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?
"Namjoonaa, but we're doing this to get over... whatever it is that is happening between us." "I don't want to," he said petulantly like a child. He closed his mouth over Jin's sexy lips, shutting him up.
For a moment, he suspected that Jin would push him away, but nothing like that happened. Instead, as usual, he was granted access and allowed to kiss and be kissed back by that clever, naughty tongue that could do so much, not only to his tongue but also to other parts of his body. He was reluctant to break the kiss. "This weekend, we're doing it," he said, his heart in his throat.
So, he didn't want Jin to think that he was a coward, and if he got over whatever they had, then he was an asshole, and he needed to work on that. "What?" Jin asked, looking as baffled as before. "Your sexy ass is mine," Namjoon said and pushed one finger against his chest.
"But you said... Look, Namjoon, how about talking plainly to me? What do you want? Please, be clear." "My dick in your ass. Clear enough for you?" "No, not really."
Oh, great, now he was going to be difficult, but Namjoon couldn't blame the guy. After all, he was a hot mess. He took Jin's cheeks in his hands and stared into the beautiful amber eyes.
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"I'm hot for you. I have no idea what it means, but it's bugging me like hell. But if you tell me to fuck off, I'll try to understand.
I don't promise I will. I'll probably hate you and stop you from having a boyfriend until we graduate. Yeah, that'll most likely happen." Jin's eyes softened.
Then, he laughed a low, sexy chuckle that went straight to Namjoon's crotch. "All right. I don't mind doing it with you, so let's just make it happen.
Then all your confusion will finally end, and we'll both be happy to part ways, no hard feelings. What do you say?" So Jin thought they would get over it once they fucked, too. But while Namjoon feared that would happen, Jin looked like he hoped for that kind of outcome.
"But not at a party or something like that. I don't want to be one of your many hookups," Jin added. "What do you have in mind?" "Your place or mine.
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When no one else's around." "Mine. And I'll send my buddies packing.
They'll party throughout Saturday night. Does that work for you?" "Yes." "Do we meet earlier, for a bite, or something?" Why was he so nervous while asking all those questions? "No.
If you don't mind, we'll cook something. You have a kitchen, right?" "Yeah. But wait, do you expect us to cook? Something edible?" "I will," Jin replied.
"Ah, okay." Was the dude planning to give him indigestion just so they didn't fuck? That would be an evil plan. But no, Jin looked as serious as ever.
"Can you even cook?" "I can. And don't look so surprised. Call me silly or whatever, but let's make it a bit special, okay?" "Fine by me," Namjoon replied while trying to rein in the excitement growing inside him at the thought.
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They would make it special all right. And Jin wanted it! Jin nodded. "All right, then it's settled.
I'll come by your place at, let's say, eight?" "Yeah. Can't wait," he said, after a short pause. "Okay Then.
I'll just go. First," Jin babbled and turned on his heels.
