Young Forever

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Third Person POV.

Jin woke up to a sound of a door slamming. He sat up on his elbows, squinting his eyes open. The brunette covers his eyes, the sunrays spilling throught the window. His throat was dry and he was shirtless. His head hurt like hell. He just shrugged it off, sitting up to drink water. He sighs, checking the time on his phone.

8:13 am

He was in shock. Normally he'd wake up at 5 or even 4 am. He didn't remember anything from yesterday, it was all a blur to his mind when he tried to remember. He stood up and walked to the bathroom, he suddenly winced an felt a stinging pain in his butt. He grabbed onto the edge of the sink, trying to keep his legs straight. He didin't know why it hurt that badly, but because he was innocent, so he only assumed it was just a cramp for sleeping in the same position for too long. He twisted the faucet and splashed water to his face, refreshining him for the least. He suddenly felt something rise from his throat. He covered his mouth and went to the toilet, letting out all the toxic liquid. He didin't know what was going on. He was sure that he didin't drink last night.

Although, he smelled like alcohol. A rush of dissapointment filled his mind. He promised Namjoon he wouldn't drink last night, but look where he is right now. He felt bad. Namjoon trusted him not to, he would've felt more worse going to class today. He won't wanna hear anything about what happened last night. Especially what happened to himself. He stood up from the cold tiled floor, his legs wobbling as he flopped down on his bed. His classes start at 11 so he still had time to rest.

He went back to sleep, turning on his alarm first so that he'll wake up sooner.

JIN'S DREAM (aka what happened last night)

Laughs and chattering filled the house as Jin took another shot. The liquid burnt his throat, making him cough. Namjoon looked at the boy, chuckling slightly as he rubbed the older's back. The muted boy just glared at Namjoon, which made him laugh even more. Jin took another shot, this time just clearing his throat. Namjoon leaned closer to the mute, making him shiver. "Hey, don't you think you had enough? Thats been like, 12 shots dude.." Namjoon said with a smile, his dimples in display. Seokjin only looked at him, blankly as if telling him to get closer. They pressed their hands together, they started to speak to eachother.

(You see in this world, when your soulmate can communicate with you in a way that you can understand eachother very well, thats your soulmate. If you're blind, you can only see your soulmate/partner. If you are deaf, you can hear only your partner's/sm's voice. If you are mute, you can talk by skin contact, looking into eachothers' eyes. You two are somehow synced and can feel eachother's physical and emotional state.)

"Sorryyy..~ I'm just so horny maaann..~" Seokjin's voice echoed in Namjoon's mind. He looked at the brunette with a poker face. "TMI man.. Just go and take care of it in one of the empty bedrooms. And what does that have antthing to do with why you're horny? Drinking is just gonna make it worse.." Seokjin just smirked and pulled his tie, their noses touching. "Yeah.. So can you please help me?~" Seokjin bit his lip, making Namjoon blush. The brunette gave puppy eyes. Namjoon likes him, but he didin't want to ruin their relationship. And once Seokjin wakes up tommorow after, who knows what jin would do. He couldn't resist those puppy eyes though. Its what his friend wants, its what his friend gets. He slowly nodded, grabbing Seokjin by the wrist dragging him to one of the empty bedrooms. The younger pinned him to the bed, hovering over him. Seokjin was a power bottom. Namjoon could already tell just by looking at him. Jin wrapped his legs around the younger's torso, pulling him into a kiss. Namjoon complied immediatly, biting on Jin's lip. Earning a breathy moan from the older, Namjoon shoved his tongue into his mouth. Namjoon started to unbuckle Jin's belt, fiddling with the leather. Suddenly, an earaping sound of an alarm clock filled Jin's ears, realising what it was.

End of dream

Jin jolted awake, only to be met by the phone on his chest, ringing like crazy. He turned off the alarm and checked the time.

10:14

He sighed and got up to change. His thoughts were a mess. Was that dream a foreshadow of what happened last night? Did it really happen? Did they really fuck? He was too confused to think about it. He shrugged it off and went to class. He wishes he won't hear anything about last night.