Black String Of Fate

Chapter 11

Namjoon followed in Jin after collecting himself and looked around. The house was pretty decent for both of them. It wasn't a big house, just enough for both the boys with 2 room, a spacious kitchen, a hall and a store room. There was a garage for them to park their car and a beautiful garden outside.

Jin was pleased. He didn't want a big mansion like house, a small house with calm surrounding was more than enough for him. Sighing in happiness, he walked in the kitchen and looked at the counter where he saw a note. Frowning, he picked it up and called Namjoon before reading it. Namjoon came in and Jin showed the note in his hand.

"I found this here. I thought, you might also want to hear" he said slightly shrugging and Namjoon nodded. Jin started reading the note aloud, which said that the house was already set for them. They didn't have to do anything. There was food stocked, their clothes were arranged in their cupboards, the kitchen had everything and so on.

Namjoon silently heard everything that was Jin reading. Jin was happy that their parents had taken care of almost everything. He continued reading but abruptly stopped reading and flushed. Namjoon frowned in confusion when Jin stopped all of a sudden. He watched Jin's ears go red and raised his eyebrow.

"What? Why did you stop?" He asked and Jin gulped, shaking his head. Namjoon frowned deeply, "Tell me. What's more written in that note?" He asked authoritatively but Jin shook his head, holding the paper tight, "It's nothing. The rest is all nothing serious" he said trying to hide the paper.

Curiosity was killing Namjoon. He tried to look in the paper but Jin quickly hid it his back. Namjoon was now annoyed, he didn't understand what was Jin even hiding. He wanted to know what was written in that note that made Jin stop reading. He moved towards Jin as Jin moved back, trying to stay away from Namjoon.

Jin noticed Namjoon getting closer but before he could run, Namjoon caught him. Namjoon locked Jin's arms behind his back and snatched the paper from his hands, ignoring Jin struggling and yelling him to not read. Namjoon read aloud from where Jin stopped.

"Jin, this is especially for you.
In your closet, if you look deep inside, you'll find a black box, which is quite heavy. If you open that you'll see that we have put some toys in that, hidden under your clothes. Also, on the side table in the first drawer, you'll find bottles of lube and box of condoms.
We didn't know what flavors you'd want, so we put almost all flavors of lubes and condoms.
There are also some pain killers for you. It'll help you in the morning.
Don't worry about cleaning the sheets, the cleaner will come by tomorrow in the noon and do it.
You just have to rest.
Have fun both of you and the walls are soundproof."

He read and flushed like Jin, dropping the paper in panic. Jin looked down with his eyes screwed shut in embarrassment, "Oh God! This is so embarrassing" he whispered to himself, still pinned in arms of Namjoon. Namjoon looked at Jin with wide eyes and immediately let his hands free and took a step back.

Jin couldn't look at Namjoon and neither could Namjoon look at him. A piece of paper made the air extremely awkward between them. Namjoon scratched his nape looking around while Jin was wailing internally. Namjoon cleared his throat a little, "I'm sorry. I should've listened to you" he apologized and Jin just nodded.

"Uh- let's go to sleep. I'm sure you're tired" he said again and Jin just nodded again, without looking at Namjoon. Namjoon couldn't move, not knowing if he should even leave or not. "I'll go first" he said and rushed out, without looking back at Jin. When Namjoon left, Jin crouched down and punched the air, cursing his fate for such a situation.

He sat there for god know how long and stood up, heaving a deep sigh. "I can't stay here forever. I'll have to face him, we are going to live together after all" he said and nodded, give himself a pep talk. Gathering his courage, Jin walked to the rooms, checking in to find where Namjoon was. It was going to be their bedroom.