Flower

CHAPTER 30

This chapter as well as the next one are going to be full of Namjin fluff and sexy interactions. Get ready.

Seokjin hummed a tune to himself as he stepped out of the shower, quickly wiping himself down, stretching his hand to pluck the clothes he had selected for today from the small cupboard above. After applying the sunscreen and moisturizer, he patted his face a few time, smiling satisfactorily at the reflection in the mirror. 

Rubbing his still damp hair, he slid open the divider, freezing in his steps as he saw the book in his husband's hands. Namjoon looked up at him, smirking as he watched the omega shuffle nervously on his feet after having the alpha discover his secret. 

"How much have you finished?" he asked, Seokjin shifting from one foot to the other before shuffling closer, pointing out the page he was on. It struck him a little too late that he had stopped just before an intense sexual scene between the protagonists and before he could stop him, the alpha had already flipped to the page, eyes scanning the page. 

"Why are you reading that? Give it to me" he whined, attempting to snatch the book out of Namjoon's hold, whining louder when the alpha raised his arm, causing the book to become effectively out of his reach. He tried while raising himself on his toes, hands failing as he tried to get hold of the item, frustrated as Namjoon leaned back still, snickering at his pouting omega. 

His ears were red, cheeks and neck flushed in a way that could only mean two things - that he was embarrassed or shy. In the current situation, it seemed like it was both of them at the same time. In their light scuffle, he lost his balance and fell onto the bed, Seokjin getting on top of him the very next moment, grabbing the book and pulling. 

"Sir I was wondering if-"

The couple froze in their position, staring at Jungkook who had walked into the room, now standing still in his place, his own eyes wide like saucers. 

A deep blush creeped from Seokjin's cheeks to his ears as he processed to extremely compromising situation he and his alpha were in. Namjoon was lying on the bed, facing Seokjin who was above him, almost straddling his waist. The alpha's hand was on his hip, the other hand curled around his wrist to prevent him from grabbing the book that was no longer in his grip. 

"I'm sorry, I did not see anything!" Jungkook shrieked, slapping a palm over his eyes, turning his heels and running out of the room, shutting the door behind him. 

Before he had a chance to scold Namjoon, he was pulled down, a small squeak escaping his lips before they crashed onto the alpha's, eyes slipping shut as he melted in his arms. Being the one hovering over the alpha, the false sense of power made him flustered even though he knew that when Namjoon makes his move, the omega within him would eagerly submit to anything his alpha wants. 

He gasped as Namjoon turned them around so that he was the on top, any fight leaving Seokjin the moment his hands were pinned beside his head. Letting his head fall limp, he closed his eyes, body relaxing as Namjoon leant in. The first touch of his nose sent shivers down his spine, breath uneven as he slowly dragged it from his shoulders, up the column of his neck, and his jaw, rubbing it softly on the skin. 

With every breath, the scent of musk and pines with a hint of spice invaded his lungs, leaving his mind fuzzy as he struggled to decipher if it was too much or too little to handle. There was pleasure, slow, flowing in small waves whenever a kiss was placed on his skin. He whined, restlessly moving his hands in the alpha's grip, squirming around. He wanted to touch the alpha too! To run his palms across Namjoon's back, to grip on his thick arms, maybe cup his face to bring him into another kiss or tangle his fingers in the dark locks.