Seokjin slept quietly in Namjoons arm, not wanting to let him go. It was late afternoon already and the younger should be bored but he honestly wasn't. He looked out a window, enjoying the sight of the city and Seokjins warmth on his own body. His gaze travelled down to Seokjins face, that sight was even prettier than Paris. He actually was the reason for Namjoon being there and it was really worth it. Even if they didn't really do anything it was the best weekend Namjoon could have.
Half an hour later the older woke up from his beauty sleep and yawned lightly. He blinked his eyes a few times and started to smile when he recognized Namjoons hoodie next to his face. "Oh, the Princess is awake.", the younger chuckled and ruffled his boyfriends hair gently. He let him go and sat up next to the brunette, watching him rubbing his eyes. Namjoon thought he looked really cute with his messy hair in the big sweater. He always looked cute, but that's not the point.
They decided to get up from the couch and make dinner, Namjoon insisted on carrying Seokjin to the kitchen. The older started to search for a recipe to cook, while Namjoon turned on the radio on low volume and laying the table already. Seokjin decided on salad, fish and potatoes for the main menu and moussé au chocolate as a dessert. The younger watched him patiently and hugged him from behind again while doing so.
They sat down on their chairs at the small table and started to eat the salad. Namjoon was really impressed, how could boring salad taste so good? He enjoyed the fish and his chocolate mousse, talking to Seokjin and praised his cooking skills what made the older blush. When they finished dinner they stayed at the table, holding hands and talking. Namjoon looked into the models shining eyes the whole time and listened to his beautiful voice. The most time it was Seokjin who talked, but neither of them cared. They made the dishes later and went to brush their teeth, Namjoons arm laid around Seokjins waist like glued the whole time, not that the older wanted to complain.
They decided on watching a movie afterwards, cuddled up on the couch again. Soon Seokjin fell asleep on the youngers shoulder but Namjoon ignored it for a while. When the movie was halfway over he got up and carried his boyfriend to bed, laying him down on the mattress and freed him from his sweatpants and the sweater, himself afterwards. He laid down next to Seokjin, pulling the soft bedsheets over them. Even if Seokjin was asleep he soon placed his head on the youngers chest, whimpering lightly. With a smile on his face, Namjoon fell asleep, pulling his boyfriend closer, protecting him from every nightmare.
A/N: I just had a break from cleaning my room when my mother brought me ice chocolate so I wrote this shit yeah. Btw I lost my latest rap lyrics in the vacuum cleaner, I feel like Joonie lmao
Update: Holy Kimbap, this story got 200 views already, I'm crying lf
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Pact » Namjin
Hayran Kurgu"Do you remember our pact, Seokjin?" In which Namjoon promised to marry Jin if he's still single when he turns 30.
