Astitva •Namjin/KookV• [Indefinite Hiatus/Discontinued]

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I should start adding some dates here to make the events clearer.  Also, I kinda forgot to add how they look so I'll prob edits those in after this chapter so please go and check the previous chapters and the introduction. 

A very important announcement at the end of this chapter so please please pleaseeee read it. It may be good or it may be bad.

I hope you enjoy~~

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उत्साह-उत्साहो बलवानार्य नास्त्युत्साहात्परं बलम् । सोत्साहस्य हि लोकेषु न किञ्चदपि दुर्लभम् ॥
-Enthusiasm is very strong; there is no force greater than enthusiasm. Nothing is impossible in the world for an enthusiastic man-

- May -

A warm summer breeze blew through blond hair as the male ran his hand through it. A soft smile bloomed on his lips as he turned, walking in and closing the balcony door. The interior of his house had changed a lot. The walls were painted a soft shade of creme, lights on the ceiling illuminating the room. The furniture was grey and creme, perfectly blending into the soothing vibe.

Namjoon had never thought he would come to love the colour white so much. But it was colour who had washed over himself, making him fall head over heels with the angel that flew into his life. He walked into the kitchen, watching the older's back as he moved around. He walked forward, putting his arms around his husband.

"Joonie!" Seokjin squeaked as strong arms took him into a back hug, his own hands moving to rest on them. The younger nuzzled his nose in the angel's neck, breathing in his scent. "I love you," Namjoon whispered and Seokjin blushed, mumbling it back.

"Stop it." He giggled out as he felt butterfly kisses on his shoulder. He turned around, looking at the taller male as he looped his arms behind the demon's head. "What is it?" He asked, leaning forward till their noses brushed together. "Nothing." Namjoon smiled, pecking his husband's nose as he picked him up, twirling him around.

Seokjin laughed, his hands on the other's shoulder as he was twirled around. "Put me down, Joonie." He said between laughs as he felt his head getting heavy. He patted the younger's shoulders quickly and Namjoon put him down. The older staggered for a few moments, holding his forehead. 

"Hyung, are you okay?" The young demon asked, concern clear in his voice. Seokjin smiled slightly, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just felt dizzy." He dismissed as kissed the younger's cheeks before going back to his work.

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Loud knocks sounded throughout the small house as Seokjin looked at Namjoon. The Sun was setting, the sky a bright orange. Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, standing up and going to the front door. He opened the door, eyes widening as he was pushed aside by the older demon. He looked up at the male and froze.

"What is this I hear, Kim Namjoon!?" His father roared, eyes red with anger as he emitted the darkest aura Namjoon had ever seen. He stood there, mind reeling as he tried to think of something. "You married that angel?!" 

Soft footsteps came towards them and Namjoon winced as saw the older peeking out from the room, eyes widening as he saw the older male. The demon looked at the angel for a second before he snapped his eyes to glare at Namjoon. "I can't believe it!"