5 Works by darkghostjoon (ghostjoon)
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And now Seokjin is in front of him in a silky shiny shirt and that exact same diamond choker and they’re about to get on stage but Namjoon can’t stop thinking about Seokjin wearing that choker and nothing else, Seokjin on his lap with diamonds glittering around his pretty neck, Seokjin with his head thrown back and his lips opened in that silent moan that shows just how blissful he feels.
Seokjin cocks his head to the side, smiles (His lips are so shiny, fuck, more alluring than any diamond.) and slides a finger under the choker, gives a slight tug. “I’m not doing anything,” he says, doing the exact opposite of that.
Namjoon knows from experience that the choker is not tight enough to make it hard to breathe, but just enough that it’s impossible to forget it’s here. He knows how heavy it had felt on his neck, the weight of diamonds and Seokjin’s eyes combined pressing on his Adam apple.
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I feel the destiny in you by darkghostjoon (ghostjoon)
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
16 Sep 2019
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Seokjin wraps his arms loosely around Namjoon's shoulders, apparently unaware of his inner turmoils, and rubs his nose against Namjoon's jaw. "Mmm, Namjoonie," He mumbles gently. Everything about him screams comfort and home and Namjoon feels himself gradually relaxing in his arms. "Love you Joonie," He says when Namjoon embraces him back.
He thinks he could doze off here with his nose pressed in Seokjin's soft smelling hair, their bodies melting against each other's. It wouldn't be the first time that either of them fall asleep standing, and not the first time they'd fall asleep holding onto each other during one of their long hours of waiting (in airports, backstage before a show, on a mv set.). Seokjin is gently swaying the both of them from side to side, sleepily pursing his lips so they touch Namjoon’s skin. Namjoon really could fall asleep like that.
“I love you too hyung,”
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"Joonie, wait!"
Namjoon stops immediately at Seokjin's demand, looking up at him questioningly. Did he do something wrong? Did he misread the situation? Seokjin seemed fine until now, but he's now hiding his face with one hand, the other clutching at Namjoon's shoulder. His nails are long enough that they dig a little in the skin of it, and despite his worry a part of Namjoon's brain notices that he enjoys it. Damn, can't that little bitch stop being horny for a second?
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“Let Joonie spin the bottle!” Hoseok interrupts. “So he has his destiny in his own hands. That’s the type of shit he likes.” Namjoon doesn’t really want to take body shot at all, destiny or not, but he has to admit he still prefers leaving the decision to his good fortune than Jimin. He tries not to look too hopeful and it seems to work because Jimin nods slowly, contemplative.
“Go on, so no one accuses me of meddling in anyone’s shit.”
Namjoon picks up the bottle and spins it, his mind chanting a prayer of not Jin-hyung not Jin-hyung please not Jin-hyung while a tinier, traitorous part of it whispers please stop on Jin-hyung.
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“You sounded really good tonight,” Namjoon says softly, rising his head from the pillow to look at Seokjin properly. Seokjin frowns.
“Not nearly good enough,” He says, the frustration clear in his voice. “I struggle far too much on those high notes.” Namjoon’s chest tightens. Seokjin has improved so much since debut, his voice always carrying clear and powerful during shows, but it seems like he’s still unable to see it.
Namjoon puts his phone down and his hands under his head. “Maybe I could help?” Seokjin scoffs but he doesn’t look unkind, more endeared than mocking.
“You? Don’t take it the wrong way but you’re no vocal trainer, Namjoonie.”
“I can try."