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XIX

After breakfast, and getting the okay from their hardworking parents, Namjin decided to call in sick and just have a chill day with the boys.

"Hello my annoying little children!~" Jin said cheerily.

"How are you guys?" Namjoon greeted.

The boys walked into the house and made themselves comfortable on the couch, except Taehyung who instantly went into the kitchen, making himself at home by grabbing a banana milk for himself and Kook, and strawberry for Jimin.

"Ah, well..." Jimin began. "Taehyung, Kookie and I are in a relationship." He blurted.

Hoseok choked on air, Jin's eyes widened, Namjoon raised a brow, and Yoongi well...he's existing.

"You mean like...poly?" Jin asked.

Kookmin nodded.

"How's that working out for ya?" Asked Namjoon, thoroughly interested.

Jin noticed Jimin's lustful expression, wondering what the boy was thinking about that made his eyes shine, unaware of the activities that happened after their little date when they confessed at the pizza parlor.

Jungkook noticed Jimin's dazed expression, smiling smugly before answering. "It's going just perfect." He nodded.

Taehyung came back with the drinks, Jungkook going feral at the sight of banana milk, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek while Jimin smiled and leaned over to peck Taehyung's hear shaped lips.

"So that's that. Why don't we get something to eat?" Jin offered.

"Fatass. You're always hungry." Hoseok joked, laughing a bit until he looked at Jin, gulping at the intense gaze the elder held upon him.

Bombastic side eye.

Criminal offensive side eye.

"Yeah, sorry." Hoseok shrunk and looked down at the floor.

Jin flipped his hair before finally deciding to speak up, the tension lifting at last. "Chinese anyone?"

"FUCK YEAH!!" Taekook cheered.

🎀

"Alone at last." Jin sighed satisfyingly.

Namjoon chuckled as he back hugged Jin and cuddled with the boy on the couch, watching Cake wars on the television.

"Hey, Jinnie?" Namjoon called softly.

"Hm?" Jin replied.

"Why were you moaning my name?" The elder suddenly blurted out.

Jin's cheeks flushed red, wondering just how loud he was being last night. "Uh...you see...ehm...haha...I wasn't-" He stuttered.

Namjoon's dimples appeared as he breathed out an airy chuckle, ticking the other's left ear. "You were having a wet dream, weren't you?" He teased.

"What?! No! No, of course not!" Jin huffed and crossed his arms. He felt the elder's stern glance and gave in. "Maybe." He muttered.

"How cute." Namjoon laughed shortly.

Jin pouted, that alone making the elder snort, further taunting the femboy.

"C'mon don't give me that face." Namjoon smiled, cupping Jin's right cheek, leaning in slowly. Jin's heart rate picked up, staring into Namjoon's chocolate eyes, lips parted as if in a trance. The two looked at each other with so much adoration, it could give anyone diabetes. Their breaths caused their lips to moisten, Namjoon nearly closing the gap.

Until he blew on Jin's lips.

He instantly pulled back, a starlted look on his face."Yah!" Jin shouted.

Namjoon burst into laughter, midway choking on his own spit. This time, Jin laughed ever so loudly at his boyfriend's instant karma.

"That's what you get for messing with Mario's wife!" Jin said matter-of-factly.

"Mario's wife?" Namjoon stopped choking and raised a brow, dragon eyes intensely staring into the femboy's soul.

Jin knew that look. It was a look of World War III about to commence.

He sprinted out of the living room and up the stairs, leaving Namjoon behind. He slammed the door to Namjoon's room and hopped onto his bed, hiding under the sheets.

After a minute, he poked his head out and saw no movement. As if Namjoon didn't even chase after him at all.

Slowly, the little princess made careful steps towards the door. His hand curled on the knob, then pulled it open, gasping in fright as Namjoon stood there with a shit eating grin.

"Gotcha!" He boasted, taking Jin's waist, who squealed as he was lifted off the floor, Namjoon spinning the pair. Jin giggled happy before being put down, the couple looking at each other with wide smiles and love eyes.

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby doll."

Namjoon lifted the younger in his arms, walking over to the bathroom, gently placing his boyfriend on the counter, going over to the bathtub to fill it up.

"What are you doing?" Jin asked confusedly.

"Shower sex." Namjoon teased.

"Oh brother."