dirty secrets ⁿᵃᵐᵏᵒᵒᵏˢᵉᵒᵏ

➢sixteen

namkookseok

Namjoon opened the door to Jungkook's office timidly. He peeked his head in and was greeted with no one. He didn't want to make Jin and Jimin wait so he stepped inside and closed the door. The office light was off so he kept it that way the only light coming from the wall windows. 

He took a seat on the leather couch pulling up his knees and laying his head against the pillow that Jungkook had bought so he could take naps here. He toyed with the string that had come up from the pillow. He pulled the loose end out. 

He looked up sharply when the office door was opened and a secretary walked in. She stopped when she saw Namjoon. She held up some papers "for Mr. Jeon," 

Namjoon stood up taking the papers from here and dismissing her. She must be new because no one just walks into this office. He placed the reports on Kookie's wooden desk. He sighed pulling out his phone and sending a text to Jungkook.

I'm here.

He waited for the response but didn't get one so he sat back down on the couch. He didn't want to be sad, but he couldn't help the fact that he was always just an object. He knew that Jungkook cared for him in his own way different to Hoseok. 

The door slammed open clattering against the wall and he looked up with raised eyebrows flinching at the sudden loud sound. Jungkook and Hoseok stood there panting with red faces clutching their knees as if they just ran.

"E-elevator wa-was taking too l-long," Seokie gasped for oxygen as he stumbled over to Namjoon and collapsing on him in a tight hug. Namjoon's waterline filled and he hugged back with just as much fierceness. He felt both of them being pulled the opposite way and was met with another broad chest. Kook held both of them pressing his lips to Joon's forehead firmly.

"I'm glad you're back," the youngest said softly. Hoseok nodded "you missed a lot, we live in a crappy apartment now," he chuckled kissing him on the lips. Namjoon nodded smiling happily with his arms around Seok and his head resting on Jungkook.

//

"So what's the plan?" Namjoon asked softly once they were all done with cuddles and gentle recurrences.

"We need you to help us get Jackson into agreeing to meet with us," Jungkook said.

Joon immediately sat up stiffer and pulled away from him; eye wide with fear and distrust.

"N-no," he said breathily.

"We need you to help, Joonie," Hoseok said placing a hand on his shoulder calmly.

"We need to talk to Jackson because we believe that Valentine talked to him," Jungkook said sternly, "we would never let him hurt you," he said reaching up to gently tangle his fingers in his hair.

"Or let him take you from us," Hoseok vowed kissing his temple with reassurance and stability.

Namjoon shifted a bit the leather couch creaking as his shoes scraped it. He looked up from his hands and saw both of his boyfriends looking at him.

"O-okay," he sighed, "what do you want me to do?" He asked not okay with the plan.

//

It felt like everything was crashing around him and now he had to ask Jackson to talk. He did so anyway because his boyfriends asked him to and they always protected him. He could protect Seok.

Arrangements were made to meet at his mansion beside the lake. Namjoon had only been there a couple of times. He had several houses and he preferred to keep that one away from the filth.