mountain without emotions" he said as he wore some normal clothings again.

Ken had bought a lot more like those for him. And he was really disappointed that he didn't get a single reaction out of the king. "Am I really not that pretty ? Fuck it. I used to be so handsome back in my era. Gosh ! AM I CONSIDERED AVERAGE IN THE OLDEN DAYS ?!" He asked to himself.

"No no no. I'm beautiful as I am. Who fucking cares" he spoke as he laid back on the bed. He couldn't sleep those questions ringed on his mind over and over again no matter how hard he tried to avoid them and sleep.

What if namjoon actually thought he was nothing but a nuisance ? What if he is ugly ? What if he isn't pretty enough !

Who cares if he's not pretty ? Beauty isn't everything. "Eishhh" seokjin cursed under his breath as he sat up.

"Kim Namjoon I hate you !!" He said out loud and laid back kicking all the blankets and pillows. The embarassment really did not set with the pretty one. He was so mad that his husband did not act like he did in his daydream. "I swear ! I'll make you love me !"

//Y'all missed me didn't ya ?