~today is the 4th of may, remembrance day of World War II
in my country~word count: 2607
Exhausted, Namjoon threw his case on the couch and himself with it. "Hi honey! I'll blow you a kiss, my legs are to fucking sore!" Namjoon blows a kiss to his husband, who's stirring a very nice smelling soup. Seokjin turns around and rolls his eyes. "That's okay, welcome home." Namjoon receives a loving kiss on his forehead.
"It smells delicious baby, what are we having tonight?" Seokjin sighs deeply "The same as yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that and, you won't guess, but also the same as the whole week. Or has it been a month already?"
Now Namjoon sighs too. "I know, I know. Times will get better and we'll have real food in no time. I promise!" He won't let his hope down even though his boyfriend did a long time ago. "Sure, you've been saying that for a year now, nothing has changed, if not worsened. Now come sit down, the soup is ready. I tried to make the best of it, but they were out of broth cubes and we only had 1 left. And they were out of meat and potatoes, so it'll be bland, but I..." Namjoon cuts him off with a kiss. "It's okay baby, really. It's not like you can help it. Your cooking is still number 1 in the world."
After they finished the indeed very bland soup, they clean the table together. "Ms. Kaverhouzer has been looking at us weird lately. You think she knows?" Seokjin asks as he craddles closer to his husband on the couch, but Namjoon shakes his head. "Why would she, we blinded the windows and don't behave like a couple outside right? We'll be fine. Besides, what if she knows? She doesn't seem like a person to betray anyone." Namjoon kisses Seokjin on top of his head. "She always brought us cake before, but she stopped doing that too."
"Also I stood in line in the freezing cold, for 2 hours to get those cubes Joon. 2 hours!" "I know baby, I know. It'll be better in no time. And we'll be celebrating with all kinds of foods. And we'll finally be able to hold hands and kiss outside." Namjoon consoles the younger, as he quietly starts sobbing.
Namjoon didn't have to join the army for war, he's a teacher and has a very high IQ. He's said to be one of the greatest teachers, since he has much knowledge on many fields. So he's considered too valuable to be send to the front lines. Seokjin simply failed the test. It started off with his height. He has a very feminine physique and not much strength. He only passed the ones testing his knowledge, with one of the highest scores even.
(And Namjoon made him fake a injury but we'll forget that)
Their town has been in the hands of the enemy for about a year now, and things sure did change. Even though, the two were never that open about being husbands, they still felt free to do so. Now those idiots are making the rules and they make no sense.
They are rather inhumane and degrading. People aren't allowed to be who they want to be, but have to act and be like they say people should.
One of those rules forbids love between the same sexes.
That's why Namjoon and Seokjin have to be very careful. They could get arrested and send to jail or even worse, get executed.
They obviously aren't the only ones suffering from this, all thing to do with LGBTQ is forbidden. Their friends Yoongi and Jungkook have been arrested already for not agreeing to the new law. They protested since they're gay as well. After the couple saw what happened to their friends, they decided to hide their relationship and act as friends.
They were lucky enough the new law also forced them to blind their windows, in case of an air strike. So behind those blinds they can act and talk however they like. They are still very anxious for all of their friends. Yoongi, Jungkook and Jimin got arrested and Taehyung and Hoseok joined to fight those fuckers and their army. The two have no idea whether they're alive or not.
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