top/sub namjoon
bottom/dom jin
a/n: sub joon is so fucking beautiful. I said what i said.
intro: Namjoon and Jin just arrived back home from some events that took place at a bar Hoseok had invited them to that ends up making a bratty Seokjin angry.
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"You're a fucking liar Kim Namjoon!" Seokjin yelled as Namjoon quietly unlocked the door to their shared apartment, pretty much done with Jin jumping to conclusions already.
He opened up the door and smiled contently at the homey feeling that flooded through his body as soon as he walked through it.
He was utterly annoyed when Jin kicked him in the shin before closing the door as he trailed in behind Namjoon. "Are you ignoring me? What the fuck was that at the club?"
Namjoon let out a heavy sigh as he tossed his leather jacket over the back of the couch, making his way to their kitchen and flicked on the light, Jin hot on his trail.
"Babe, I don't know what you're on about." Namjoon said, trying to keep his composure, which wasn't really working considering his hot headed boyfriend just wouldn't let up.
Jin grumbled something along the lines of "dumb bitch" under his breath and scoffed as Namjoon grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled up his glass under the sink faucet, downing half of it before placing it down on the counter.
"That girl was not so subtly fucking flirting with you and you just let her knowing damn well I was
standing right there." He said, Namjoon not really paying much attention to his little orange haired boyfriend.
Instead, Namjoon was checking out his gorgeous boyfriend who was wearing a see-through white top with little cupids on it that was cropped so Namjoon could see a little sliver of his belly with every movement the older made. His black leather pants hugging his thighs perfectly, just blatantly showing off Jin's impeccable figure. The black heels Jin decided to wear making him about the same height as Namjoon which made Namjoon laugh slightly.
"What the fuck are you laughing about Namjoon? Does this relationship mean shit to you?!" Jin yelled, obviously getting furious at Namjoon's lack of response.
Namjoon finished the rest of his glass of water and rinsed it before putting it on the drying rack. "She was just being friendly Jin. Who'd I go home with, hmm?"
Jin scoffed, crossing his arms, blocking his light brown nipples from Namjoon's view in the process. "Just being friendly, huh? How would you feel if I was 'just being friendly' with someone at that club huh?" Namjoon wasn't phased by Jin's possessiveness, being a reoccurring thing every time they went out. "Maybe instead I went home with Taehyung, hmm?"
Now that,
That.
Hit one of Namjoon's nerves. The ex boyfriend of Jin's being brought into almost every argument they have.
"Jin, I told you to quit talking about him." Namjoon did his best to stay calm, not facing Jin as he placed his hands on the cold marble island in the middle of their kitchen, looking into the spacious living room.
"No, if it's ok for a woman to blatantly flirt with you whilst your absolutely stunning boyfriend is standing there then it's ok for me to talk about men, including Taehyung." Jin said, the tone of his voice changing to something a bit more dangerous, as if a challenge was set in place.
