Pretty Lips {Namjin}

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Jin thought Gi-Chul was a stupid bastard for acting so cocky around him.

The way he looked at Namjoon like he was worth more than him, how he tilted his head to the side and smiled slightly with his every quote, how he kicked the pavement with his shoes as in the essence he could be doing something better with his time.

Everything he did and said made Seokjin's face red with immeasurable fury.

"How could you be my worst fucking nightmare?" Gi-Chul chortled at the cold expression the other man was giving him, "You look like you couldn't harm a fly."

Jin smiled coarsely, "Looks can be deceiving."

"How so?" the younger challenged as he arched an eyebrow.

"What I'd do to you would have your mother sprawled out on the floor crying." Seokjin chuckled as his bold demeanor seemed to wash away into something of panic, "It would be a shame if she had to see you locked up in a hospital room with a full body cast holding yourself together."

Gi-Chul choked on his own spit at the threat, "Y-You wouldn't do that, that's a crime."

"Actually, I would if I had to, and I'm not afraid to go to jail," Jin grinned, eyes narrowing into slits between his eyelashes.

Gi-Chul shook off his fright with a shudder, "You're not enough of a man to perform that deed."

Seokjin blinked quickly in an attempt to clear some of his confusion, "Oh really? And what makes you think you're capable of pulling it off?"

The boy's back was soon flush with the nearest wall as Jin glowered down at him, shirt collar between his fingers.

"When I woke up this morning, I thought it was going to be a lovely day: birds were chirping, the sun was shining, I jerked Namjoon off in the shower, I was having a pretty damn good day, and then here I stand because you had to fuck it all up and get inserted as the top spot on my shit list," Jin huffed in exasperation, "I'm pissed if you can't already tell."

"Okay, and how am I supposed to help with that?" Gi-Chul suggested dismissively as he rolled his eyes.

The other male gasped at his rude behavior, "How you could help yourself is to stay away from Namjoon and don't get on my bad side, because I won't be able to control myself if you do."

Gi-Chul sighed through a tight jaw, "Whatever, motherfucker."

Jin hummed and smirked, "I think it's about time you got a taste of your own medicine."

"Medicine is for losers," Gi-Chul shook his head with a bout of laughter.

"Says something about you, huh?" Jin affronted as he backed up a bit from the wall.

Before Gi-Chul could insult him further, a blunt fist had surged into his upper right cheek, the skin beneath his lashes starting to swell and flush with blood.

"That's for giving my boyfriend a black eye, you prick," Jin fumed at him as his body sank to the floor.

"Son of a bitch, you'll pay for that," Gi-Chul groaned and cradled his face.

Seokjin's vision became blurry with tears of anger as he turned to Namjoon, "Honey, is this the boy that called you ugly?"

Namjoon fights back a small sob and nods, "Yes, hyung."