Warnings: swearing, etc.
After Ms Soojin had texted Mr Kim to tell him that she'd like to go on a date with him that same night, Jin helped her get ready, applying only light make-up since her features were still very glowing and youthful for her age, and he let her dark silky hair down, making her look much younger.
A few minutes were still left before Mr Kim came, and Namjoon was still not back yet, so the mother and son duo waited, the latter more excited though he wasn't the one going on a date, and the woman gave up trying to calm him down and wondered if it was the sugar that'd boosted energy into his still delicate body.
Jin was ranting about how he wanted to know all the details about the date once his mother was back, while she listened to him patiently, trying not to feel too nervous, when the door was opened loudly, Namjoon and Mr Kim entering and shutting the door behind them.
"Joonie!" Jin said happily as he held out his arms, as if he'd not seen him for ages, despite the fact that he was gone for only forty minutes.
Namjoon was wearing a sweater similar to Jin's, which looked good with his mint blue hair in a strange way, and he was carrying a large purple paper bag, smiling widely with his dimples in display as he walked towards Jin, placing the bag on top of the cabinet on his way.
"Hey, angel," he said once he reached the bed, climbing onto it while he wrapped his arms around Jin's wide shoulders and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "What have you been up to, hmm?"
"Oh, nothing." Jin smiled widely as he leaned up to peck Namjoon's lips. "Just talking to eomma about the date."
"Date?" Namjoon's eyes became big like saucers as he snapped his head around to look at his uncle. "Samchon, you're really taking eomma on a date?!"
"Well, yes," Mr Kim smiled, offering Ms Soojin his hand. "You look glamorous, Soojin-ssi."
"I know," the woman smiled back at him genuinely for the first time as she accepted the man's hand. "Thank you, though."
"Ooohhh." Namjoon looked at the two adults as they entwined their hands. "Have a great time, I guess. Have fun."
"Don't have too much fun while we're away, though," Mr Kim snickers at the younger couple, who blushed but said nothing.
"Yes, don't get too frisky, whatever you two do," Ms Soojin added as she looked between the two boys. "Jin hasn't recovered fully yet, and knowing Joon, he might break him-"
"EOMMA!" The two yelled in embarrassment and indignance, but the adults were already walking away.
"Take care, boys." Ms Soojin said before she closed the door after her and Mr Kim.
"Eomma, are you returning tonight?" Jin called.
"Hmm." His mother thought for a while before shaking her head. "No. I don't have any wish to third-wheel. Besides, don't you two want to spend some time alone? It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"Well, I guess so," Namjoon said as he reached to hold Jin's hand on the bed. "Goodbye, eomma, samchon."
"Goodbye, boys. I'll see you tomorrow."
Ms Soojin smiled for the last time before shutting the door close, leaving Jin and Namjoon all alone in the hospital room. The two said nothing for a while, but when their eyes met, both started giggling uncontrollably.
"Go lock the door!" Jin said while stiffling his excited laughs with a hand as he pushed Namjoon off of the bed and started putting away his chocolate box.
"All done." Namjoon said after he'd gone and locked the door, turning around with a smirk. "Should I switch off the lights?"
"Yeah. Except the one in the corner." Jin was nearly jumping in his place as he pointed across the room, giggling.
Namjoon switched all the lights off except the one Jin said not to, and the room was now dimly lit. "Hold on a minute. I'll put down the curtains."
"Okay, just don't tear them off in the middle." Jin snickered, still covering his mouth to be quiet.
"Not funny!" Namjoon pouted, but he managed to pull the curtains over the closed windows without causing any kind of destruction.
Then he turned around with a grin at Jin, who sat in the middle of the bed waiting for him, and he walked over to join him, taking the purple bag on the way.
"What have you got there?" Jin asked curiously as he looked at it and then at Namjoon, who sat beside him and wrapped an arm around his waist, making Jin rest his head on his chest as they sat there.
"Your present," Namjoon answered, placing the bag on the smaller male's lap. "Merry Christmas, hyung."
