Black String Of Fate

Chapter 16

Namjoon was excited meeting new people but moreover he was excited to let loose tonight. Working continuously was taking toll on him and he desperately needed a break so when Minho met him in a cafe close to his office and invited him, he couldn't decline the offer. He was buzzing with excitement.

Minho invited him and asked to get a plus one as well. Namjoon knew Jin wasn't comfortable with big crowds and thought of taking someone else, probably Yoongi, but all in all, he was ready for the party. When Namjoon went back home and saw Jin he grew worried. It felt like he was seeing a new Jin.

He forced Jin to come with him, wanting him to forget his worries and enjoy, just for a night. Namjoon left Jin alone in the party, urging Jin to talk to people. He always had an eye on Jin, not leaving him, ready to help if something happened. Namjoon sighed heavily, seeing Jin alone on the counter, spacing off.

Namjoon was having a good time with his friends, but he was also a bit restless seeing Jin alone. When he had enough, he left his friends to company Jin, but Minho was faster than him. Namjoon stopped in his tracks seeing Jin smiling and talking to Minho. Namjoon felt his chest tightening, the smile on Jin's face looked too pretty.

Namjoon felt bitter in his mouth but he shrugged it off and took a step back wanting Jin to make friends as well. He did keep an eye on them though, not trusting Minho alone with Jin. Sometime later, he saw Minho pulling Jin upstairs and followed them. He noticed them going into a room, making his blood boil.

He knew what intentions Minho had to take Jin upstairs, but his heart ached when Jin didn't even fight to go with him. He slowly tip toed to their room and opened the door, surprised to find door unlocked. He peeked in and clutched his hands in fists, getting angry seeing Minho flirt with Jin and the look on Jin's face.

Namjoon's heart painfully thumped in his chest. Confused, he placed his hand on his heart, "Why is it painful?" He asked himself. His thoughts were broken when Minho screamed loudly. Namjoon gasped and looked in from a small gap. He saw Minho cupping his crotch area and Jin glaring at the man showing his ring.

Seeing Minho moan in pain, he winced lightly, it looked like he got kicked in his balls, which Namjoon desperately wanted to do. He did pity the boy though, that shit really does hurt. He shook his head and looked at Jin, hearing him scold Minho for even thinking that he was going to cheat on his husband.

A shy smile appeared on Namjoon's face. Namjoon clearly heard everything that Jin said or more like spit in fury. To say that Namjoon was shocked, would be a lie, he felt his soul leaving his body hearing Jin talk so sinful. Unconsciously, Namjoon Jr. was getting to life but Namjoon cleared his thoughts.

Namjoon closed his eyes and thought of few disgusting things, calming his raging hormones and peeked in again, only to see Jin seriously threatening injured Minho to roast his chilly pepper. Namjoon wanted to laugh at Minho's state but he snorted and bit his lips, wanting to stay hidden a little longer.

He didn't want to appear like a possessive husband keeping a track of his husband's life. When he saw Jin coming, he panicked and rushed down, pretending to be sitting with their mutual friends at the counter. Jimin and Tae kept interrogating him, wanting to know why was he panting, making Namjoon want to kick their asses.

Namjoon sneakily kept glancing from the corner of his eyes to see if Jin was coming and when he was sure that Jin was coming towards them, he stood up. It looked like Namjoon wanted to say something and he did, he wanted to tell Jin that they can leave but before he could even utter a word, Jin fell unconscious in his arms.

Namjoon gasped inaudibly, securely holding Jin in his arms and sat down, trying to wake him up. He felt his hands shiver and his world trembling when Jin didn't react. He looked around desperately, seeing Jungkook he asked him to get the car in a shaky voice. They all drove to the hospital, not caring about the damn traffic rules.