mafia's promise

70

When Namjoon entered in his room, he found jin curled into the couch, placed in a corner of their room, beside the large windows, engrossed in his phone.

Again.

He didn't even noticed when namjoon walked inside the room, his policed shoes were silent against the carpet, as namjoon walked over to the couch.

His large frame towering over jin's, as he stayed silent, just observing his husband, who was still busy in his phone.

It wasn't untill jin noticed Namjoon's shadow and turned his face to look at him.

They were silent for a long moment, Namjoon's dark eyes meeting jin's widened one,

He looks so innocent, so indifferent, like he hadn't done anything wrong, and it made namjoon even more frustrated.

But he didn't said anything, he didn't pointed out jin's behaviour.

Namjoon wasn't a fool, he handle the whole underworld and was smart enough to know that jin was doing it on purpose, to get a reaction from him, or a reason Namjoon wasn't aware of yet.

So instead of scolding or starting a fight, namjoon took a step closer to the couch, " you always complaint about how i never take you out and keep you inside this house the most of time, right ?" His voice, was calm, too calm for sounding normal.

Jin raised an eyebrow, giving namjoon a suspicious look, " so ? ," he asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice, even though he tried to mask it with a indifferent sigh.

" So," namjoon trailed off, leaning forward and placed his hand beside jin's head, against the couch's handrest, so now jin's face was just inches away from him, " I am taking you out tonight, to make you stop complaining for a while ".

Jin's body tensed up, as namjoon leaned closer, he hold his breath, Namjoon's face was close, too close that if he moved even a inch, his lips will brushed against Namjoon's.

It took a minute for jin to composed himself, he moved slightly, creating a small distance between their faces,

And when he spoke up, his voice was soft, low almost like an wishper," where are we going.? "

Namjoon paused, his eyes locked on jin's face, observing him.

There was no anger, resentment on his face now, it was confusing how can jin can be soft and kind at a moment and cold and distant in another.

But namjoon didn't pointed it out either, he didn't wanted to spoil their mood before going to the party,

Because who knows how the night will end with Lee's daughter presence in that party.

" We are going at party, " namjoon said, as he pulled away, straightening his back, like nothing happened.

" Get ready, we are leaving in a hour" and with that he turned around and walked out of the room.

Leaving jin alone in the room again.

Jin sat up on the couch, tossing his phone aside on the coffee table, he strached his hand and back, before getting up.

He have to get ready in a hour,

It wasn't enough, he have to select a outfit, take a shower, style his hair,

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Namjoon walked downstairs again, founding his mom still sitting on the couch,

He approached her, making himself comfortable on the couch beside her, " Eomma, Yong sun called me today, he's organising a party at his new hotel tonight, I'm taking jin to the party" he informed.