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30: the sea and the moon / namgguk

THE SEA AND
THE MOON
( part 2 )

WORD COUNT 2.4K
OVERVIEW jeongguk might just have gotten over namjoon, but namjoon's too busy being his to fall for someone else.

PLAYLIST do i wanna know? / artic monkeys, nightclubbing / iggy pop, r u mine? / artic monkeys

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MINDLESS IGGY POP BLASTED from namjoon's speaker system as he sat on his sofa, a bottle of soju held limply in his hand. beside him, bobbing his head to the passenger, was park jimin, a slightly younger boy that namjoon had come to consider a little more than just a friend.

the taller boy lolled his head to the side, looking at jimin through half lidded eyes. the younger boy was extremely beautiful, in a pretty obvious way, with his plush lips and his rosy cheeks and crinkled eye smile, but namjoon found no one comparable to his broken soulmate he had lost. jimin was just a face to get high with, just a boy to drink to old eighties music with, just an unrecognizable body for namjoon to fuck just so he could feel something. namjoon hated it, he hated the stagnant state his life had gotten into, but it was how his life had come to be in the last two months.

"joon-hyung."

namjoon turned his head at the sound of jimin's soft, soju soaked voice, and found the blonde looking at him with alcohol misted eyes. he grunted in half response. "what, jiminie?"

"we should go out. clubbing." jimin's words were carefully spoken, laced with a slight hint of drunkenness. namjoon blinked once, twice, thrice at him. clubbing; he remembered clubbing with jeongguk. back in the prime age for it, 1988, where they jumped in british gay clubs with drugged up, loved up men in tight leather pants and too much makeup. in the prime age of pop and rock for the gays, namjoon and jeongguk would kiss under neon lights, tasting of fruity cocktails and lipstick that jeongguk loved to paint on. namjoon wanted that again. not with jimin, but jimin would have to do, although he'd never watched pulp fiction, didn't play air guitar along to guns n roses - not even to freaking down on the farm - and he just wasn't jeongguk in every way it was possible to not be him.

but he had to do.

namjoon slapped on a smile and nodded. "let's," he agreed, standing up. he needed a night out, to get his mind off his own misery. "fuck it, let's go out and get fuckin' hammered. you know anywhere?"

"the best club in town is future," jimin said, standing and turning off namjoon's eighties pop record. "get yourself spruced up, joon, you look like shit."

namjoon flicked jimin's forehead, mumbling something about respect, but jimin just laughed. he dragged namjoon to his room, sitting him down on the bed and flinging open the elder man's closet. "hmm..." jimin pondered out loud, picking out a shirt that namjoon had never worn - there was no occasion to. it was a silky, black, tight dress shirt, that jimin had found nestled in the back of his closet, along with a pair of jeans that were way too ripped, and probably end up revealing lots of namjoon's legs. he shook his head.

"no, i'm not wearing that," namjoon said simply. jimin crossed his arms and gave namjoon a look, his eyebrow raised. "i'm not. just get out a t-shirt and jeans, seriously chim."

jimin sighed slightly, giving namjoon his best puppy dog eyes. "c'mon, joonie," he whined. "you'll look good," namjoon shook his head again. "i'll suck you off if you wear it, please."

namjoon rolled his eyes. jimin was a mostly sexually charged being - not that namjoon was complaining - and he did bribe namjoon with sex, that was for sure. namjoon just didn't feel anything with jimin, whereas jeongguk had made him feel things when they had sex, jeongguk made him feel so many things just in general; he'd left love bites all over namjoon's skin and he'd held his hand tight whenever they walked and they'd been so in love. with jimin, there was none of that. he was a shitty replacement for jeongguk, but namjoon couldn't find his soulmate, so he simply closed his eyes and tried to imagine that of was jeongguk's slim lips around him rather than jimin's plump ones.