Seokjin heard the familiar jingling of keys faintly and he stirred from his slumber, he panicked as he remembered that he was still in Namjoon’s room, on Namjoon’s bed. Jin quickly smoothed down the owner’s bed, he made a dent on it.
“I need a new shoe rack..”
Seokjin heard a soft yet deep voice speak. It was Namjoon.
He loved how deep and manly Namjoon’s voice was, he was totally smitten. He would buy Namjoon a new shoe rack but his situation won’t really allow him.
Then he checked around the room to see if anything was in its’ right place, to avoid Namjoon from getting suspicious then he ran out to Namjoon’s balcony hiding behind the wall, wanting to see his attractive neighbor one more time before he goes to his lonely apartment.
He peeked at the windows of the balcony door slowly and he saw Namjoon folding and unpacking his things, it lasted about 30 minutes, but Jin did not get bored watching him, not even one bit.
He was entertained the whole time because of Namjoon’s facial expressions. Namjoon would protrude his chin when he couldn’t fold his clothes correctly, Jin also noticed how Namjoon would groan in irritation whenever his hanger falls off due to his clumsy actions.
Seokjin found this scene quite amusing but he kept himself from making excessive noise.
Namjoon was done unpacking and folding, Jin saw him stand up and stretch his arms above his head, lifting the hem of his shirt flashing Jin a bit of his skin.
“A massage would be nice..”
He heard Namjoon speak again and he could feel something in his stomach.
I’ll massage you..
Seokjin replied silently in his mind while biting his lip. He swears he wasn’t a pervert, but he just couldn’t help it, okay?
Namjoon was stripping and he was watching, again
Seokjin felt something poking through his pants, Yes, he is having a b***r. He’s a spirit but he was almost still alive and well, he could still do everything and anything like what he did when he was alive but the problem was he’s dead and invisible to most people’s eyes.
Jin thought the show was done but things heated up for him a bit more when Namjoon threw his shirt off leaving him bare skin and just lying on his mattress, his slightly toned chest and stomach were exposed to Seokjin’s thirsty eyes.
Jin thought that this was enough, he peeled his eyes off Namjoon’s tired figure and quietly bids him goodnight before he crosses again to his own balcony as quietly as he could, while uncomfortably moving with a b***r between his legs.