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?
"And I'm very glad they didn't break." That had to be a jab at how Namjoon had grabbed Jin's bag the moment he had set foot inside and thrown it inside the fridge. How could he know there were glasses inside? To his surprise, Jin took two bell-shaped glasses wrapped in brown paper from his shoulder bag and placed them on the table.
Ah, so that was where they were. Phew, dodged a bullet there. He doubted Jin would like to drink wine from disposable plastic cups.
"You're right, I don't have wine glasses." This dude was ready for everything, it seemed. Only the way he kept brushing the hair at the back of his head told a different story.
Namjoon couldn't tell if Jin had butterflies in his stomach like he had, but he surely wasn't unaffected. Still, he was incredibly chill as he took the wine bottle out of the thermal bag he had come with and placed it on the table. "We need to leave this out to reach the right temperature."
Was he dreaming? Namjoon pinched himself and made a face to make sure that Jin noticed. "What is it?" "I had no idea you wanted to make it that special. I would have picked up some scented candles or something."
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Jin frowned slightly. "I find their smell overbearing." "Then I did good," Namjoon concluded.
"But seriously, you make me feel like such an uneducated Neanderthal. You came here with wine and whatever it is you're making, and it smells like freaking heaven, and I jumped you at the door." The small precious smile was back, much to Namjoon's satisfaction.
He was sure no one else could have put it there. He did it all; it was his doing. Jin surely didn't smile for anyone else like that.
"I don't mind your Neanderthal side." Was Jin blushing while saying that? Namjoon could feel his dick twitching with new anticipation. Gosh, how was he going to look while getting fucked? Namjoon had to revise his projected fantasy of having Jin on all fours first.
No way he would do him like that. He would be on his back so they could look at each other. Namjoon placed his hands behind his head and let his eyes wander all over Jin.
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"You don't?" "Why would I? After all, I'm not far off from being a caveman myself when it comes to you." "Just so you know, I usually do a better job of controlling my horniness. It isn't working lately though."
"Your family," Jin began, changing tack, "they must be amazing. Seven kids, that's a full house for sure." Namjoon didn't mind talking about himself if that was something Jin wanted.
"Mom loves kids. One or two weren't enough for her, and Dad just went with the flow, I guess." "What does your dad do?" Jin asked.
"They run a construction company, mom and dad together. Mom is with the money side, and my oldest brother, Beom Seok, also works there. I help them during summers, as much as I can."
"Ah, so that explains the calluses on your hands." Namjoon looked at his palms. Jin was right about that, but he hadn't ever given it much thought.
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Yet, it meant that the other had paid a lot of attention to him and maybe stared at him a lot. He grinned at the realization.
