MARSHMALLOW / NAMJIN FF ✓

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Seokjin couldn't believe it. He was berating himself, wondering when he had mustered up the courage to yell at his Alpha.

"Stupid stupid." Seokjin paced back and forth in his room, feeling anxious and regretful. He realized that he had made a big mistake.

He knew Namjoon was in his office, and he wanted to go and say sorry, but he was scared of how Namjoon would react?

He hadn't seen him since last night's incident.

He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to come out of his room.

Seokjin decided to put aside any worries about the consequences as knew he needed to talk to Namjoon.

With determination, he walked up to the black door of the office and knocked.

"Come in," Namjoon's voice beckoned. Seokjin felt a surge of fear, making him want to run back, but he found the strength to move forward and step inside the room. 

Namjoon glanced up from his laptop, drawn in by the delightful scent of marshmallows wafting through the air.

His attention shifted to Seokjin, who was nervously fidgeting with his sweater paws and anxiously biting his lips.

Seokjin's expression revealed his fear and apprehension.

"What's the matter, Omega?" Namjoon asked in a flat tone. Seokjin's heart skipped a beat as fear surged through his veins.

"I... I wanted to apologize," Seokjin stammered, his voice filled with remorse.

He lowered his head in shame, unable to meet Namjoon's gaze.

Namjoon let out a hum and closed his laptop. Seokjin's body trembled at the sight, a surge of anxiety coursing through him.

No, he didn't want all of Namjoon's attention solely focused on him.

"Come here," Namjoon beckoned, his voice filled with a mix of command and tenderness.

Seokjin took stumbling steps towards him, his scent already conveying his emotions loud and clear.

"What were you saying?" Seokjin's heart raced as Namjoon softly grabbed his hands and pulled him onto his lap.

Seokjin froze, his mind racing with thoughts of what will he say in this position?

"I-i-i a-am s-s-sorry." Seokjin stammered, his voice trembling.

He continued fidgeting with his sweater paws.

"Hm, it's okay," Namjoon softly reassured.

"When are you heading back to university?" Namjoon inquired, his gaze fixed on the small figure curling up even more in himself.

"n-next w-week." Seokjin replied, his voice still shaky as he tried to calm his trembling tongue.

"Stop stuttering." Namjoon said, placing his hands on the other's small waist.

"W-why are y-you doing t-this?" Seokjin asked, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

He glanced at Namjoon's face for a moment before quickly looking down, feeling intimidated by his gaze.

"Doing what?" Namjoon asked, the corner of his lips twitched in a smile.

"T-this." Seokjin stammered, gesturing towards the way Namjoon had pulled him onto his lap, with his index finger pointing between them.

"To make you feel less scared," Namjoon replied, Honestly he wasn't exactly sure why he had pulled Seokjin onto his lap.

"Huh?" Seokjin looked at Namjoon with a puzzled expression, clearly confused by his actions.