Hoseok's grip tightens around Namjoon's wrist... He moved away from the neck and looked into Namjoon's eyes before smashing his lips against the younger's And for the first time in their 9 years of friendship he didn't kissed back rather just layed like a dead body
Hoseok pulled away... And looked at Namjoon... Reading his face... But he couldn't find anything but blankness... "You want to do this?" Namjoon didn't respond just tilted his head giving more assess to hoseok for doing his work
The older male held Namjoon's jaw and made him look into his eyes... "I asked you something" his voice was low and dark
"I am your property Mr.Jung...more like your personal slut... You shouldn't ask me anything" even while saying all this his face didn't showed any emotion but his heart just hurted more knowing that's true
Hoseok's eyes turned dark... He moved away from Namjoon... And without a word... He walked out of the room… And the moment he left a dorp of tear escaped from the corner of Namjoon's eyes followed by others....he hate the look on his best friend but again he can't help it even though he loves his best friend more than his own life but still the love for his best friend is not more than his self respect....even if he wants he just can't pretend that everything is alright...and he isn't hurt by his bestfriend's words... the only person he ever considered to be a part of his life...his only family....mr.choi's slutshaming wasn't even near to how hurt his bestfriend's words made him
Hoseok was in the living room... Gulping on the bottle of whiskey... his mind was seconds away from busting out... First, Namjoon was ignoring him... Second, the whole day he didn't got a chance to properly see his best friend... Third, he saw the person he didn't wanted to see not once but twice in a row... Then the shitty meeting and now this... Then way Namjoon called him Mr. Jung and referred himself as his personal slut made Hoseok lose his mind... He just wants to get drunk to the point he doesn't remember anything... Not the physical pain or the emotional one... Nothing... He wants to remember nothing... When the bottle turned empty... Hoseok smashed it on to the floor before reaching for the second one
After making sure that he was drunk to the core... Hoseok stood up... With wobbling steps he made it to his bedroom where Namjoon was sleeping... His back was facing Hoseok... The older male walked towards the bed barely managing not to stumble and wrapped his one arm around the younger's waist... He pulled Namjoon towards his chest... And buried his nose in younger's neck "I hate this" Hoseok took a pause and pulled Namjoon more closer to himself... "I hate it when you ignore me".
Namjoon opened his eyes but didn't said or reacted anything... that's when he felt the grip around his waist tighter "I know... Last night... It wasn't your fault... But I don't know what happened to me... I know I shouldn't have pushed you away... Yet I did... My intentions were not to hurt you yet I did... But baby... You are not my slut... You mean a lot to me... You are my best friend... You are the only person in my life I can count onto... don't push me away... don't ignore me... Don't call yourself that Disgusting word...
Please" Hoseok said while kissing Namjoon's neck... His voice was slurred…
Even Namjoon's eyes started tearing up listening to that confession he hold Hoseok's hand which was placed on his weast and pulled him closer while hugging his hand like it will fade away
Hoseok turned Namjoon around... The younger male had his eyes closed tightly which made Hoseok chuckle softly... He rubbed his thumb over Namjoon's cheek... Loving how the tanned skin turned pink in few moments
Namjoon lean to that soft touch and slowly opened his eyes and tears started flowing like a river.. Hoseok moved closer to Namjoon and kissed his tears away... He started leaving butterfly kisses all over the Younger's face…
