LOUD | NAMJIN

Chapter 6: Running In Circles ~ Seokjin

A/N: Back at it again with the constant editing! I hope you missed me! Here you go~

The soft glow of daybreak flooded Seokjin's room through the slight slit of his creme blinds. He stirred when a patch of sunlight caught his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he attempted to sit up when he felt a slight weight around his waist tighten. Letting out a sigh of relief, he lied back down and let his eyes wander onto the man also sharing his bed.

As his eyes took in the piece of art in front of him, he couldn't help but take notice of the slight bruising marks that raked the back of his arms and the connected to those marks that raked down his back as well.

Raising his hand carefully, Seokjin lightly connected his hand to his lover's arm, beginning to trace the scratches with this index finger. The colors tinted his skin with a warm violets and summer reds. As he continued to let more of his fingers dance across his skin, he couldn't help but think about the collection of petals that grazed his collar bones. He blushed over it for a moment, relishing in the memory and feeling victorious that he was able to get a man of this caliber to be his lover.

He began to kiss the crown of his lover's head, hoping it would help him wake up. The other man began to stir, but only to cuddle Seokjin tighter and mumble in his half conscious state.

"Come back to me... Come back to sleep..."

Seokjin's heart swelled, making his face glow with a scarlet tint. Lightly turning his lover on his back, Seokjin began to straddle him, leaning down to litter small kisses all over his face. Delighted by his lover's expression,which had become slightly flushed, he made the conclusion that the other man was awake at this point but didn't want to stop the action.

He continued to kiss down this neck, sucking lightly with each one, and loving the sensual hitches of his lover's breath. Reaching for his collarbone, he decided to gently bite on the skin, causing a low moan to roll out of his lover's lips.

'Jackpot.'

He ran his tongue on the collarbones, causing the other man's figure to a tremble slightly with pleasure. His lover's breath melted into soft pants, his hands curling in Seokjin's hair. A soft pull from the other man's hands in his hair caused him to moan slightly.

He sat up, looking at the disheveled state of the man in front of him: cheeks flushed, breath out of beat, and eyes half-lidded. Seokjin couldn't ask for a better view in the morning. Leaning towards his lover's face, he carefully looked into his eyes as he took hold of his face.

'What a beautiful creature.'

With closed eyes, he continued to lean in, waiting for the electric moment when their lips would touch.

Three.

Two.

One.

What he wasn't expecting to feel was the cold burn of his desk's surface, forcing him away from his beautiful dream and launching him into reality. The last manuscript lied in front of him in spread-out patches, probably because of his constant head turning while being in his dream state. However the stack of papers had cascaded to the left and not to the right, so his face landed directly on the coldest spot on the desk.

Breathing in a sigh of regret, he raked his hands through his hair, his mind enveloping into the idea that he's only been dreaming these encounters since he met the man, not truly living out the fantasies.

Stepping out of his office, he walks to his personal bathroom, which of course is maxed out completely. A stand up shower carves out the corner, it's curtain glowing from the light bouncing of its soft cream color from the window opposite of it. Walking to the sink, he fills it and cups water into his palms, bringing it up to his face in the attempt to calm himself down. Looking back at the reflection, he begins to touch around his forehead, lifting the hair slightly. Upon moving his hand upward, he shuts his eyes, his heart beat beginning to race. Taking hold of the sink's basin, disorientation begins to set in, causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground.