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It's 8.49 PM and Seokjin is in the middle of writing the last paragraph of his assignment when his doorbell rings.
He opens it to find his tall, gorgeous, dimpled boyfriend smiling from ear to ear after seeing him.
With the lines of the paragraph still in his head, he just hurriedly peck his boyfriend's lips as a greeting then leave the door open to let himself in, while he's going back to his work.
"Babe, is that all the greeting I get after not seeing each other for 3 weeks?" Namjoon complains as he take off his shoes and coat.
Seokjin just hums to answer, still absorb in his work. Namjoon huffs, probably pouting adorably if Seokjin has a second to spare so he can look at him.
Seokjin sits on cushion on the floor in between his couch and coffee table, and he can feel rather than sees it, when his boyfriend sits behind him on the couch, his long legs caging Seokjin's hunched frame on the floor.
"Is this the assignment that you have to turn in before midnight tonight?" Namjoon asks with a careful voice, and Seokjin knows it's because he doesn't want to disturb Seokjin's flow.
"Eung" that's all Seokjin need to say to make Namjoon stops asking questions and just sighs in defeat. Seokjin doesn't have time to feel guilty, he'll make up for it once he finishes this.
Almost and hour later Seokjin hits the send button to email the said assignment to his professor, he's getting a good vibe out of it, last minutes inspiration and all that, and confident that he'll at least score an A-.
He stretches both of his arms up his head and he can hear the popping of his joints. Then he turns around to find Namjoon sleeping on the couch. His phone held loosely in his right hand, probably scrolling through something before he fall asleep. Namjoon's head lolling on the backrest, everything about him screams soft when he's sleeping, his mouth forming an adorable pout that gets Seokjin to stands on his feet and lightly pecks it to wake him up.
"Joonie..." he calls him softly, earning a grunt for a response.
He shakes him twice, before his boyfriend finally opens his eyes. Seokjin hunches his back over him, covering Namjoon's eyes from the fluorescent lights at the ceiling above them, prevent it to temporarily blinds him. When Namjoon's eyes finally focusing on him he smiles, "Hey sleepyhead"
"Hey..." Namjoon says, voice deep and laden with sleep.
" I'm sorry I neglected you" Seokjin says jokingly.
Namjoon stays silence, his hand moves and circling his waist, pulls him closer then pursing his lips asking for a kiss, Seokjin gladly grants him.
He kisses him slow, both hands find purchase on the backrest beside Namjoon's head. It's a soft and lazy kiss, the kind he gives when Namjoon's being clingy or to soothe him when he's upset about something. Right now Seokjin meant it as his apology kiss. He doesn't mean to ignore his boyfriend this long, at first he thought he could finished his essay before their promised time to meet up comes, but his brain decides to cooperate and gives him inspiration at the last minutes prompts him to rewrite half of what's been written and end up leaving his boyfriend falls asleep on his couch.
They kiss for a few minutes and when it clears that Namjoon doesn't want to end the kiss anytime soon, Seokjin realizes that his position is not in his favor. He breaks the kiss for awhile, ignoring Namjoon's whiny complain then makes himself comfortable sitting on the younger's lap, straddling him.
Namjoon holds him tighter, erasing the space between them and resuming their kiss.
This time he still kisses him slow but accompanying with kittenish bite, tounge swipe and licking his mouth thoroughly, as if by doing that he could taste Namjoon's soul. He just loves kissing Namjoon.
Next month will be their first anniversary and Seokjin never had a relationship that lasted that long before. Namjoon is everything that he could ever ask from a boyfriend, he’s smart, understanding, and knows what to prioritize at the right timing. Not to mention his handsome face and has body proportions to die for.
Between the two of them, Namjoon is the more romantic one, while Seokjin is the practical, easy going and the funny one in their relationship. Seokjin is always shower with small but very thoughtful gift from Namjoon, a matching earring, a cute post-it-note with his favorite cartoon characters, or even just a hand written poem that Namjoon slips in his jacket pocket from time to time.
For all of that, Seokjin reciprocates with cute dog pictures or funny memes or sometimes a very needed homemade lunchbox when Namjoon is late for class and forget to have breakfast.
He reminded how he loves this man so much. It wasn't a thought that just occurred to him. He knows this, and he knows that Namjoon loves him back.
No doubt about it.
"I love you Joonie" he says his thought out loud seemingly out of nowhere, and proceed to continue his ministrations at Namjoon's jaw and down to his neck.
He notices right then and there that the body under him going stiff. Then he looks up wanting to know what's wrong and surprised when he finds Namjoon tears flow on his cheeks.
"Joonie, what's wrong?" Seokjin asks alarmed.
