The Tutor | nj

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Seokjin knocked on the door in front of him, tugging his sweater sleeves over his hands nervously as he waited for Namjoon to open the door. He was considerably less nervous than he had been the previous week, but the anxiousness was not fully gone as he thought about the possibility of them doing more than just kissing that night.

Namjoon finally came to the door, opening it just enough to stick his head through the crack. Seokjin noticed slight worry in the younger male's eyes and was about to ask what was wrong when Namjoon started speaking. "Something, uh, unexpected has come up." Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows at Namjoon's words. "I'm going to need you to close your eyes and not open them until I give you the okay."

Seokjin was extremely confused, and now worried, about what could possibly be going on in that apartment, but he trusted Namjoon. In fact, the amount of trust he already had for the male was surprising to even himself, considering that they hadn't known each other for very long. Seokjin nodded and closed his eyes, feeling Namjoon's hand in his a few seconds later. The younger tugged at his arm, causing Seokjin to start walking and blindly follow Namjoon into the apartment. Seokjin thought he could hear low grunts or something similar as they walked further into the apartment but didn't think much of it as Namjoon continued leading him.

He realized that Namjoon had stopped when he bumped into the man's back, Namjoon immediately letting go of his hand with the sound of a door closing following a few seconds later. "Okay, you can open them now."

Seokjin did and realized he was in what must have been Namjoon's bedroom. He looked around the area as Namjoon cleared the bed, it having been covered in textbooks and notebooks much like the rest of the room was. There was a keyboard up against one wall, a desk with a computer, a couple of monitors, and some equipment he recognized from Yoongi's room that must have been for making music sitting next to the keyboard. When Namjoon was done clearing his books away, he gestured for the older male to sit down on the bed. Seokjin's cheeks flushed as he sat on the edge of the bed but tried to push away any...dirty thoughts by asking Namjoon a question. "So, what was that all about?"

"You remember that friend I told you about that he can't get off unless there's a chance of someone seeing him?" Namjoon sat down next to Seokjin, close enough that their thighs were touching. Seokjin nodded, his skin heating up although he couldn't tell if it was from the other male's close proximity or the memory of Namjoon's rambling about exhibitionism during their first conversation with each other. "Well, that friend is my roommate, and when he masturbates, he likes to do it in our living room." Seokjin's eyes widened as he realized what that grunting he had heard was. "And considering you're still fairly new to all of this, I didn't think you'd enjoy walking in on that."

Seokjin felt his heart flutter at how considerate Namjoon was to be thinking of his comfort. "Oh, well, thank you for that."

Namjoon just smiled in response. "So, is there anything specific you want to do tonight? Did you do what I asked?"

Seokjin had spent the entire day pumping himself up to be confident enough to share his very small list with Namjoon, however now with the younger male's intense stare on him, he found himself unable to. "I-I did," he stammered, "b-but I don't know if I'm ready to try anything yet." That was false, Seokjin had actually been really looking forward to seeing if Namjoon would be interested in indulging his curiosity for biting, however now he was too embarrassed to ask him, so he decided it would be better to wait until a situation arose where he could explore that small thing. Namjoon nodded in understanding, waiting for Seokjin to continue. "C-can we just...kiss a little more? Keep exploring first base?"

Namjoon softly smiled at the older male, taking his hand in is. "You don't have to be shy or embarrassed to ask me anything." Seokjin's eyes widened once again, as he hadn't realized that Namjoon could tell how he was feeling. "The only time I'd say no is if it was a hard limit of mine," Seokjin's eyebrows furrowed, as he could recall their professor mentioning something about limits, but he didn't know what a 'hard' one was, "but it'll be a long time before we get to any of those. So, don't worry, whatever you want, you'll get."