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kim seokjin was a loser.
known to everyone in the school, he was a nobody.he learned to lay low and never mess around with the people he knew were trouble. he had a few friends but every time he try and made new ones, they turned out to be fake.
he just stopped trying and slowly just turned into a quiet person, one who barely mingled with other people his age. he was the only child, his parents thought one kid was enough for them. little did they know it had an affect on their bundle of joy.
he was in his last semester of university when he truly lived a little. a new boy, one who immediately became popular, caught his eye.
kim namjoon was a lavender haired beauty who stole seokjin's heart. namjoon himself was infatuated with the ways of the black-haired boy. reserved, calm, gentle.
he truly thought seokjin was something, something he could definately get used to. so, he did the unthinkable and planned a party just so he could have a moment to talk to the quiet boy.
almost everyone from campus went, and a few other friends from namjoon's old school came. his dorm was filled with, and he was satisfied but worried. he heard from jungkook, seokjin's best-friend, that he usually dosen't come to parties.
all of his hard work would go to waste if seokjin didn't step through those doors. but to namjoon's luck, he did.
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for the rest of the evening, the two kept glancing at each other. it was so deep, so serious. when they'd finally talk, it would be the rush hour of the party. the music was at it's highest level and even namjoon couldn't take it so he escaped up to his own room to take a quick breather.
he was suprised when he heard a knock on the door and opened to check who it was. seokjin blinked at namjoon then slowly smiled. "sorry, i was looking for the bathroom.. jungkook and taehyung said it was up the stairs and down the hall to the right.."
namjoon reminded himself to thank the two. the bathroom wasn't even on the second floor. he just laughed quietly. "it's actually down stairs.."
"ahh, right.." seokjin let out a chuckle as he leaned against the door frame, staring into namjoon's eyes. he let out a soft hum, his word trailing off. namjoon held his hands behind his back as he stared up at the handsome fella, biting his lip.
"it's not an emergency, mind if i stay here..?~"
namjoon's cheeks blushed red as he definately didn't mind that. he moved out the way, letting seokjin walk into his aestheticly pleasing room. "woah.."
he looked at the books, the floral dangling from the ceiling and all the beautiful pantings. he felt so welcome and it made namjoon feel proud of himself.
he closed the door, walking to his desk and sitting on the top. he let his feet dangle as him and seokjin began to form a conversation. they were so lost in each other's words, they didn't even realize how close they were to each other.
at one point, namjoon had seokjin standing in between his legs. he was still sitting on the desk but lust pulled them closer. seokjin's hands came down to lightly rest on the side of the purple haired boy's thighs.
the two males couldn't help but let their conversation cut short, sexual tension lingering in the air. namjoon's arms made their way around seokjin's neck, and pulled him closer.
their lips met, a spark filling.
things began to heat up, the kiss becoming more sloppy and lustful. seokjin pulled his lips away, lowly growling as he attached them to the neck of the beauty he was begging to dominant.
doors and windows became locker, clothing dropped to the ground, moans echoed the room.
the two panted, seokjin hovering over namjoon as they were bare and flawless. the younger boy gripped his sheets, lips swollen and chest heaving up and down as he was lost for words.
but a few left his lips, and seokjin felt as if he became king of the world.
