Voices

"Let's run away hyung."

"STOP speaking nonsense, Namjoon."

" Hyung, just for tonight. We'll come back tomorrow evening."

"Where?"

"There's this beautiful place nearby, the motel is perfect. 2 hour drive."

"You call that nearby? And what about the kids?"

"Hyung. They are not your kids. They are not even kids. The maknaes know how to take care of themselves. Jeez. Please hyung. Lets go."

"You'll drive."

The drive was peaceful, both humming along with the radio playing a familiar song too old to remember, Seokjin staring out of the window feeling the air ruffle his brown locks, sweet smile resting on his lips watching the sky slowly turn purple. Namjoon kept his eyes focused on the road, occasionally stealing glances to absorb the beautiful sceneries ; the beautiful dawn and his beautiful Seokjin.

They reached the motel. Unfortunately, they didn't have a parking nearby, So Namjoon dropped Seokjin at the bar opposite to the motel,trying to find a parking space for their vehicle.

"I am gonna go in and treat myself. Find me near the counter Joon."

"Will be there in 10, babe."

Seokjin gulped his second fruit punch, staring away from the drunk girl who was desperately trying to get his attention by making obscene gestures & noises. However, she was shooed away by a group of guys, roughly around his age, trying to find a way to get in his pants, troubling him for his number. Seokjin tried his best to ignore, this wasn't new to him.
Namjoon made his way through the crowd, frowning when he saw the scene from the distance. Seokjin was handsome and it was obvious that people would try to hit on him. A wave of jealousy & insecurities washed over him, walking faster to reach his love, take him away & keep him somewhere safe.

"Hey babe." Namjoon cooed in his boyfriend's ear, wrapping his arms around his torso, glaring at the little crowd that had gathered "Ready to Go?"

He intertwined his fingers with Seokjin's, shooting an expression of victory towards the group, dragging themselves to the exit,heading towards the motel.

The next thing Seokjin knows is being pressed against the door, Namjoon grinding on him, fumbling with the keys of their shared motel room,finally entering, pushing Seokjin in and closing the door behind him with a kick.
He attacked Seokjin with a kiss, hands grabbing his ass while Seokjin's hands come over his shoulder, grabbing the nape of his neck, pulling him closer and deeper. The kiss was hot, lips smashing, gliding over the other's like butter. Namjoon shifted his weight over Seokjin, causing him to land on the matress, his back dipping on the soft sheets. Namjoon lightly nipped his bottom lip, swiping his tongue across and he was readily granted access to the warm, wet cavern. He tasted sweet, like cherries & alcohol. Intoxicating,addicting, he couldn't help but explore, more and more. Seokjin lets him.

This is the thing that comes with loving Seokjin. He readily submits to him, trusts him blindly, lets him take control of everything. His hands run feverishly under the shirt, pushing it upwards & pulling it over Seokjin's head. He peppers butterfly kisses along his jawline, neck, collar bones, scattering love bites all over the surface, his fingers dancing over the elder's torso, feeling the goosebumps form on his soft skin.