imagine namjoon as the sugar baby of kim seokjin, a famous CEO for a clothing company, activist and philanthropist.
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namjoon was looking for something that could give the money he needed to survive during his university days. he worked three jobs already, the money not even being enough to pay out loans from the prior semesters.
when his best-friend, yoongi, joked about one of those 'sugar daddy' websites and him getting one, namjoon honestly thought it wasn't a bad idea. he was comfortable with the idea of it and even more so, he needed that money asap.
when he applied, he had a bunch of old rusty men slip into his dm's. namjoon was re-thinking everything but something changed his mind.
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a very handsome, very young CEO of a high-end fashion line, happend to write him the sweetest little letter. the elder boy didn't want sex from namjoon, he didn't want his body, he wanted his time.
everyone knew that seokjin wasn't your clichè cold-hearted CEO, he was a sweetheart. he loved smiling when he could and flirting when he wanted. he was known for his kindness in the industry and his chart-topping line.
namjoon accpeted seokjin's terms and became his sugar baby. the first thing the elder did when he met namjoon was give him a warm bear hug and the younger couldn't help but melt into it. he had been talking to seokjin for weeks and they finally met.
his heart felt so full, so content. the black haired CEO had been nothing but a gentlemen to him ever since they began talking.
"it's lovely to finally meet you, namjoonie!" seokjin was so bubbly, so soft. he was litterally sunshine in a tall, buff man. namjoon couldn't help but blush up at the elder with his dimpled smile, giggling slightly.
"i-it's nice to meet you t-to, sir-"
"please call me 'hyung', we're friends, joon~"
"r-right!"
money rolled into namjoon's account day after day, the amout becoming enough to the point where he could get three meals a day and not have to worry about how he'd pay off rent. he left two of his jobs, now only working at the cafè owned by his cousin.
seokjin and namjoon grew closer and closer, almost becoming inseparable. the black haired boy brought happiness into namjoon's dim life while the blonde brought love into seokjin's. they fed off of each other's amazing vibes and started to live off it.
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"joonie!~"
namjoon snickered quietly as he sat under the beach umbrella, watching the CEO who had just came out of his room in a hoodie and swimming trunks.
"jinnie~"
seokjin laughed, his smile nothing but bright. the CEO had brought namjoon on a vacation to celebrate the boys hard work in school, topping all of his classes.
the black haired boy took off the hoodie, his mucles flexing as he rolled his neck. namjoon spit out his drink, choking as he saw how defined the elder's bodh was. his eyes were wide as he scanned seokjin, abs toned and muscles buff.
he looked down at his tummy and lanky arms in his t-shirt and shorts, blinking. he then stared at seokjin, then back down at himself. he felt blood rush to his face, a blush growing on his tanned cheeks.
oh god, he was so gone.
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"d-does.. it look okay?" namjoon nervously stood in front of seokjin, his hands gripping the sleeves of the expensive rosè gold dress.
seokjin had asked him to model something for him and who was he to say no to such a fun experience? he said yes, and the elder was more then happy. the black haired CEO thought of namjoon while he was drawing the sketch for this dress and while he was sewing it together.
he couldn't get the boy's blonde golden hair out of his head, and it was the main insipration for this. he wanted to make it just for the boy, just for him. he'd be the only person in the world to have one lile this, it was personally made for him.
the CEO wouldn't allow the dress to be remade, he wanted it to be a one time thing. a one time thing for his baby.
the black haired boy's jaw slowly dropped, his eyes going wide at the sight of namjoon in the dress. the younger looked ethernal to him, kind of like something you'd find in a magical land of fairys and elfs.
