Namjin (Oneshots)

Then feel me

Haha I would make a bogus excuse on why I haven't updated in like months, I don't have one... but I bet no one misses me I'm a bad writer haha. Lots of love still though. Sorry in advance for bad grammar or spelling or whatever.
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Third POV——

Everyone has noticed Namjoon's sudden change in behavior. The fans, management and the group as a whole. Especially Seokjin. Seokjin of course cared for each of his members and loved them dearly.

So Seokjin was the first one to notice how stressed Namjoon was lately. Frankly he hated it very much so. It's been almost two months and he hasn't seen the infamous dimple smile for almost two months.

He didn't want to admit it but he was dying inside at Namjoon's reluctance to show emotion. He's become the new Yoongi. But even then Yoongi never was so, sad, at least not in front of them- or not much.

Seokjin was incredibly done with Namjoon's attitude and he sounded his frustration out to the rest of the group well everyone except Namjoon. "Well, Seokjin, if he were to listen to anyone it'd be you" Yoongi stated resting his head on Taehyung's shoulder.

"No he wouldn't- Ah would he?" Seokjin asks himself though it was loud enough for everyone else to hear "of course he would You're his hyung" Hoseok chuckles taking up as much space on the couch as physically possible.

"Okay and? You're his hyung too Hoseok I'm not different" Seokjin sighs before standing up, of course he'd go to check on Namjoon even if he did think it wouldn't make a difference, he loved the other too much for that.

Walking down the hall Seokjin gets a little antsy. Namjoon has been more snappy and aggressive that is if he showed any feeling in the first place. The thing is Seokjin usually didn't care about people yelling at him or hitting him as it happens a lot especially when he messes up. it's different he doesn't know why it just is.

Seokjin took a deep breath knocking on the door of Namjoon's room where he's most likely stressed the fuck out not wanting to be messed with. "Who the fuck is it?" Namjoon's voice sounded from inside the room.

"Language and it's Jin-hyung" Seokjin answered. A deep chuckle was all Seokjin heard in response before the door opened and Seokjin was pulled in quite harshly.

"Are you okay joon- ah?" Seokjin asks as the other closes the door shaking his head "no but let me take my anger out on you please one more time?" Namjoon asks as innocently as possible. Seokjin gets it, really, Namjoon needed a get away or an outlet is a better word.

Seokjin, being a push over, let Namjoon do what he wanted. Seokjin knew he would have to make up another excuse on why he was all beat up but that fact didn't matter, not to him at least.

Before even processing it a smooth punch was delivered to his right cheek making him clutch it taking a few steps back and Namjoon a few steps forward. The pattern was repeated until Seokjin was against the wall. Namjoon leaning in for a demanding and rough kiss, something Seokjin absolutely hated but it was okay Namjoon just needed to let go of some steam.

One of Namjoon's hands latched on to Seokjin's hair pulling it roughly the other hand palming Seokjin through his pants before grabbing his lower section tugging it hard. Seokjin separated the 'kiss' to let out a pained scream only making Namjoon more frustrated leading Seokjin to the bed by his hair.

    "N-Namjoon that's enough" Seokjin whimpers falling on the bed looking up to Namjoon with tear filled eyes. Last time he was on the bed it wasn't to make love, it was to be punished. He if course just wanted Namjoon to feel better but he really couldn't take all of this anymore.

      Namjoon hovers the other eyes trailing to the bruise on Seokjin's bottom lip how he tainted the beauty that is Seokjin. He looks into the others eyes straight and pure fear is all he he sees.

     "I'm a goddamn monster" Namjoon sits on the edge of the bed facing Seokjin who hesitantly sits up. "No, no you're not, not to me" Seokjin says his hand on the others cheek their foreheads resting against each other.

"I just- I know this can't explain my actions but" Namjoon sucks in s deep breath "I need to feel something" he says Seokjin leans up to whisper in Namjoon's ear "I'm right here" he smirks a bit.

Namjoon immediately latched his lips onto Seokjin's pushing up against the other making Seokjin fall onto the bed. Silence rang through the room with the rustling of the two getting undressed.

Pulling the shirt over Seokjin's head Namjoon could finally see all the bruises on the others skin, bruises he caused. "I'm so fucking sorry" Namjoon whispers, all Seokjin could do was pet Namjoon's hair showing his forgiveness.

With one hand Namjoon unbuttoned Seokjin's pants sliding them off to the side "you're so pretty Jinnie" Namjoon was utterly breathless before reattaching their lips. Seokjin could only hum in response breath hitching when Namjoon bit his lower lip.

"This might hurt a bit" Namjoon mumbles separating the kiss before placing three fingers up to Seokjin's lips the other already knowing what to do sucking on the three digits as Namjoon caressed his hip.

Pulling his fingers out of Seokjin's wet cavern going down to rim the others hole. "Namjoon I noticed something" Seokjin says not reacting as the first finger inters him "that is?" Namjoon asks not too keen on talking "the walls aren't sou- fuck! Namjoon oh Jesus warn m-me" Seokjin squirms a bit as now all three fingers are inside him.

"Why would I ever?" Namjoon laughs a bit before biting just above the others collar bone. Namjoon feels himself getting uncomfortably hard at the way Seokjin was squirming beneath him taking his fingers out of the other and replacing it with something bigger.

"Wai-Wait Joon ah d-don't just slam- sl-" Seokjin was cut off by Namjoon thrusting into him making him scream out Namjoon's name.

"So warm" Namjoon groans not waiting for Seokjin to adjust to his size before moving at an almost inhuman speed. "Mm N-Namj-" Seokjin's eyes roll to the back of his head trying to hold on to something, his lips swollen from biting them so much to hold back moans.

Namjoon, of course, didn't care wether anyone heard them or not which was why he was trying his hardest to- "Namjoon! Namjoon right there yes more right there!" Bingo.

Namjoon pounds into the same spot countless times harder and faster than he was before and more driven by Seokjin looking so wrecked under him.

"Co-comi-coming" Seokjin stutters pulling Namjoon down to connect their lips so he wouldn't be so loud. Namjoon moves his hand to jerk the other off, himself not close to coming yet, chuckling as the other spills over into his hand, wanting to lick off every drop.

Seokjin now was a whimpering mess already overstimulated and fucked out, his hair strewn all over, lips puffy, hickeys everywhere and tears running down the corners of his eyes. Namjoon's thrusts slowed down and became more sloppy losing the rhythm he had as he released deep inside the other.

Pulling out and basically flopping his body beside Seokjin Namjoon catches his breath seeing Seokjin close his eyes. "You said you needed to feel something...and really what I meant to say was I'm right here, feel me.

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Okay so it took me months (I'm sorry) but 1286 words later we've got another part hehe.