Namjoon shakes his head, hastily wipes the tears with the back of his hand and laughs softly.
"It's nothing, I'm sorry, it's happy tears I promise"
Seokjin scrutinizes his face, "You sure?"
"Yeah"
"Do you want to tell me what it's all about?"
Seokjin sees how the pink blush spreads on Namjoon's face.
"It's just a stupid thought of mine" Namjoon tells him, a shy smile on his lips.
God, Seokjin really wants to smother him with kisses. First thing first though, he needs to pry the cause of this "occurrence "out of Namjoon.
"I'm not going to force you to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable, but if it's because you think it's something embarrassing, I want you to know that nothing about your feeling is embarrassing. You can tell me anything okay?" He holds his gaze with the younger, trying to be as reassuring as possible.
Namjoon mumbles something unintelligible, gaze downward.
"I'm sorry I didn't catch that baby" Seokjin says apologetically, using his forefinger to turn Namjoon's chin towards him so they're face to face.
"It's the first time you said you love me" he says it to his face. Voice still sounds shy.
"Okay? But you know that right? You know that I love you?”
When his question only meets with silence, Seokjin gasps.
“Oh my god, Joonie, you’re an idiot, so all of this time you thought that I didn’t love you? YOU?”
Seokjin emphasizes the “you” while gesturing Namjoon whole body.
“What’s there to be surprised about? I’m just me?” Namjoon says then proceed to fiddles with the seam of his hoodie when Seokjin sends him a glare.
Seokjin sighs before schooling his expression to neutral, “Have I done something that make you feel that way?”
Namjoon is quiet for a moment and Seokjin patiently waits for him to form the words in his mind.
"I don't know if you noticed” he starts, voice timid and careful, “but I've said the words to you before, twice, and you never responded. And I said to myself that it's okay, that I just need to try harder to make you fall in love with me. But honestly I'm scared. I'm scared that you'll never get there while I'm already head over heels in love with you. So hearing you finally said the words out of nowhere is just making me a little bit overwhelmed. I'm happy though, I'm really happy"
Seokjin hand reaches his face, wiping the tear track that still visible, “Oh baby, I'm so sorry that I make you feel that way, you know I am never good with words, that I convey with my actions rather than sentences. But if it something that bothers you so much you could talk to me about it anytime okay? I always prided myself that we have a healthy relationship, that we communicate when we don't go on board about something. And I know that you love me Namjoonie, and I love you way before you even said those words to me, I thought you could read from my actions that I love you and that you finally reciprocate, I guess I overestimate myself back then huh?"
Something seems to click in Namjoon's head because his eyes widen after hearing Seokjin's words.
"You mean that time we actually had sex five times in a row and you blacked out afterward?"
Seokjin nods, he can feel his ears become hot, a sure telltale that it's flaming red right now "I remember that as the first night we make love"
Namjoon gasps "I'm so stupid"
"No Joonie, I'm the stupid one, all this time I just thought that you know that I love you without ever saying it out loud. I'm gonna do better I promise" Seokjin quick to assures him.
Namjoon chuckles, mirth dripping from the sound of it, "I guess we're both stupid then"
"I guess we're just two stupid guys who's stupidly in love with each other" Seokjin agreeing immediately.
Namjoon laughs, his dimples prominent and Seokjin loves to see the happiness in his face, it suits him more, and he made a vow to himself to try with all his might to keep that happy face on Namjoon's face.
Namjoon's hand find his neck, pulls him closer so their foreheads touching, "I love you babe" he says, honey dripping from his voice.
Seokjin smiles and think that he's never been happier, "I love you too baby, I love you so much"
Namjoon moves and kiss him, not the chastely kind but the one with so much passion laced in it, their tongues dance around each other’s, hands roaming on heated skins, moans filling the once quiet living room.
By the time half of their clothes are on the floor and more than a few hickeys are painted on their skins, Seokjin whispers in Namjoon’s ear “Lets move to bed so I could plant your first memory of making love with me in that big brain of yours”
Seokjin feels the shiver that wrecks the younger’s body but before he could comment on that he’s suddenly being lifted from Namjoon’s lap and then being thrown to his bed.
He feels dizzy from the blatant display of strength from his boyfriend, “Fuck, that’s so hot Joonie” he says as he welcome Namjoon to his arms and makes himself comfortable on top of him.
“I love you Jinnie” he kisses him.
“I love you too Joonie, just don’t cry on me again will you?” he teases him.
Namjoon groans in embarrassment before attacking him with a much more heated kiss.
And true to his words, Seokjin makes Namjoon remember that night as the first time they made love. They manage to make it even memorable than his own memory, but he doesn’t mind, for Namjoon he’ll forever won’t mind.