Periwinkle (• k.sj | k.nj •)

Addicted

Nothing in this entire world felt more empowering in this moment than knowing he was correct when he guessed Jin needed to be cuddled a bit. Everyone needs some physical companionship in order to be as content as possible. The lack of hesitation when Jin shifted the position of his arm and rested his head against Namjoon's shoulder brought an indescribable feeling of reassurance. It was incredibly nice to know that Jin was actually comfortable enough right now to relax against him completely, and he had to admit that having someone against him like this was very nice. It had been ages since he was able to cuddle like this with someone, and Jin just felt so nice against him.

"Well I'm glad I don't stink otherwise that would be very embarrassing." He chuckled softly, letting his voice drift out until they both were sitting with silence between them once more. Namjoon sat, his arm around Jin's waist and the elder was so warm..Namjoon couldn't help but notice how comfortable he seemed to be and it was heart warming. As they sat, it was almost as if Namjoon'a fingers had a mind of their own as they aimlessly began to trace small shapes along Jin's waist.

Namjoon looked down, curiosity getting the better of him as he thought about how peaceful Jin would look. And damn was he right. Jin looked absolutely precious cuddled up against him, and Namjoon felt a sort of compassion and protectiveness for the man. Jin didn't deserve a single thing that had been said to him, and he definitely didn't deserve to be treated the way he was. Jin deserved to be pampered and treated like a prince, he deserved to be pampered to his hearts content. And this train of thought was what caused his subconsciousness to take over his physical movements. His hand gently trailed up Jin's arm up to his shoulder before tracing along the exposed skin along the neckline of his top.

Jin's skin was incredibly soft and warm to the touch; both comforting signs that this was real and not some weird tripped out delusion. The longer he let his fingers trace along Jin's skin, the more Namjoon wanted to touch. He wanted to run his fingers along the veins and tendons in his neck, along every dip and curve of his facial features. The feeling of the elder's skin was addicting, so much so that Namjoon didn't want to hold back anymore. He wanted to be able to touch anywhere Jin would allow him to. He wanted to kiss anywhere Jin wanted. He wanted to treat Jin right, he wanted to treat him the way his past partners hadn't.

Namjoon slowly let his fingers trail up Jin's neck before stopping at his jaw. He took a quick second to look over Jin's peaceful face before he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to Jin's lips.