Mafia Daddy | NAMJIN

19

The city looked so beautiful that night, all the tall buildings and flashing lights. It looked like one of those postcard pictures that are always amped up to look extra nice. The breeze felt even better on Jin's face as he felt it card through his hair. At this point Jin had realized trusting Namjoon was a good decision, never had he felt so at peace.

"So..." Jin started, nuzzling into Namjoon further; he had the perfect body for cuddling.
The younger man couldn't help but smile as he felt Jin get all comfortable on him.

"So?"

"Are you gonna tell me how you learned to operate this thing?" Jin asked quite interested in the story behind it. Namjoon's parents seemed like the type of parents to call him a devil child because of listening to rock music, if Jin was being completely honest.

"Remember how my parents believed being bisexual was a bad phase?" Jin hummed in response as he moved closer to Namjoon. "They sent me to some church day school on Saturday's in hopes of getting the 'gay demons' out of me." He explained. "I'm an atheist, so you could say I wasn't happy to be there." Namjoon chuckled at the memory. "There was this boy there that was like a year or two older than me and we instantly bonded over hating that program."

"God's overrated." Jin murmured, causing Namjoon to chuckle.

"We kinda found out that we could write up notes like if we were parents and sneak off early." Joon continued, eyes steady on the road. "He'd take me to some lot behind his house and we'd take some motorcycles from his home, play around and stuff."

"Oh really? Didn't know my Joonie was such a bad boy." The elder teased, pecking Namjoon's cheek. "D'he teach you anything else?" He asked as they got off the highway and onto regular streets.

"He taught me to aim a gun." Namjoon quipped, which came as a huge surprise to Jin. Who would've thought Namjoon was the bad boy in literally all wattpad fanfics? "Sometimes instead of riding motorcycles we'd go out to the lake and shoot glass bottles down. It was fun, but one day he just didn't show up and the pastor there told us that he'd runaway. The guy never showed up ever again."

"Wow, that must've sucked." The raven haired man said. "What was his name?"

"Yeah it did, I thought of him as a friend. I think his name was Jung something." Namjoon told. "It started with an H that's all I remember." He said. "Jung was the cool hyung I never had." Hearing those words come out of Namjoon's mouth only caused a feeling of worry wash over Jin. He didn't even want to say it in his head because the last time he did Jungkook showed up during their 'date'.

"Lucky for you, now I'm the cool hyung you once had." Jin quipped, trying not to let any of this new information bother him. Yeah, the thought of yet another of his mafia friends being associated to Namjoon in any way was unsettling, but somehow Namjoon smiling and laughing was enough to stop it.

"You're right, hyung." The brunette chuckled, smiling back as they reached a red light.

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"We're here, sir." Namjoon announced as he lifted Jin off the vehicle and plopped him onto the ground. The older man couldn't help but giggle sweetly at the gesture, it was just something new and unfamiliar that no one had ever done for him.

It really was crazy that in a about 2 weeks Jin had realized how much of a scumbag Yungsoo was. He kinda hated himself for not seeing the red flags or taking any hints from the mysterious character. Even though Jin knew Yungsoo's true colors now and a part of him hated the guy for hurting his family, another part of him couldn't help but remember some of Yungsoo tenderly.

"So are we ready to head inside or what?" Jin asked, pulling Namjoon's hand into his own. Now wasn't the time to think about heartbreak and angst, it was time to have fun.