Thank You, Stranger. || Namjin ✓

10.

Namjoon turned the key and turned the motorbike on. He had only one helmet and he decided to give it to Seokjin.

"Here. Don't want you to die." - Namjoon said putting a cocky smile.
"But you're safety will be endangered." - Seokjin worried.
"I don't care. Put your hands around my waist." - Namjoon said and started driving. Seokjin was glad Namjoon's not able to see his tomato red cheeks.

Seokjin was afraid of speed and he impulsively grabbed Namjoon's stomach pretty hard. He was sure Namjoon had six packs since his stomach was so sturdy. Namjoon felt how hard Seokjin grabbed him, but he didn't mind. It was in fact very pleasurable to him.

After few minutes of silence, Seokjin asked where were they going.
"Well, we're going to my place." - Namjoon said while heading to the southern part of Seoul.

Anxiety strikes again! - Seokjin thought. He wanted to protest, but immediately decided not to because he knew that wouldn't change Namjoon's decision.

"Boy, your hands are a bit to low, aren't they?" - Namjoon asked trying to mock Seokjin.
"O- oh, I'm sorry." - Seokjin blushed even harder and moved his hands higher fast. He haven't noticed he lowered his hands and touched Namjoon's crotch.

"But I don't mind you putting your hands there anyways." - Namjoon giggled arrogantly.
"Shut up." - Seokjin was trying not to die from embarrassment, although he thought that was kinda cute.

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They came relatively fast. Namjoon parked his motorbike in front of his house. It was a medium-sized modern house with a small backyard, located in a peaceful street.

"I hope you didn't mind the fast driving." - Namjoon said while taking off the helmet from Seokjin's head.
"It was a bit too fast for my taste, but it wasn't that bad. You're a good driver, I guess."

"Of course it wasn't bad when you got a chance to touch these babies." - Namjoon said and uplifted his shirt. Seokjin couldn't help but take a look at Namjoon's abs.
He really does have six packs. - Seokjin thought with his eyes wide opened.

"Put you shirt down, please, you're not a stripper." - Seokjin moved  his head pretending he didn't like the sight.

They walked inside the house and Namjoon told Seokjin he was going to take a shower.
"You can take a shower if you want to as well." - Namjoon told him and smiled.

Seokjin put a weird look on his face.

"Nah, not with me, but after I finish." - Namjoon laughed. "Yeah, I'm sweating like crazy,", Seokjin commented,"but I don't have a different underwear to change."
"I'll give you mine, it's the least problem. - Namjoon said while already opening bathroom's door.

While Namjoon was showering, Seokjin was observing the living room. The interior was minimalistic with wide windows. It was also very bright and full of green plants. It had the same vibe as Namjoon's café.

Namjoon was done fast and gave Seokjin black boxers with pink stripes on it.
"Here, I believe you'll like it." - This time Namjoon didn't sound like a jerk. He was honest.
"They are very cute. We know each other for just few days and you already nailed my taste." - Seokjin gave him a cute smile.

Seokjin took his clothes off and went under the shower.
It's so weird taking a shower at Namjoon's crib. - Seokjin thought. He impulsively started singing "Playing With Fire" by Blackpink. He was obviously a big fan of them.

When he got dressed and got outside the bathroom, Namjoon looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
"You really got an amazing singing voice."

Seokjin felt very uncomfortable when he realized he was singing in the shower.
"Ugh, thanks..", Seokjin sighed while avoiding the eye contact and scratched his elbow,"It became a habit."

Namjoon just smiled not wanting to make Seokjin even more uncomfortable. He asked Seokjin if he wanted to drink something and Seokjin asked for a glass of ice tea. Namjoon opened beer's bottle and gave Seokjin his ice tea.

"Um..", Seokjin was thinking how to ask a sensitive question," Sorry for asking this, but you haven't mentioned your mum. Does she live here?"

Namjoon put a blank expression on the face and looked at the floor. It was a question he wanted to avoid.
"She died of cancer two years ago."

Seokjin opened his mouth in shock.
"I- I- I'm so sorry for your loss, I shouldn't have asked such a question..."
"No, no, it's fine... It's just how it is. I can't simply stay hush if someone asks that question." - Namjoon raised his head and saw Seokjin crying.

Seokjin couldn't control his emotions. He was naturally oversensitive and things like those hit him hard. Namjoon sat next to him and put a hand around his shoulders.
"No, no, please don't cry, it's something that had passed, you shouldn't react like that.." - Namjoon was patting Seokjin's right shoulder and erasing his tears with the other hand.

When Seokjin calmed down, he fixed Namjoon's eyes with his.
"Namjoon... I want you to kiss me..", Seokjin gulped knowing he asked for something he wasn't sure he was ready for,"But just to kiss me. Nothing more - nothing less."

Namjoon's eyes shined. He put his hands on Seokjin's cheeks and pulled them closer to his face.
"Are you sure?" - Namjoon sounded very serious.
"Yes." - Seokjin said quietly still gazing at Namjoon's deep black eyes.

Namjoon crossed over Seokjin's lower lip with his thumb. He wanted every single piece of Seokjin, but knew Seokjin wasn't ready for more that this, so he tried to enjoy having at least this small part of Seokjin in his hands.

He gave Seokjin a long, gentle kiss without opening his mouth. He didn't want to be pushy like the last time.
"I want to mark my territory." - Namjoon said through breath and licked Seokjin's upper lip.

Seokjin moaned from pleasure he was feeling at that moment, but it didn't last for too long. His thoughts begun filling with the terrifying pictures from that night.

He tried to enjoy the moment, but his inner demons crushed him again. The tears formed against his will and he started sobbing. He fell on Namjoon's chest which led them in horizontal position.

He was left confused again. He didn't understand why Seokjin started crying again, but he knew it was the best not to ask. He was just passing with his fingers through Seokjin's hair while the other boy was sobbing on his chest. They stayed that way silently for the next hour.

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Namjoon got off his motorbike and stood on the sidewalk. Seokjin was standing in front of his apartment.
"Thank you for the ride.", Seokjin said happily, but put a gloomy look on right after,"Sorry for the crybaby moment, I really.."

"You shouldn't say sorry all the time.", Namjoon cut him off,"There is a valid reason for your behavior and it's totally fine if you want to keep it to yourself.. We're just humans after all, our emotions get fucked up sometimes which is also totally fine."

Seokjin gave him a relieving smile. Those words made him feel better.

"Here, take your helmet." - Seokjin took it off and put it in Namjoon's hands.
"See you tomorrow." - Namjoon winked and pumped the gas.
Seokjin was standing outside until Namjoon's figure faded in the distance.

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[next chapter comes tomorrow]