LOVERS MEAT° [namjin.] ✓

His.

Namjoon finished his meal and then stretched his arms.

Jin was upstairs, taking a nap.

Namjoon decided to be a good husband and do the laundry, something he never does.

He smiled as he got a basket of dirty clothes and went over the washingmachine.

He was happily humming, not seeing the little blood on the floor.

He opened the washingmachine.

His eyes grew big and he fell backwards, slapping his hands over his mouth.

Arms we're falling out of the machine together with sliced open belly's, penis and legs. There was a thick layer of blood over it all that was now over the floor.

He felt tears in his eyes when he saw Jungkook's head in all the nasty meat.

He gagged as he knew what he had done.

He threw up on the floor, desperate to get Jungkook's meat out of him.

"Baby? What's happening down there?" He heard from upstairs.

He was shaking and trembling when he saw Jin's shadow hanging over him.

"Ah. You found out." Jin commented with a sigh.

"Too bad, I really liked making food for you Namjoon." Jin said as he carresed his back.

"But don't worry." He leaned in his ear. Namjoon was choking on his tears.

"I won't hurt you." He whispered in a sweet voice.