☆ Namjin One Shots ☆

Two

Jins POV

WARNING: this does contain sexual content and if you are not comfortable with boy/boy then please don't read. bUT IF YOU DO THEN GET YOUR HOLY WATER, YOUR BIBLE AND GET READY TO SIN.

I sighed heavily as I made my way up the stairs, the apartment I shared with Namjoon eerily quite.

My brows furrowed at the sudden quietness, as Namjoon usually had some kind of music blasting through the walls, maybe he's not home.

I decided to go check his room anyways to make sure.

I dropped the groceries on the kitchen table and made my way over to his room, I put my ear to the door and heard movement inside.

Shrugging I made my way back to the kitchen, I guess he was home.

I took out all the groceries and put them away properly before dropping myself on the couch. I turned on the tv and flicked through the channels, looking for something interesting to watch.

After finding nothing, I settled on playing Mario Cart on my Wii, but I didn't wanna play alone.

Maybe Namjoon wanted to play.

I made my way over to his door again and slightly knocked, after getting no response I pushed open the door, only to come face to face with a very busy Namjoon.

I felt the heat rush up my cheeks as I stood there staring at him for a split second, and him back at me.

"JeSUS FUCK NAMJOON!" I yelled, coming to my senses, I covered my eyes and rushed out of the room.

"NEXT TIME PLEASE LOCK THE DOOR!" I shouted through my embarrassment.

I placed both hands on the couch in front of me, too embarrassed to do anything else. I heard movement as he walked up behind me.

"Sorry about that princess." He said, his voice low and husky, as if he'd just woken up.

I turned to look at him, my face still a deep shade of red and noticed his hair looked as tho he'd just had sex.

He had sex hair while masturbating.
Cute.

I calmed down enough to look at him in the eye, nodding my head to let him know that it was okay even though I still couldn't speak. If possible I felt my face turn an even deeper shade of red as he moved slowly towards me, his expression slowly becoming seductive. He stood in front of me now, his face only a few inches from mine now.

"Now why was it that you interrupted me, princess." He put his hand underneath my chin and tilted it up, forcing me to look up at him.

"I-," words failed me as Namjoon brought our heads closer, we were breathing the same air now.

"Hmm?" He questioned, his hand still gripping the bottom of my chin.

I opened my mouth to speak but heard nothing come out, instead, I felt Namjoons lips pressed against my own.

His hips pinned mine down, as his lips attacked mine, working skillfully.

He grinded against my leg, creating friction between us two as I raised my hands and tangled them in his hair, deepening the lustful kiss.