⚜REST WITHIN ME⚜ [Namjin] [Taekook] (Under Editing)

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Seokjin hears the presence of the king even before he sees him. He springs to his feet and spins around just in time to receive the hardest of kisses breathing against his lips. Disregarding the gathering around them, and of course, failing to recall the woman he was talking earlier with, the prince grasps into the arms and kisses back eagerly in concern until he can no longer hold the moans of bliss biting into his pleasure. Namjoon summons the tongue into his mouth and suckles hard, clamping his teeth around and embracing the squirms and writhes of the younger against his body. Only when the prince protests the kiss on behalf of questions, the king withdraws.

The smell of blood yarns through air and overwhelms Seokjin's senses. His blue eyes appear darker than the color Namjoon had seen in them minutes ago. The prince regards him slowly—each feature observed well—and the king can only poise himself for inspection. "Are you.... hurt?" Seokjin mutters, withdrawn from the surrounding and attached to perceive any harm on the body. He sees the callous hands rough with dirt and sores, and dry with patches of blood. Brushing his thumbs softly upon the palms, Seokjin fights to keep his worry at bay by suppressing a long sigh and a lecture of blames.

The king smiles gaily—as if he's in a hysteric moment to have the prince by his side again, the familiar touch on his body, and the idea that this human belongs to him—but not in all aware of how the blue eyes have widened in panic after drifting to his bicep where it still oozes blood from the uncovered wound. "You are hurt! Let me see." Seokjin—with panic brewing its way into his mind—holds the arm gently, tilting it so he can see the wound. But under the tight dark apparels, the scar is concealed. With an expression of dismay and irk, Seokjin grabs the elder by his hand upon the thought to lead him to the restrooms. But, unaware of the direction, the prince turns around recalling the lady he was speaking with.

"By the name of Juno, I forgot you, Tessa. Gods, I'm sorry." Seokjin mutters apologetically, but does not release the grip on the King who greets the lady warmly who giggles out loud—her chubby cheeks tinting in pink when she does so—and grins at them.

"Oh, oh, it's alrighty, honey. Go, take ya man to the restroom. I'll serve your feast within minutes, goodie?"

"Uh, darling, didn't you—"

"I'm forever in pay, Tessa." Seokjin interjects the king's query and instead smiles lovingly at the lady who blushes, fanning her fat, chubby hand over her face. "But, where exactly are the restrooms?"

"Honey, Namjoon knows the direction though—" Tessa swallows the rest of the sentence when she sees the sparkling blue eyes menacing at the king to keep in place. So, she decides on telling the frustrated prince about the directions itself. "Oh, I meant, that way, sweetie. Turn left and you'll find the corridor straight to the restrooms."

Seokjin glances at her appreciatively and nods with a gratifying smile. "Thank you, Tessa. We'll be back soon." Saying so, Seokjin hauls the king away who smiles uneasily at the lady.