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"Hello." He stretches a hand out to Namjoon, fingers long beneath dark gloves, remarkably well-preserved. "I'm Seokjin Kim."
"Kim Seokjin." Namjoon tells him, taking his hand and swallowing hard when his heart tries to escape through his throat. "I'm also, uh.. I can speak Korean. It's okay."
"Good to know." Seokjin's expression is deceptively open, fingers slipping free of Namjoon's. He takes a step closer, until his prettily polished shoes are toe-to-toe with Namjoon's ratty old loafers. Something heady clings to his clothes and there's a fine layer of powder brushed across his eyelids, and he runs his tongue across his teeth, thoughtful; hooks a hand around Namjoon's tie, and knocks their foreheads together, free hand taking residence on his hip. "You know there'd be a dozen guns on you right now if I screamed BKB, right?"
Series
- Part 1 of All That Glitters