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Ch19 ~ No more...

Jin moved his lips on Namjoon's, but the dumbfounded landscape artist had yet to respond - ten seconds into the sudden make out session. He was still frozen against his mouth, too stunned to even make a move because if he did it would mean he'd have to come up for air for a minute... and then this fantasy would end without another word. He'd longed for this moment, but he didn't expect for Jin to be the one initiating the first move. He'd always imagined it would be him in Jin's place, always imagined he would be the one controlling what was going on... but it seemed he was wrong in that sense. Jin was dominant. He blinked a few times before he put  a hand to Jin's and intertwined their fingers, closing his own eyes and kissing back, popping his tongue in between the elder employee's teeth to reattain dominance. 

When Jin pulled away, he couldn't help but think he could have joined in before it all ended so quickly. "There..." he sobbed. "...that's what you did... you were clumsy, prone to breaking things, unruly and everything I thought I could never fall in love with..." Namjoon jumped at that statement.

Did he just confess to me?

"but hey, it happened..." he sniffed as he looked away, resuming his former position on the grassy floor of the greenhouse. "I'm so ashamed..." 

Namjoon looked hurt, but at the same time he understood why Jin felt so bad about being attracted to his own sex. From what he knew, Jin was raised to despise homosexuals and all things gay, but Jin, with his pure heart fully understood their needs since they were human too... they just, didn't quite fit in with what society wanted.

"Hyung..." he brought his fingers up to Jin's chin and looked deep into his teary eyes. He felt the elder man's chisled chin trembling at his touch, so terrified of being anything but straight. "I know you must be so confused right now, and scared you might not be what you want to be... but it's not a bad thing to be in love with someone who belongs to your sexual category." Namjoon held him close, feeling their roles reverse as he moved his thumb along the elder's cheek. "You were born a boy... with all the parts and looks of a male... but who says you can't be attracted to someone with the same parts as you? They're just parts... they don't matter at the end of the day, what really matters is the person..." he clutched Jin's strange looking hand to his beating chest. "Hyung... I'm in love with you..." Jin gulped down the pool of saliva accu so ardently and wholeheartedly in love with you that the fact that you're a man doesn't faze me in the slightest. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever set my chinky, gardener eyes on and I'm not going to deny it anymore..." he felt a tear escape his eye, sniffing as he held tightly onto Jin's hand. "...I love you..."

"Fuck..." Jin sighed, letting a smile creep up on his lips. "With that speech, it would be pretty heartless not to say 'I love you too', right?" Jin wiped up his tears.

"Pretty much..." Namjoon hit him playfully. "Don't swear! You're always telling us to hold our tongues before we curse." He chuckled as he took Jin in for a hug. A long, paralysing hug he wished he could have experienced for the rest of his life, but Jin pulled away once again.

"Joonie..." he whispered. "I'm not going to be able to accept this just like that..." he explained as he clicked his fingers, he still hadn't thrown away all the teachings his parents had rammed into his head. "...give me time, I'll soon be able to kiss you in public once I'm comfortable in my own skin... ok?" Namjoon nodded, happy he wasn't the only one hopelessly love anymore... little did he know it was never one sided...

(+) no one roasts BTS like BTS roast BTS

(+) guys guys, let him live! 😂

(+) Look at them just...😂

they're so mean 😂 ahh, but oh well