Possessed [Ongoing!]

Ichi (一/1)

Warning: Slightly mature content ahead

A/N: While reading, I came across some mistakes, so I had to unpublish the chapter and edit it.

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"Jin-ah?"

"Jin?"

"JIN!"

Seokjin was startled out of his reverie by a voice deep as the ocean, which belonged to his boyfriend. Taehyung and he had been together since high school. Though several people attempted to separate them, they stayed strong and annihilated their wicked plans.

Whipping his head to his lover's direction, he saw him staring with a confused look sprawled all over his face. "What is it Tae?"

"Jin, I have been calling you for the last five minutes, where were you off to? Can't you see that the soup is over-boiling?"

'Oops! I had spaced out again.'

"Sorry Tae."

"It's alright. Which movie do you want to watch after dinner?" He asked, scanning through Netflix.

"Anything is fine." He turned around and sighed for not stuttering.

This was the nth time he had spaced out. Ever since he had that dream for three nights in a row, he could concentrate neither in his work nor in his studies.

Quickly stirring the soup with the ladle one final time, he turned off the gas oven and set the pot on the dining table next to the other dishes. The delicious aroma tickled the nostrils of the chestnut-haired male's, who was already hungry, intensifying his hunger to its peak.

"Ah, homemade cuisine, finally!"

Taehyung dragged a chair and sat opposite to his boyfriend. "You know, I missed homemade food so much! The food that we got to eat in the sets is nothing compared to the ones cooked by you." He began to dig on his food. Seokjin had a small smile on his face as he kept on praising each and every dish that he cooked.

During the course of dinner, it was only Taehyung who did the most talking, with an occasional 'hmm' or a smile as replies from his lover. When they had finished, as Seokjin to about to carry the dirty dishes to the sink a large hand wrapped around his wrist.

"What is it, love? You aren't your usual self today. Right after getting a break from my shooting, I came all the way to see my chirpy little baby, where I could have relaxed at a spa instead I am greeted with your pensive mood. Is something bothering you?" He asked with puppy eyes.

'Yes of course! But I am afraid to be mocked again.'

"Um... no. I am tired actually." The auburn haired male lied. "It's the final year and the internship is taking a toll. As the hospital was lacking staffs, so I had to substitute." He freed his hand from Taehyung's grasp and carried the utensils to the sink.

"Then let me offer a helping hand." Helping was just an excuse for the chestnut-haired to snake his hands around his baby's narrow waist and get all mushy.

"He He... Taehyung what are you doing?" Seokjin blushed.

"Can't you see I am helping my baby to de-stress?" Taehyung continued to plant butterfly kisses on the latter's neck. "I am lacking on my dose of Jin. I need a refill."

Seokjin felt his blush working all the way to his ears and neck as Taehyung continued with his ministrations. His ears were now adorably pink and warm.