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The palace hummed with activity as the final touches were added to the grand celebration for Namjoon's birthday. Jaemin, now nine months old, had become the center of attention for everyone in the palace. With his babbling and innocent charm, he captivated all who saw him, his little hands reaching for the colorful decorations and his bright laughter filling the air. Namjoon's family gathered around him, their expressions a mix of pride and relief.
"Isn't it strange?" Jin murmured to Namjoon, his hand gently stroking Jaemin's hair as the child rested in his arms. "Lunara hasn't made a move. After everything we've been through, it feels like a miracle."
Namjoon nodded, his eyes warm as he gazed at Jin and Jaemin. "The curse... maybe it's finally over."
Today marked Namjoon's 23rd birthday, a milestone everyone believed was tied to the curse that had haunted him since birth. If the curse were truly broken, it meant Lunara, Jin's soul, would no longer have the uncontrollable urge to harm Namjoon. The tension that had hung over them for so long seemed to have lifted, and for the first time in years, they all breathed a little easier.
The celebration unfolded with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. The palace was a sight to behold, draped in shimmering gold and silver, flowers adorning every arch and column. Family and close friends gathered, but it was Jaemin who stole the show, toddling around, giggling as he babbled the names of his favorite people—"Halma!" for his grandmother, "Kookie!" for Jungkook, and "Wu Wu!" for Yoongi.
Jin and Namjoon watched their son, pride glowing in their eyes. As the night wore on, Jin's heart swelled with the realization that tonight was the perfect night. He had planned something special for Namjoon after the party, a moment of intimacy and love he had waited for.
"Namjoon," Jin said softly as the last of the guests began to leave, "I've made us a private dinner. Let's go to your house and spend the rest of the night together."
Namjoon raised an eyebrow in curiosity but nodded with a soft smile. Before they left, Jin's mother stepped forward, offering to take care of Jaemin for the night. The little one had already fallen asleep in her arms, his face serene in the glow of the moonlight filtering through the windows.
"Go, enjoy your evening," she said, cradling Jaemin. "I'll keep him with me. Don't worry."
With a grateful nod, Jin and Namjoon left the palace hand in hand, their hearts lighter than they had been in months.
Namjoon's private house, nestled on the outskirts of the palace grounds, was quiet and intimate. Jin had taken the time to prepare a simple but elegant dinner, candles flickering softly on the table. As they ate, their conversation was filled with easy laughter, shared memories, and stolen glances that spoke of deeper feelings.
After dinner, Jin took Namjoon's hand, leading him to the bedroom with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I've been waiting for this," he whispered, pushing Namjoon gently onto the bed and climbing onto his lap. His hands caressed Namjoon's chest, his lips brushing against Namjoon's ear. "I love you, Namjoon. I've always loved you."
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Namjoon's breath hitched, the words sinking into his heart like a soothing balm. His hands instinctively wrapped around Jin's waist as their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss. "I love you too," Namjoon murmured against Jin's mouth, his voice filled with emotion. "You mean everything to me."
Jin's heart raced as their kiss deepened, the heat between them rising. Slowly, Jin pushed Namjoon back onto the bed, straddling him as he pulled his shirt over his head. Namjoon's eyes darkened with desire as his hands roamed over Jin's body, savoring the feel of his skin beneath his fingertips.
But as their passion built, a memory flickered at the edge of Namjoon's mind—vivid yet distant. He remembered the last time they had been together like this, the night when everything had changed. His breath caught as he pulled back slightly, his gaze searching Jin's face. "Wait... this... this isn't our first time, is it?"
Jin smiled softly, his fingers tracing Namjoon's jawline. "No," he whispered, his voice laced with affection. "It's our second."
Namjoon blinked, his mind racing to piece together the fragmented memories of that fateful night. As the images grew clearer, he realized what Jin had meant. That night—when he had lost control and they had shared an intimate moment—he had forgotten it. But now, as they lay together, the memories returned in flashes, and with them came the realization of how deeply connected they truly were.
Their movements became more heated, Jin guiding Namjoon as they shed the last of their clothes. Jin positioned himself, pushing Namjoon's length into him slowly, savoring the connection between their bodies. Namjoon's hands gripped Jin's hips as they moved together, their breaths ragged, their moans filling the room.
As their passion reached its peak, Namjoon's instincts took over. He leaned forward, his lips grazing the soft skin of Jin's neck, and then, without thinking, he bit down gently. Jin gasped, his body trembling as the mark of their bond began to form. A full moon, surrounded by flowers and a crown, appeared on Jin's neck—a symbol of their eternal connection, their souls finally sealed together.
Jin's fingers dug into Namjoon's shoulders as he cried out in pleasure, the mark burning with the intensity of their union. When they finally came down from their high, they collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent but their hearts fuller than ever.
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Namjoon cradled Jin in his arms, pressing soft kisses to his hair as they lay together in the quiet aftermath. "I love you," Namjoon whispered again, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm so glad you're mine."
Jin smiled sleepily, snuggling closer to Namjoon's chest. "And I'm yours, forever."
The next morning, Namjoon woke first, his gaze soft as he watched Jin sleep beside him. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their tangled bodies. Namjoon's heart swelled with love and gratitude as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Jin's forehead.
When Jin stirred awake, he smiled up at Namjoon, his eyes still heavy with sleep. "Good morning," he murmured, his voice raspy.
Namjoon chuckled, brushing a strand of hair out of Jin's face. "Good morning, love."
They spent the morning tangled in each other's arms, sharing soft kisses and tender touches, their love reaffirmed with every passing moment. But eventually, Jin sighed and reminded Namjoon of the world outside their private bubble.
"We should get back," Jin said, stretching languidly. "Jaemin will be waiting for us."
Namjoon groaned playfully, pulling Jin back into his arms. "Just five more minutes," he teased, nuzzling Jin's neck.
Jin laughed, but he indulged Namjoon for a few more moments before they finally got out of bed, dressed, and made their way back to the palace.
When they returned, the palace was filled with the usual bustle, but their hearts were lighter, their bond stronger. As they walked hand in hand through the halls, they were greeted by smiles and knowing glances from their family. It was clear to everyone that something had changed between them—that their souls were now bound in a way that no one could ever break.
And so, with their love sealed and their future bright, they entered the next chapter of their lives, ready to face whatever challenges came their way.
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Envi: Slowly, everyone is letting their lives flow naturally. Now, Namjoon is fully bound with Jin, and their bond has been sealed. But, as your chaotic author, I can't let it all end so easily! There's still so much to unravel and questions to answer from earlier chapters.
Dear readers, you're now halfway through the story, moving into its final phases. From here on, everything will start to make sense, so read carefully and with full concentration. Stay tuned .
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