the tall ceilings haunted namjoon. he hadn't walked into a church ever since he found out he was into the same gender. his mother didn't mind it, but when the town found out they did.
people chatting about gossip in town was heard. as were the sounds of dress shoes and heels. many people looked at namjoon. some people with interest, and some with wonder.
"sit with me," jimin whispers, "father usually sits alone in the front. he won't invite you because he likes to make it look like he's a loner." the annoyance in his voice showed that jimin wasn't all too keen for his father.
"o-okay," namjoon blushed. jimin grabbed his hand and started pulling him to the back where him, taehyung, and hoseok usually sit. jimin has always never liked coming there so they would quietly talk about random things. people were too tranced into the priest speaking to hear them.
"guys, meet namjoon. namjoon, meet hoseok and taehyung," jimin smiles. namjoon bent down and offered his hand to shake. taehyung chuckled and nudged jimin.
jimin made a face at him. "you've got a real gentlemen here," he joked. namjoon sighed when none of them took his hand. he sat back and ran a hand throughout his hair. the soft strands running through his fingers beautifully.
"namjoon is my friend," jimin says. the elder just nodded; pretending to not be hurt by his choice of words. he would've thought by the things the innuendos they've been doing, they'd at least be a bit more than friends.
hoseok offered a hand. namjoon happily took it. "it's nice to meet you."
"you don't look like you're around jimin's age," he says, noticing hoseoks maturity in his looks. he didn't have as much youth as jimin and taehyung did in their semblance.
"that's because i'm twenty-two." namjoon ah's and nods. hoseok just chuckled softly. "you're thirty-one, right?"
namjoon squeezed his eyes and scrunched his nose, making a spitting sound with his throat. "thanks for reminding me," he laughs. "so what do you do for a living?"
jimin crossed his arms and pouted at the connection between them. he wish he could have an adult conversation like the two eldest in the group. taehyung noticed the disappointment in jimin's eyes and sighed. he rested his head onto his shoulder and intertwined their hands.
namjoon caught sight of this in his peripheral vision. he felt something wash over him, bit he never minded it. it wasn't like they were an exclusive item. the whole town would kick them out for having such an inappropriate relationship.
"excuse me, we will be starting now," the man up front says. the whole place goes quiet and so do the boys. hoseok and taehyung start talking about their favorite bands which lead to jimin and namjoon to be alone. jimin laid a hand onto namjoons thigh. he wanted to rest his head as well, but that'd be way too risky.
namjoons smile made it's way to his small rounded face. he laughed through his nose as jimin continued to touch him. jimins small hand squeezed slightly before starting to move slowly up. before he went right before his bulge, he made another squeeze before placing his hand directly on namjoons manhood.
his breath hitched as he bit his lower lip. he tried to keep his eyes open and free from tears as jimin kept his hand there and making small motions with it. namjoon started to lose his breath slightly, hoseok and taehyung oblivious to what was happening.
"jimin, s-s,"
"hm?" jimin hums, nibbling his bottom lip slightly. he rubbed his thumb up and down namjoon through his pants. as namjoon feels his pants starting to damp, he grasps jimins hand and throws it back onto his own lap. he grips onto the wood as he squeezed his eyes shut and jimin smirked at the fact his first time ever touching someone became successful.
"you're in trouble when we get home."
