• Mastermind • | NamJin || BOOK 3#

Twelve. Promesas preciosas

Keep an eye out for Seokjin. He said he would go out with his friends, but he has fallen into that trap enough times. He hurries to grab multiple things from the closet and run with everything to the bathroom. That way, even though he's here and hasn't noticed, he won't be able to tear his clothes. Jin fixes his hair, puts on the softest binder he has and on top, a white, airy sweater; baggy pants, red converse with a zipper on the side.

Jin takes the time putting on the makeup. Covering the dark circles under his eyes, lots and lots of sleep he needs because of the school and college exams he is taking. His expectation today for his meeting with Namjoon is very simple: to tell him that he plans to skip all his remaining high school, enter Seoul University and graduate in electronic medicine and programming. He knows he can make it. Jin has no social life, nor any hobbies other than reading scientific papers or programming on his own.

He is perfect to go and dive head first into those intensive programs and Namjoon is going to praise! He is going to be proud that he is doing something similar to him! Who also studied many things at the same time and managed to excel in all of them. He may not excel, but he will graduate with excellent grades.

He's going to leave Seokjin behind and make a fool of himself. He also has another risky plan: ask his parents for a job, move out on his own and thus, not having Seokjin in the way and bothering him. He's going to prove to them that he deserves more than being in charge of the company. He won't even need Namjoon's help.

Though ultimately, all he wants to get is to see that look of pride, get his praise and company.

Finished dressing, he goes out to his room, where he finds Seokjin laying his things on the bed. Seeing each other, an awkward silence arises. Seokjin squints his eyes, looking at him with suspicion. It's more than obvious that Jin got dressed up for some reason. "On your way to the brothel?" he questions with a mocking, but displeased expression.

"Don't you get bored of telling me the same thing? You don't even have the imagination to insult me anymore. You're pathetic." snorts Jin leaving the makeup on the dresser. He adjusts his shoes and picks up the small backpack. Seokjin sits on the bed, resting thehands behind him.

"Why should I waste time thinking about something that's better? If you're a whore and cheap. You sure don't even know how to suck well." Jin rolls the eyes and from the doorway, he tells him:

"Well a useless whore is going to displace you because you don't even know how to keep daddy happy. You should learn how to suck him good." Jin makes a fake pity gesture and closes the door as he leaves. He hurries to the exit, inside the car and hugs his backpack tightly.

Giving the loudest breath of all and thus, calming his rambunctious heart a little. Surprised at himself for having enough strength to insult Seokjin. He wouldn't have thought of doing something like that before. It is, again, thanks to Namjoon! Who proved to him that he has the strength and ability to displace Seokjin. His so charismatic and flashy twin brother.

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"He says I'd even sleep with dad to get stuff, so I told him he's the one who doesn't do it and I'd displace him for not doing it right."

Namjoon laughs covering his face. The fights of these twins are getting very funny to him. Clearly a child's fight.

He leans over to Jin and gives him a kiss on the cheek. "Don't look for more direct confrontations. You should be more subtle. After all... your brother is still a lout without much scruples. He might do something unexpected" He takes Jin by the chin, with the teenager breathing softly through his mouth. "And you don't want him to hurt you badly do you Jin?"