Jin giggled, taking the bag and peeking inside with wide eyes, his excitement cute and childlike. "You've said that many times already."
"I did?" Namjoon chuckled, hugging him closer. "Why, I never noticed... Now, open it."
Jin did so, tilting the bag upside down so that a wrapped up purple box slipped out onto his lap, a black bow tied on the top.
"Sorry, I meant to write you something on a note, but I didn't have time," Namjoon said apologetically, but Jin shook his head, smiling at him.
"It's fine, Joonie-ah." And he gave him a quick kiss of reassurance on the cheek before going back to opening the gift.
Soon, the bow was untied and the wrapper made creaking noises as it was removed as well, revealing a quite big box made of wood, with golden leaves and flowers carved on the surface and a tiny golden padlock that kept it shut.
Jin gasped at the beauty, and his hand went to lift up the padlock, 'Kim Seokjin' carved on it in cursive, and there were little white stones in place of the dots of the 'i's and 'j' of his full name.
"Joonie!" Jin said breathlessly, looking up at Namjoon with awed eyes. "It's so beautiful!"
"Not as beautiful as you, though."
"Yah, can't you stop being cheesy for once!" Jin scolded, but he was pleased by the compliment. "Anyways, what is this box for?" He added, holding it up to his face and examining it.
"It's a jewelry box," Namjoon answered, looking eagerly for a chance to explain. "I noticed that you're having a hard time keeping all the things I give you in place, so I designed this one for you."
"You designed it?" Jin was awestruck, examining the box with more interest. "No wonder it's so beautiful."
"Thanks, baby." Namjoon looked like a child who'd just been praised for his cute but messy drawing. "Why don't you open it?"
Seokjin found a tiny golden key hanging from the padlock, and he'd to pinch it to get a hold of it. He unlocked the box with anticipation, and when the lid was opened, he let out another gasp.
"More chocolates?" Jin looked so adorable with his happy smile that Namjoon couldn't stop himself from kissing him.
"Yeah, spoiling you with something extra wouldn't hurt would it?"
"Joonie, I really appreciate you doing so many things for me, but don't get too carried away and throw money around, okay?"
"All right, I won't, my Prince." Namjoon gave him another kiss, before starting to explain how his jewelry box was designed. "The hoops under the lid are for the chains and necklaces. The top compartment are for your earrings and all the similar things. If you lift it up, you'll find two other compartments, one for your bracelets and the other for all the pendants. And you can keep all the remaining stuff in the bottom compartment. Wanna open it?"
Jin was stunned at this point by his boyfriend's creation, made personally and only for him, everything designed in a way that'd only suit him. He nodded to Namjoon's offer and opened the bottom compartment. He stared at the contents there for a moment before looking up at Namjoon, tearing up.
"J-Joonie-"
"Ssh, don't cry, Jinnie," Namjoon said, immediately hugging him tight.
"I'm just so happy," Jin sniffled, wiping his eyes as he looked back down. "This is simply beautiful."
In the compartment lay a gold chain with a gold locket that was left open for Jin to see the pictures inside. Both were of him and Namjoon. They were cuddling in one of them and smiling widely at the camera, while the other was of Jin laughing and standing beside Namjoon, his face covered in frosting.
Jin wouldn't have cried usually, but his mental state was all over the place since his father nearly beat him up to death. He hugged Namjoon tightly, kissing him full on the lips to show him his thankfulness.
The mint-haired man kissed back happily, taking it that Jin had loved his gift. He'd meant to keep it soft and gentle so that it didn't tire or hurt Jin, since he was still healing, but Jin was quite demanding at the moment, trying to pull him closer and deepen the kiss.
Namjoon broke away abruptly, though his arms were still around Jin, who whined at the sudden distance, pulling him back again by the sweater's neckline to kiss him, but Namjoon wouldn't budge.
"Baby, we can't," he said gently.
"Why not?" Jin looked irked as he frowned, pouting. "You don't want to?"
