Revenge ft Namjin & VKook

Chapter 53 Rise of Power

^^^ This is how look like but chunkier.
"Jackson, dude get off me!" Namjoon demanded, struggling to push the shorter male off him as he plants kisses down his jawline.

"No. I've been wanting you for so long!" Jackson growled in his ear, his hands gripping Namjoon's hips, while his lips latches onto the taller male's neck. Jackson yelped at the sudden kick in his groin and his sailor mouth went off before it slowly got quiet and he passed out. Namjoon quickly sat up and ran to the bathroom, and he paled. There was a light hickey on the right side of his neck. He flipped shit. He angrily storms over to Jackson and grabs his phone, calling Mark.

"Hello?"

"Come get this asshole before I do any more damage to him," Namjoon growls, his eyes never leaving Jackson.

"What the- Namjoon? What happened?"

"Just come over to my house. I'll show you instead." Namjoon ends the call and glance at Jackson, feeling bitter that he left a mark on his neck. The door bell captured his attention and he matches over, practically yanking the door open to reveal a surprise Mark.

"So what-"

Namjoon drags him inside and slams the door, not wanting to attract attention even if his neighbors are hardly around. He yanks his collar down and watches Mark's discomfort face.

"We were drinking, he got super drunk, kissed me, confessed to me, and then this." Namjoon explains, adjusting his collar to hide the embarrassing mark. He missed the jealously on Mark's face as he strolls over to trash the empty beer cans. Mark was jealous. Jackson likes Namjoon? Does that mean I'll never have a chance? His mind went overdrive as he carries the shorter blonde in his arms, proceeding to head to the door.

Namjoon blew out a breath, ruffling his hair as he closes the door. For some reason, he found his feet moving on its own and he was back in his room, rereading the letter Jin had given him. He frown softly. He hasn't heard from Jin since the incident and he really misses his voice. I wonder what's he doing right now, he thought, walking out of his house. I hope he's eating well... I bet he hates me so much right now. But I deserve it. He's better off with someone who will treat him better. I'll only hurt him more.

His breath hitched when he realizes he's standing in front of Jin's apartment. He slowly took cautious steps and stopped a few meters away, his eyes never leaving Jin's window. He hesitantly raised an arm to knock but Hobi's warning about ripping his balls off made him stumble back but he stood firmly on the ground and tried again. I just need to hear his voice, to know that he's okay and then I'll leave him alone. He tries again, his heart pounding in his chest and pray that the scary male wouldn't answer the door.

Knock knock

Silence.

Namjoon tries again, feeling his nerves about to explode from how nervous he was. When he received no answer, he thought that they had gone off somewhere since he didn't see Jin's car, but it could be a possibility that Jin was inside, ignoring him. But he refuses to leave so third time is always a charm, right? He was wrong. He sighs, his head making contact with the door as he leans in.

"I wish that door suddenly opens just so I can get the satisfaction of watching you fall face plant onto the ground."

Namjoon jumped at the unexpected voice and spun around, his hand on his chest. "Aish, hyung! What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?! First Jackson and now you." He huffed, watching the elder smirking as he walks up to him.

"Anyways, what are you doing here, lover boy?" Yoongi leans against the rail, his hands stuffed inside his sweater. "You're not here to cause him more misery, are you?"