In the end, Seokjin convinced Namjoon to stay at his overnight at his place.
So, the two were just lying on Seokjin's floor together, talking about whatever came to mind.
"I don't get it."Seokjin mumbled. "You're really hot, Namjoon, I don't get why you listen to people that are clearly jealous of you."
Namjoon sighed. "Everyone's called me ugly before. People who claimed to love me called me ugly, and one of my exes tried to make me get plastic surgery even though I'm too young. My parents don't like the way I look because I'm too different from Taehyung."
Seokjin frowned. "So you just...believe it now?"
Namjoon nodded. "I must be if everyone seems to have the need to point it out."
"You wanna know something?"
"What?"
"When you first came into our school, people wouldn't stop talking about how handsome you are. People were intimidated to come talk to you because you look so good."
Namjoon glanced at him. "Really?"
Seokjin nodded, and shifted so he was lying on his side.
He reached over, and placed a hand on Namjoon's face. "Yeah. Really."
Namjoon looked at him, and sighed. "I can't help but feel you're just telling me that to shut me up."
"No, if I was gonna shut you up I'd do this."
"Do what?"
Seokjin didn't hesitate, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Namjoon's.
It took a minute for Namjoon's shock to wear off, but when it did, he slowly returned the action, letting his eyes fall shut.
Seokjin let his own eyes shut, and he didn't break the kiss until he had to.
That was...an experience, really.
He loved the way his lips felt against Namjoon's own.
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Beautiful
FanfictionKim Namjoon has been told all his life that he is ugly. By his parents. By his old friends. By his many, many exes. By his classmates. By everyone. When he moves to a new school, people can't seem to stop staring, and he assumes it's because he's u...
