Complication

[31]

This reminds me of Alexa- Bomb.
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"Jin." *poke poke*

"Jinnie." Another poke on the shoulder.

"Princess," Namjoon layed his head on his hands as he stared at Jin. He was currently sitting at The Panda Gang's lunch table.

Jimin and Yugyeom fled when the older male sat next to Jin. The only thing Jin wanted to do the youngers was strangling them to death for leaving him alone with a pervert who can't keep his hands to himself.

For the fifth time, Namjoon placed his hand on Jin's exposed thigh, and for the fifth time, Jin slapped it away.

Jin let out a long sigh as he drank his tea that was in his hydro flask. When he finished drinking he licked his lips.

"What do you want?" He let out another sigh giving the male a hint to leave him alone, but Namjoon played dumb and smiled, his deep dimple showing.

"I just wanted to talk to you, you know, like last time." Jin held back his blush that was starting to creep up his face. He couldn't believe that he talked carefree to Namjoon before.

"Well I don't want to talk to you, now go away, your cologne is so strong," Jin placed his index and thumb finger over his nose pressing his nostrils closed. He waved his hands shooing him away, but Namjoon didn't even blink but just stayed there, smiling like the creep he is.

"I know you like the smell because I'm wearing the same one when we last talked in the garden, sweetie," Namjoon sat up straight, his smirk growing.

"Go to hell."

"Hell doesn't exist."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I do, but if hell exists I will bring you down with me, my love."

"Quit calling me names, I hate it." Full of lies. Jin wanted him to continue the pet names. He liked it even to the point where he thinks he has a kink for pet names...in bed.

"You know, I bought you a perfume and it was worth a lot of money, so why not come over to my house and well...we can spend time there. I would like to see what's under the skirt," Namjoon reached his to touch Jin's thighs but his hand was pinched then slapped away.

"Do you think I would go with you, a pervert, to your luxurious house?," Jin was already facing Namjoon. He noticed that the male was about to respond to his question but he beat him to it. "No, not in a million years." He faced his food, ignoring the male that sat next to him, continuously poking him on the shoulder.

He quickly turned his face back again to face Namjoon, startling him. "How much did it cost?"

Namjoon was confused. He would literally but anything for Seokjin. He is rich anyways.

"The perfume idiot. You already forgot that you bought it for me or was it just a trap to get me to your house and do dirty things to me?"

"Oh, of course, I bought it, I wouldn't lie to you princess." Namjoon chuckled lightly and scratched his neck.

"You better be. I'll be right back I have to throw my trash away," Seokjin got up and the trash bin was near the entrance, so it gave Namjoon enough time.

He took out his phone and purchased a luxury perfume he was planning on buying Jin anyways. He ordered it and he could just pick it up in less than 2 hours.

He saw Jin approaching and shoved his phone back in his pant pocket.

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Jimin's arms were hooked with Yugyeom's as he led him out of the building like the gentleman he was.