Fresh Junior Kim Seokjin transferred into the new school. Head Boy Namjoon Feels his blood boiling every time he sees this new boy, at least that's what he says to his boyfriend Min Yoongi. But is there any chemistry or Is something possible?
Jimin shrugged. "Not my fault you got slow. You need to score, Grandpa."
"Why the hell do you want me to fuck Jin so much?" Namjoon asked, with genuine curiosity. Jimin's face was like a mask. "To see if you're gay or not.
And so you can get over this dude." Namjoon felt slightly annoyed by that last remark. "I don't want to get over him."
"Is that why you're not fucking him?" "You know what, Jimina? Sometimes, you're a huge ass pain to talk to." Did his buddy have a point? Could it be that once the novelty wore off, he'd end up getting over Jin? Over his gorgeous amber eyes, sexy lips, slender waist, round ass, and fucking A cock? Was it possible? It wasn't impossible, for sure. How many times before had he gotten all worked up over a girl only to forget about her within a week? Suddenly, Jin's worries about his person seemed very much legit.
"I hate you, Jimin," he said. "Really, why?" "But I love you, too. Because you just freaking opened my eyes.
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Now, get your ass to your room and sleep, 'cause it's past your bedtime." "You can't make me." "Well, in that case, you're welcome to sleep on the floor."
"No way. I'm sleeping with you on the bed." "Dream on.
There's only one guy whose ass I want in my bed, and that's not you." "That hurt," Jimin joked and got to his feet. "And let me know how it goes with Jin.
No one leads my bro by the dick." Namjoon sighed but decided not to get into another argument with his friend. He needed time to chew on that revelation.
What if he forgot about Jin once they fucked, and they became strangers again? The thought alone was so unsettling that he worried he might not get any sleep. Jin tiptoed inside, not wanting to run into Hobi and have to offer explanations on where he had been until that hour. There was no way he could lie to his bestie, not in good conscience now that Hobi was pretty much aware of his crush on Namjoon.
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It would be useless to invent a story that he needed to work late or something like that; the library always closed at the same time every day. "Ah, there you are." Hobi startled him by suddenly opening the door of his bedroom.
Through the open door, Jin noticed Hana sitting on Hobi's bed, leafing through a magazine about board games. Truly, those two had many things in common, and Namjoon had played quite the matchmaker when he brought them together. "Yeah, I'm home," he said in a strained voice, offering an equally strained smile.
"You took a shower," Hobi said and narrowed his eyes. Jin rubbed the back of his head, realizing that his hair was still a bit damp. He had been so hurried to leave that he hadn't made sure to dry off properly.
"You've been with him," Hobi concluded and grinned while leaning against the door jamb. Jin gestured helplessly toward Hana who had stopped reading the magazine and was now leaning forward. "Hi, Jin," she said and waved happily at him.
"How is Namjoon?" Jin groaned and ran both hands over his eyes. "Guys, can you keep a secret?" There was no point in chiding Hobi for telling Hana. "He didn't tell me anything," Hana said as if she could read his mind.
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