💋 Seducing Our Boss | NamJin

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When they first arrived at the house, Namjoon threw his coat on the floor, unable to stand the heaviness of it. His quietness brought concern to the older man, who was following him everywhere he would go.

"Those to are crazy, aren't they? I'm so glad we escaped them." Seokjin let out a shaky laugh, while placing his coat aside. He turned around for a minute, and when he turned his attention to Namjoon again, the man had disappeared.

He gave him some time, assuming that the younger just wanted to change his clothes, or use the restroom. So in the meantime, Seokjin went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water to refresh himself. Having hydrated himself, the man went upstairs to change himself out of his clothes.

His heart was still racing from the activities he did with Namjoon. He also felt tired, so he decided to lay down on the bed for a little bit to rest his aching body for a while, to regenerate himself and gain back the energy he had wasted.

"Mmm, I'm so sleepy." He stretched his bones out and cuddled up in bed. His nose suddenly wiggled when it sensed a familiar scent coming from the pillow beside him.

The boy grabbed it, pulling it close to his chest. "It smells like Joonie..." A puffy smile appeared on his face as he snuggled the pillow, softly.

"I'll hug you until Namjoon comes out of the bathroom and cuddles up with me, deal? Good!" He giggled, kissing the white, cushioned pillow while shutting his eyes.

slowly but surely, Seokjin was falling asleep. And when his mind was finally blank, free of any thoughts, the man drifted off into a peaceful sleep, holding onto Namjoon's pillow.

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It was now late at night, and Seokjin woke up, randomly, seeing that the room was pitch black. His first instinct was to get up and search for his boyfriend, who was still in the bathroom.

"What's he doing in there? Is he sleeping in there?" He rubbed his eyes, yawning while reaching for the doorknob, expecting to open the door so easily. But when he turned the doorknob from left to right, the door wouldn't open. Namjoon had locked himself in.

Not a single sound echoed from behind the closed door, so Seokjin worried that Namjoon
wasn't feeling alright after having such forced intercourse.

"Namjoon! It's night time, what are you doing in there? Let's go to sleep." He shouted, and received no response. The house fell quiet. Deadly quiet.

The silence that emitted from the bathroom was not a good sign for Seokjin. He knocked on the door, getting impatient.

"Namjoon, can you open the door?" After Namjoon ignored him for a second time, the older man grew frustrated but he didn't give up.

He waited, sitting on the floor beside the bathroom door. He knew that at some point, Namjoon would have to come out. And he knew that Namjoon was still awake, after hearing the way he was breathing.

But, while waiting, Seokjin had time to think. And his thoughts had him wondering if he had done something to upset the man. He built the courage to knock on the door again, and ask Namjoon more questions. This time, they were more intimate, regarding what had happened at Hyunseok's apartment.

"Is this about the... Foursome we had?" His cheeks started heating up. Still, Namjoon didn't respond to him at all, whatsoever.

He didn't know if he was just keeping himself quiet, or if the younger needed help and couldn't talk.

"Namjoon, you've been in there for a while now." His attempts were now countless. He didn't care how many times he had to knock on the door, but he wasn't leaving without getting a proper answer from the younger male.