Kim 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...
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Namjoon had been feeling down lately, but nothing bad had happened with Yoongi. Seokjin noticed how stressed Namjoon was, and decided to 'innocently' give him a massage. Namjoon, at first, protested the idea, saying he was fine, but nobody wins against Kim Seokjin. Though, Namjoon couldn't stop a moan bubbling out of his throat when he felt Seokjin leaving sweet, gentle kisses on his neck. Seokjin couldn't help but smirk against Namjoon's neck, and left little bites up his neck and jaw until he got to his ear and, in the most dominant voice he could create, whispered. "You're stressed, baby, let me take care of you." Namjoon almost melted at those words, only able to mumble a soft 'please' in response to Seokjin. Seokjin gently pushed him down onto the bed, and connected their lips in a passionate kiss. Namjoon responded instantly, his body going limp underneath Seokjin as he kissed back gently. Seokjin groaned and trailed his hands down Namjoon's body, his fingers slipping into the waistband of his sweatpants and tugging them down. The older male couldn't help but let a huge smirk spread across his face when he noticed Namjoon had went commando. "Such a dirty little bitch aren't you?"Seokjin looked down at Namjoon. Namjoon blushed heavily. "H-Hyung please..."He mumbled, bucking his hips up and moaning when his cock rubbed against Seokjin's inner thigh. Seokjin grunted quietly and shoved Namjoon's hips back down, leaving a dark bite on his neck. Namjoon couldn't help but cry out at the feeling. "J-Jinnie please!" Seokjin hummed thoughtfully, before he grabbed some lube from his bedside table. He lathered his cock in the lubricant, and looked at Namjoon. "Did you want prep?" Namjoon shook his head, his breathing heavy. "It'll hurt like a bitch anyways..."He mumbled. Seokjin couldn't help but laugh at that, before he put the lube bottle back where it was before, and lined up with Namjoon's entrance. Namjoon gripped onto Seokjin's shirt, hissing when Seokjin slowly pushed in. The pain didn't last long, as he was soon pleading for his boyfriend to just do something. Seokjin wasn't overly big, but he made up for what he didn't have in length by how much he had in width. Namjoon was trying to stay as quiet as he could, but with Seokjin rutting into him this roughly? It was almost impossible. "Ji—fuck—Jinnie!"Namjoon was sobbing in pleasure as Seokjin picked up the pace. "G-God, Joon, you're so tight..."Seokjin slightly moaned, driving deeper into Namjoon's tight heat. "Fuckfuckfuck!"Was all Namjoon could cry out as he came without warning. The white ropes spilled all over Seokjin and Namjoon's stomachs, some dribbling onto the bedsheets. Seokjin yelled a little 'shit' as he came deep into Namjoon, leaving them both breathless. It took a while, but Seokjin slowly pulled out, making Namjoon wince. Seokjin kissed his cheek, before he helped the male up. Namjoon stumbled slightly, but Seokjin just led him to the bathroom. "Mm...love you hyung."Namjoon mumbled as Seokjin ran a bath. "I love you too, beautiful. You look so sexy when you're under me."Seokjin smirked, earning an eye roll from Namjoon.
