I'm in love with a criminal {Namjin FF} ✓

~ nine ~

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'night night' he responded with and closed his eyes when he realized that this adventure had sucked his energy to 0%.
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'god- how much does your arm even weight? Why am I asking this a giant monster? How dumb of me...' Normal human beings wake up to the light of the sun but the misfortuned boy Jin is, had to wake up to him being wrapped like a sushi roll. Wrapped in blankets PLUS Namjoon's giant body around it. His arm hugged Jin while his legs locked Jin's between them. 'I'm hungwyyy...let me go!' The boy whined in annoyance, almost having a mental breakdown. He even tried to shake him off but nothing seemed to work. 'could you pwease let me go pwease...I won't wun away' he pouted, his voice higher pitched than before. Seokjin was shocked that in fact Namjoon had obeyed and softened his grip around the boy's figure. With a quick 'thank you' he escaped his strong arms and ran down the stairs. When Joon watched him as he did so, he couldn't help but smile at how childish he was and excited he became when it came to food. He spread himself on the bed and relaxed his muscles until he was sure he was ready to stand up and go downtairs for breakfast.

Jin in other hand was fit and cheerful as he rushed to the kitchen where the chef probably prepared the ingredients for Namjoon's deluxe breakfast. 'Do you need anything?' The woman spoke up while Jin was staring at her movements and later decided to politely answer. 'may I help you?' She turned his head towards him and unsurely nodded, pointing at the counter. 'He loves french toast with whipped cream and fresh fruits. Mostly strawberries...but the issue is that he nags about everything when it comes to food so I'm sure he won't stop talking bad about your skills- wait, can you even cook?' She asked suprised, questioning herself if she can trust him with that. What if he would've poisoned him? 'Promise me to make him compliment it' she raised both of her eyebrows, slowly stepping aside after she put the pan on the stove. Jin walked to the sink and washed his hands clean, the woman gazing him while getting the remaining ingredients that she forgot to take out. 'Organic butter? What is he? A prince's son? Give me a real butter' Jin squealed when he saw all those products. The chef was quiet hestitant but she still did what she was told. She was sure she would get fired that day. Back to Jin who mixed the sugar and cinnamon, grabbed the toast leaves one by one and drowned them in the milk-egg mix before he put them each into the buttered pan to fry the bread. 'Do you want to learn another variety to cook these?' He asked with a proud grin but when he didn't get a response from her, he turned back to his workplace and pressed the toast thinner as he smeared jam, nutella or honey inside before rolling and repeating the same steps as before. In meantime Namjoon had already woken and freshened up before sitting down in the dining room. 'Am I paying people for nothing in this house?' he yelled and believe it or not, his voice was heard from miles away. The moment the two chefs heard him and Jin immediately send the woman with a big dish towards the room Namjoon waited in. 'Why did it take so long huh?' He scolded with a stern tone that terrified the woman a lot. She bowed as excuses and sorrys echoed in the room. Not that Namjoon minded her words but when he took a bite of his delicious french toast, he let out a satisfied groan. Bite after bite, he couldn't get enough of the taste plus it was well decorated too and didn't make him lose his appetite. The man was suprised that his breakfast was neither burned or didn't taste well. Then he spotted something else on the plate. 'The fuck is that?' he asked, pointing at Jin's self cooked rolls with his knife. 'Sir, please enjoy' she tried to ignore the question as her feet automatically made their way out of the room towards the kitchen. 'HE LIKED IT!' She jumped around as she hit Jin's shoulder due to over excitement. 'Is he really that judging when it comes to your cooking?' He asked, emphasizing the word 'that' while she nodded.

'Where is he?' they turned their head towards the voice who of course belonged to Namjoon and nobody else. The same moment Jin wanted to respond to his yells, Joon entered the kitchen, his bitter face turning into a soft smile when he saw Jin wrapped in a girly apron with white and yellow features on it. 'No wonder' he breathed out as he approached the boy and grabbed his wrist as he led him to the dining room. They stepped into the room and Joon immediately sat down, guiding Seokjin on his lap. 'Open your mouth little' Namjoon cooed before shoving Jin's own made food into his mouth. 'Did you cooked them? Maybe put poison innit?' he smirked as another bite was taken by the boy. Jin jumped on the man's lap in pure stir as he chewed with big cheeks. 'I got good news for you. Master will be back soon. Do you want to leave so soon?' At his question, Jin slowed down his chews and locked eyes with Namjoon. Did he really want to leave after these few days he had spent with him? He thought about it and realized this place felt more like home. 'I have a mom to take care of. The only treasure daddy left for Jinnie' the boy remembered with a faked smile as he turned around and reached for the last strawberry but as soon as he did Namjoon yeeted it away and placed it between his lips. 'I saw it first!' the boy whined as he raised his hand to hit him but failed when his wrists were caged in Joon's palms. As he did that, Jin's eyes stopped at the man's lips and stared as Namjoon slowly slid the fruit inside his mouth, teasing him. In the same moment, Seokjin leaned forward for his life to capture the strawberry with his lips which ended up in success. With his mouth stuffed with the red fruit, he swallowed it with ease, loving the feeling of almost choking due to it's size. 'Good boy. I will be back home around lunch time so why don't you just look around the house and get comfortable?' Jin raised his eyebrows. 'Will you kill other men?' He asked meanly but he didn't get a response either. 'I guess I'll just ignore that and go to sleep...have fun' he awkwardly showed him his a uncomfy smile and made his way to his room.