Seokjin + Namjoon - Forever Brothers
“Ya! Joonie. Did you watch porn on my laptop again?”
“Mine wasn’t loading.”
“You didn’t think to ask?”
“Pfft.”
“You’re lucky I love you.”
“I love you too, bro.”
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Seokjin + Namjoon - Forever Brothers
“Ya! Joonie. Did you watch porn on my laptop again?”
“Mine wasn’t loading.”
“You didn’t think to ask?”
“Pfft.”
“You’re lucky I love you.”
“I love you too, bro.”
@dexnamjoon
ⓙ Pretty Dirty
Namjoon didn't like the fact that people would actually reject his offer of kindness, simply because he's not good at doing it so he tends to be more harsh, if not for those few moments that are applicable to him which requires his more gentle side. Seokjin thanked him and Namjoon thought that was over then. At least to that point, Seokjin should have known that a gift shouldn't be refused.
Everything that Seokjin was saying, he could understand. Silly brother of his. That actually made Namjoon smirk. Death holds no barrier in language itself. It would always ruin anyone and everyone, death will come in any way possible and death will claim it all. All the people who ever lived and lives. "Just throw it then if you can't accept it." Namjoon says quietly. Still talking in his mother tongue, something he knows that Seokjin will understand someday especially when they are back home in Korea.
"You have two choices, hyung." Namjoon scooted closer and kept his voice low. "You wear it or you throw it." Not that much option for Seokjin but he wasn't really going to let himself have a taste of rejection and keep it to himself. Somehow, it irritated him more than he wanted and he wasn't liking it. At the back of his head, there were things that were going on. He didn't like them.
He grabbed the box and took the watch from inside, grabbing his brother's arm right after. It shocked him. His skin was softer than a girl's and he swallowed thickly. This closeness, sudden change in life was making him uncomfortable. He thought about kissing Seokjin then, make out with him at the back of the car just because he felt like that was what's supposed to be done with those kind of lips. The want to kiss his skin and make him burn under his touch made Namjoon retreat to his corner after wearing the watch on Seokjin's wrist. "If you won't wear it, throw it away." He pulled on his hoodie and covered his white hair again, plugged the earphones properly and rested himself back on his seat. Fucking hormones wouldn't stop.
Death has more in common with Love than you might imagine.
Thanatos (via camphalfbloodquotes)
ⓙ Pretty Dirty
Namjoon let out a small scoff. He felt weird. The boy was pretty and his voice was soft. More reasons for Namjoon to raise his eyebrow at his new brother. He gave him a lazy salute, his fingers pointing to the empty air and lowering his hands, they were soon inside his pockets and his mother was smiling as if she have had waited for this all her life.
Namjoon barely spoke as he watched his parents tend to the last of the papers needed to be signed. His mother tended to his hyung in every little way and Namjoon was just there, trying to appear non existent. He listened to music and at the back of his mind, he wondered why this guy was so pretty. He had wide eyes, that sparkle. He had those pair of bow shaped lips, that could've been cupid's bow. His skin was as white as the milk he would lick off of his lips. And he licked over his upper lip unconsciously. It wasn't long before they were heading out of the orphanage.
People waving goodbye to them, mostly to his new brother. The black van was waiting for them and Namjoon was the first to board the van, finding the most comfortable spot at the back where his back pack was, while the luggage was being loaded at the back. He waited for his brother to get in before he hands his gift to the other in silence. "Gift." He says in English. It was a watch inside the box. The most expensive one that he saw at the mall and there was also a book, for him to learn Korean faster. He didn't tell Seokjin that he can speak Chinese and he didn't have to say it.
It was one of his cards, it wasn't time to pull it out. But the weird feeling inside his chest was bubbling and he didn't know what it was exactly but he was uneasy with Jin sitting next to him.
Thanatos: There will be pain.
Tityos: I’ll scream.
Thanatos: A great deal of pain.
Tityos: I’ll scream very loudly.
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ⓙ Pretty Dirty
It wasn't his choice that his parents decided to take him to China, to finally meet the new addition into their family. He couldn't blame his parents anyway. Namjoon didn't have any desire to actually make friends at school and his nanny already left, to tend to her own family in the province. The talk about having a new family member wasn't a long one. He just said he was fine with it and smiled at them before excusing himself to resume on what he was doing in his bedroom.
Namjoon didn't like flashy clothes, nor did he like to follow the trend. He is his own role model and trendsetter. He was in his early teens, just around the age when he should be in middle school already. But he's still home schooled. His dark hood covered his light colored hair. The last color he dyed his hair with has already faded and he sat in the office with his earphones on and his small gadget in his hands. He understood their conversation perfectly but never interfered, instead he kept himself busy.
The young boy only lifted his head to look at his new brother once his parents went over to greet the new family member. It made Namjoon raise an eyebrow at him. He looked pretty. Too pretty in his eyes. He was the last to greet the new addition into their family. His mother tells him to call him hyung since he's older. By a year or two, she said. "Hyung." He dryly says. Too focused on his features. Too pretty. His hyung is too pretty. And he’s not used to pretty little things in life staying too clean.
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_______________________The following subject has been recorded by the headquater.
Subject <#NDE22KO> with the name KIM NAMJOON has been observed and recorded as the god THANATOS of the GREEK mythology with the power of NECROMANCY. He is currently TWENTY-TWO years old and covers his true identity as a MUSIC PRODUCER AND SONGWRITER.
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