Book 7 in Ft series
Y/N was forced to be married to one of the biggest CEO's in Seoul Kim Namjoon however she's been in love with her best friend Hoseok for years now, will she be able to let go of her love for Hoseok to ensure her parents partners...
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The sun had barely risen over the horizon, casting soft streaks of pink and gold across the sky. The waves gently kissed the shore, their rhythm almost hypnotic in the early morning stillness. In their shared beachfront villa, everything seemed calm. It was the perfect picture of serenity, an illusion that allowed them to temporarily escape the complexities of their lives.
Namjoon lay sprawled on the bed, one arm draped lazily across Jin's chest, his head nestled into the crook of Jin's shoulder. They had spent most of the night talking, their conversation drifting between serious discussions about their future and playful banter that had ended in soft kisses and sleepy laughter. Now, as the morning light crept into their room, they had no desire to move from the warmth of each other's embrace.
Jin was the first to stir. His eyes blinked open slowly, and he smiled as he looked down at Namjoon, who was still fast asleep. His chest rose and fell gently, and his face was completely relaxed, devoid of the usual tension that weighed on him back home. Jin took a moment to admire him, the way the sunlight softened the angles of Namjoon's face, how peaceful he looked when all the weight was momentarily lifted off his shoulders.
Careful not to wake him, Jin shifted slightly, moving his arm to brush a stray strand of hair from Namjoon's forehead. As his fingers gently grazed Namjoon's skin, Namjoon stirred, his eyes fluttering open.
"Morning," Namjoon mumbled, his voice thick with sleep as he smiled up at Jin. He shifted slightly, pressing closer to Jin's side. "You're up early."
Jin chuckled softly, leaning down to press a kiss to Namjoon's forehead. "I couldn't help it. You looked too cute to resist."
Namjoon groaned softly but smiled, wrapping his arms more tightly around Jin. "Flattery will get you everywhere."
They lay there in the quiet for a few minutes, simply enjoying the warmth of the bed and each other's presence. Namjoon's thumb traced idle circles against Jin's skin, a silent reminder that, for now, everything was perfect. There were no expectations, no forced smiles, no lies to maintain.
"I wish we could stay here forever," Jin whispered, breaking the silence. His voice was soft, almost as if he were afraid speaking the words too loudly would shatter the fragile peace between them.
Namjoon's hold on him tightened, his face nuzzling against Jin's chest. "Me too," he murmured. "But we both know we can't."
Jin sighed, his fingers tracing gentle patterns across Namjoon's back. "I know. But it's nice to dream."
Namjoon nodded, pulling away just enough to look up at Jin. "We can make the most of it while we're here. No worrying about what's waiting for us back home."
Jin smiled softly, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to Namjoon's lips. "I like that plan."
Namjoon deepened the kiss slightly, his hand sliding up to Jin's cheek. The kiss was slow and sweet, filled with all the unspoken words they didn't need to say out loud. They had always communicated best through these quiet moments, through touch and shared breaths. When they finally pulled away, Namjoon's forehead rested against Jin's, both of them savoring the closeness.
