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He doesn’t hear Seokjin come closer until fingers intertwine with his and his arms are lifted and his body moves up straight. Namjoon looks at Seokjin whilst he takes place on his lap and sits on his thighs and feels like a servant of an ancient temple that, after years of worship, finally has their deity in front of their eyes, all gold skin and white silk and perfect features, so beautiful they seem unreal.
Seokjin guides his hands to his sides and lets them rest there, takes his own hands on the back of Namjoon’s head and laces his fingers with the short hair above his nape. They look at each other for long, silent moments, Seokjin’s eyes a little higher than Namjoon’s, seems a game between the two of them, where the first who looks away loses.
Namjoon has never been good at games.
His eyes land on Seokjin’s plump lips of a dark pink colour, and they stretch into a satisfied smile as soon as his gaze focuses on them.
“Joonie” a shiver runs down his spine as the words get whispered into his ear “touch me”
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Namjoon can't escape the dreams, the memories, that haunt him at night. When Seokjin comes back from America after two years, Namjoon has no power to fight back.Series
- Part 2 of I bloom for you, beautiful