"Of course I do," Namjoon said defensively, hugging him to his chest. "But... not now."
"What? Am I too ugly for you right now?" Jin huffed, getting out of the hug and scowling, arms folded. "Are you gonna wait till I become more good-looking?"
Jin wasn't being petty for real, though. He was just going to get Namjoon to give in into kissing him, because he knew that he was resisting.
Namjoon didn't know how to answer his question, and shook his head, leaning in to kiss the other male gently on the forehead. "Baby, you're still beautiful and will always be in my eyes... I'm just worried I might hurt you, since you're still healing. Just a few more days, and we can kiss as much as you want."
"I want it now!" Jin said in a demanding voice, causing Namjoon to yelp in surprise when he pulled him close with sudden strength, their lips an inch or two from touching. "I want it now," he repeated, his voice suddenly quiet, almost sultry. "I'm not a fragile piece of glass, so stop blabbing and kiss me, Joonie."
Jin's inviting tone and the seductive flutter of his hooded almond eyes washed away all the fear and doubt in Namjoon, and the latter let out a low growl, capturing Jin's soft lips with his. Jin let out a hum of approval as he enjoyed the feeling of Namjoon's lips that now moved against his with more vigour.
Not breaking their kiss, the two moved Namjoon's gift for Jin to the edge of the bed and out of their way.
Namjoon placed one hand on Jin's back, and the other under his right thigh, lowering him carefully to the bed with their lips still attached and moving so needily in sync it was as if they'd been deprived of each other for days.
Well, that was partially true. Ever since Jin woke up, all they'd been sharing were soft pecks on the lips and all over the face, or gentle touches, nothing with any kind of vigour, and both of the boys had both been secretly craving that, though Namjoon was more resisting than the other.
But right now, Namjoon had lost all of his strength to pent up his longing anymore. Once he'd Jin lying on the bed, his head resting on the pillow and his legs parted for him to be in between, Namjoon cupped one side of his face while his other hand went up to hold Jin's to the bed, fingers entwining with desperation to feel each other's touch.
The buff male licked Jin's bottom lip, which had regained it's plumpness as well as softness, and the latter parted his mouth, gladly letting Namjoon get excess to his wet cavern, letting out a moan as he felt the mint-haired male slip his warm tongue in. He clutched onto Namjoon's shoulder, their entwined hands tightening their hold on each other as they devoured one another's taste, both tasting chocolate.
Jin felt intoxicated as the kiss deepened with every moment, and he felt so weak just from Namjoon's mouth and tongue that he fell limp on the bed, finding it hard to match his movements with Namjoon's anymore. But he wasn't about to break off the kiss yet.
Namjoon understood this, and smiling against Jin's lips because of his extreme stubbornness, he crept a hand under the latter's back, the other hooked under his thigh again, lifting him effortlessly off the bed, holding his slim and fragile body to his very ripped one, the latter putting his entire weight on his arm, trusting him to hold him up.
Jin's own arms wrapped around Namjoon's neck, one hand curling up with a fistful of the latter's hair. Feeling the younger male hold him up like this, as if he weighted of nothing, made Jin feel more submissive than ever, and made him cling to him because Namjoon's dominant side made him feel so weak with excitement.
Once the two started running out of oxygen, the movement of their lips became slower and gentler, more loving than lustful like before. Namjoon lowered Jin again and laid him on the bed, and they slowly parted, eyes blown and glossy as they looked at each other, panting for breath.
Namjoon gave Jin a last peck on the lips before lying down beside him, spooning his much smaller frame from behind, his head propped up on one arm on the pillow they shared, the other arm wrapped around Jin's stomach as they caught on with their regular breathing.
"Fuck," Namjoon's voice was husky as he placed a chaste kiss on Jin's nape. "I love you so much."
Jin turned around to face him, grinning. "Me too."
"Yah! Say it back to me!" Namjoon pouted as his boyfriend broke into giggles.
"Fine. I love you sooo much too."
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Present time Namjoon's returning in the next chapter <3