Well, well, well...what do we have here...I glance over to check out Jin's expression as we witness his boyfriend kissing another man. Don't get me wrong-I don't want him hurt for any reason but...I don't want him with that man anyway. He deserves better...like me.
Jin looks shocked and...perplexed which is not what I imagined he'd be seeing his boyfriend cheating.
"You ok?" I ask, hesitantly.
"I'm fine." He sighs and shakes his head with a little secret smile. The hell? His boyfriend just kissed someone else in front of him...and he smiles!
I look down at him incredulously. "You just caught your boyfriend cheating on you..." I explain as if he missed it. Obviously.
He shrugs before meeting my eyes. No tears or sadness are to be seen in his beautiful and clear-of not slightly amused-eyes. "We have an open relationship." He explains.
I just stare back at him-my turn to be shocked. "You...agreed to an open relationship?!" How could he do such a thing?
"Well, I figured why not? It doesn't matter anyway. Not like we're in love or something." He sighs before approaching the embracing couple before us. "Ready for the shoot?" He asks.
Mark's face is red as he takes Jin's hand and they leave the room together. I need to make sure Hoseok's good so I pay his shoulder.
"You ok? I didn't think you'd actually like him..." I muse.
"Oh, uh...that kinda just happened out of nowhere. Sorry." He grabs the extra bag of supplies we might need for the shoot and we walk down much slower behind the boys. I can see Mark and Jin's head close together conversing but I can't hear a damn thing. I know Jin and he'd never ever agree to an open relationship! That's not a relationship! That's just...friends with benefits.
Then again...that means I can seduce Jin back my way...maybe I can convince him to be my friends with benefits...since he seems to have changed so much.
Hobi leaves me to finish Mark's makeup while I slowly saunter happily to Jin's side. He ignores me as he adds some eyeliner and a little brown eye shadow to brighten his beautiful eyes. I sit and watch him even though I know it makes him uncomfortable.
"What?" He finally asks in a huff.
I lean toward him and brush some fall out from the shadow off of his lip. His eyes widen in surprise before he manages to jerk back. My gaze stays steady and unbreaking on his as I pull him back to me by his shirt until our lips are only inches apart.
I can hear him swallow hard before looking away from me. "Jin-ah?" I say, using my sexy deep voice I know he loves. His eyes close for a few seconds before he replies.
"Y-yes?" He clears his throat.
I open my mouth to say something stupid-but get interrupted when Hobi glares at me, motioning to his nonexistent watch. I sit back with a sigh.
"You ready?" I pull him up with me and walk him to where the shoot is being held. I run my fingers teasingly over his see-through shirt to adjust it for him and 'accidently' brush them over his nipples making him cough and push me away. Smirking, I leave him to speak with the photographer and let him know what I want from this shoot.
I step back and let them have at it. I find Hobi sitting down watching the process-or mostly Mark. I plop down beside him and knock his arm with mine. "You really like him." I tease.
He flushes, looking down. "I don't know...maybe. It can't be anything serious, though. He's not here for long and...it just wouldn't work out." He says, confidently.
I frown. "Why do you say that? Maybe it could..."
He scoffs. "You just want me to drag Mark away from Jin-you don't care about my love life. Just stop-you ain't slick." He shoves me playfully while I huff indignantly at being caught.
"I'm offended! I'm your friend...I care." I pull him to me and kiss his cheek loud and sloppily making him gag.
"Gross! Now I have to go disinfect, you ass. Ew, ew, Seokjin dick germs!" He stands dramatically while I scoff, shaking my head.
"If my horrible memory serves-I do unfortunately recall you had Seokjin dick germs way before me." I glare and he laughs.
"Right. I forgot." He sits back down and scrubs his cheek clean with his shirt.
"You know I'm not a fucking zombie-I'm not contagious." I kindly reassure him.
"Have you talked to Yoongi lately?" He changes the subject abruptly.
I think about it before shaking my head. "No...I think I last called him a couple weeks ago, maybe?" I try to recall.
"Hm. I wonder how they are...I can't believe they postponed their own wedding for you two idiots."
"I know. I'm upset they did that. They should ignore our problems and get married already..." sighing, I think about how happy a couple they are.
He nods thoughtfully. "How about we get them to come out and plan a surprise wedding for them! They won't be able to deny it for our pride and they can just get it over with-honestly, if you ask me, I think Yoongi is a little scared of Jimin." He cackles while I raise an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"Have you met that little spitfire? Have you met Yoongi-the gramps! I bet he's scared shitless which is why it wasn't a big deal to wait. I think Jimin deserves his full love and devotion forever, though, and it would be good for them." He explains and I can't find fault in any of this.
I nod slowly. "I think you're right. Let's do it! After the shoots today, I'll call them to come down and we can start the preparations." I resolve, decision final.
He smiles is signature smile and claps excitedly. "Yay! This will be great and maybe it'll bring you and Jin closer! You know he loves weddings..." he suggest and I smile back at the thought.
We both look over at Jin and Mark being all sexy and can't wait to get him back in my bed, under me. I will make him my husband and this time I will make no more stupid mistakes to drive him away. I'll just have to work hard to keep him beside me forever whether he wants to be or not. We belong together.
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My lover(sequel to My Host; namjin)
Фанфик"What would you say if I told you I don't love you anymore?" I ask teasingly as he glares across the table. "I'd just have to remind you how many times you screamed my name and your love for me out loud last night. Do we need a replay, baby...