Namjoon disliked blatant compliance as much as he disliked over proved drinks. Being with someone who always obeyed every word you said was probably the most mundane thing Namjoon had ever experienced; it was so '50's-stay-at-home-mom' and drove him insane. It was all so..boring. Maybe that's why he had taken such an interest in Jin. He was so unlike everyone else he'd been with, whether it was a quick make out or one of the rare lust filled nights, and Namjoon loved it.
Namjoon had assumed he was doing an adequate job so far, but the second Jin brought his legs up to wrap around his waist, it boosted his confidence ten fold. From past experiences of making out with someone, the closer they tried to get tended to correlate to how much they were enjoying themselves. One thing about Jin though was that he didn't jump the gun right away; sure his legs were literally around Namjoon's waist, but that didn't mean much more contact was made. It was enticing but also a tad bit infuriating.
Jin's hands...boy were they something else. The way they smoothly ran across the skin on his back, and Jin's soft palm against his cheek left him wanting more and more. His hands m Namjoon's skin felt comforting in such a way that he has never experienced before, and that only intensified when the elder let his hand drop to rest against his neck. And his want for the man before him grew with the feeling of the finger running along his jawline. It was nice..the way Jin's hand was resting against his skin made Namjoon feel like he was being held, as strange as it sounded. No one before him had been so handsy in the sense of caressing already exposed skin like his face and neck. Everyone always wanted to rush things, so it was safe to say Namjoon enjoyed this much more.
When Jin separated from Namjoon, stopping the kiss, the younger wasn't quite sure what to expect. The possibilities were endless; especially since the spectrum ranged from 'my place or yours' all the way to 'this was a mistake'. But it was a pleasant surprise when Jin's words were completely off the spectrum entirely. He was mocking Namjoon in a very teasing and sassy way, whilst also gazing at his swollen and slick lips.
"Wow, you sure know how to motivate a man while simultaneously crushing his ego." Namjoon smirked a bit and brought his hand up to Jin's face, running his thumb across the man's bottom lip. "It's actually quite admirable, but I hate to say this; if you're looking for a quickie tonight, it's not gonna happen. I don't fuck on the first 'date'."
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Periwinkle (• k.sj | k.nj •)
Fanfiction_____________ In which Namjoon and Seokjin attend the same university. _____________ BTS fanfic _____________ A collab story between two friends. The formatting will be weird but this is meant for use to use and stuff so don't complain if you read...