He liked watching Namjoon do things ever since the newcomer moved into the apartment next to his. Namjoon caught his eye.
The day Jin saw Namjoon tumbling out of the lift while carrying his luggage, he was having a bad day because some little girl ran away from him, again.
But when he saw the funny sight of a clumsy guy with eight luggage covering him, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. And he thought that Namjoon was very good looking. The man was definitely an eye-candy.
He watched as Namjoon carried his belongings just stopping right in front of the apartment door, right next to his –well, used to be his.
He wanted to help Namjoon that day but he felt very timid. It’s not like Namjoon would acknowledge him but he was still very shy. That very night when he was hanging out in the balcony of his spacious apartment, right next to Namjoon’s, he saw that new neighbour’s balcony doors were open.
Jin was curious, he knew he shouldn’t be doing this but he still did. He crossed the building and quietly stepped onto Namjoon’s balcony. He just wanted to see attractive Namjoon again.
He peeked his head beside the curtains, making sure that he was hidden and out of Namjoon’s sight, –like he isn’t already.
What he saw was something he did not expect but man, did he like the show.
Namjoon was stripping off his clothes, Jin grew up with manners and proper etiquette, he was not a pervert, he didn’t mean to peek at the man who was changing his clothes but he just couldn’t look away. If his mom saw him doing such a loutish thing then he would’ve been dragged back to his room by his ear already.
Namjoon then tugged off his shirt and Jin almost let out a groan when Namjoon threw a new shirt on, hiding his perfect body,
Jin wanted to look away because he knows what Namjoon’s about to take off next but just as Namjoon was about to tug his pants off, the male being observed, snapped his head towards where Jin was hiding causing Jin to pull his head back immediately and panted rapidly.
Jin tiptoed all the way back to his own balcony, crossing the lofty building yet again and sliding down his back against the cold cement of the balcony’s fence.
He almost got caught.
Why was he hiding? He thought to himself, he knows he’s not going to get caught even if Namjoon looked his way.
Namjoon wouldn’t acknowledge him.
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The next morning, Seokjin was just aimlessly walking around the empty floor of the apartment complex he was living in. Everyone who lives on his floor was at work and he was just bored and alone. But he suddenly heard keys jingling, which spooked faint-hearted Seokjin, causing him to hide behind the left wall of the floor, near the fire exit window.
He peeked his head to see Namjoon in a crisp black suit, locking his door.
Seokjin thought he looked very handsome but he knew he couldn’t give Namjoon the compliments he deserved. He knew he couldn’t and he wouldn’t even have a chance even if he wanted to.
Jin frowned as he stared at Namjoon from afar but just like last night Namjoon snapped his head again towards Seokjin’s direction which caused the older male to pull his head back in panic while clutching his heart.
Seokjin slapped his forehead thinking why he was even hiding? No one would look at him, not even Namjoon. Jin felt stupid hiding because he knows no one could see him –not anymore at least.
He was just a lost spirit, a ghost..