Ch. 7
Namjoon led Jin up the path to the coven's house, and felt the other tremble.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Um, yeah, it's...it's kinda spooky." Jin admitted softly, and Namjoon smiled.
"That's cause it's nighttime. It looks good in the morning, promise." he said, looking over his shoulder at Jin and smiling.
Jin relaxed slightly, but retained the tight grip on Namjoon's hand.
Namjoon pushed open the front door, which they never bothered to lock, and led Jin into the well lit interior.
"Wow!" Jin exclaimed, looking around, and Namjoon smiled.
The house had been built almost a hundred years ago, but the coven had outfitted it with modern wiring and furniture, all very, very expensive. Hey, when you live forever, you tend to collect a lot of money.
Suddenly, a scream rang out through the house, making Namjoon jump and Jin scramble back to him, grabbing his arm.
"W-what was-" the human squeaked.
Namjoon frowned, closing his eyes and listening. Moans and slapping entered his ears, and he winced, pulling his senses back in.
"Jungkook, with a new pet." Namjoon told Jin, who blinked as another wail split the air.
"W-well, is he killing him or something?" Jin squeaked, and Namjoon smirked.
"Uh...no, they're having sex." he said, and Jin blushed.
"O-oh."
"Come on. I'll show you to my room." Namjoon said and tugged Jin behind him as he set off.
In his bedroom, Namjoon motioned for Jin to sit on the bed, and he pulled a chair up so they were face to face.
Namjoon frowned as he noticed Jin fidgeting with the blanket.
"Are you okay, Jin?" he asked, and Jin looked up, pink.
"U-um...do I have to, um...have to have sex with you?" he stuttered out.
Namjoon blinked. "Um...no, of course not. All pets usually want to, but you don't have to, if you don't want it. Why? Am I gross?" he chuckled, smiling. But Jin looked scared, and the smile slipped off Namjoon's face.
"Jin? I'm sorry for joking. Are you a virgin or something?"
Jin swallowed. "N-not exactly. I wish I was though." he said, looking down. Namjoon saw a tear drip onto the comforter and he slid out of the chair, kneeling in front of Jin.
"Jin? What-"
Jin looked up, and Namjoon felt his heart cramp as he saw the shame in the brunettes wet eyes.
"A-a few months ago...my ex-boyfriend. H-he-I didn't want to-and he made me-" Jin gasped out, shudders wracking him.
Namjoon's eyes widened, and he felt sick. He might have been a monster, but even he didn't do that stuff.
He wrapped his arms around Jin's waist, lifting the other off the bed and into his lap.
"Shhh, Jin, you don't have to have sex with me. And I'm so, so sorry about what you've gone through. It's horrible. But he can't hurt you here. If he comes near you, tell me and I'll rip his throat out." Namjoon growled, fury rippling through his chest.
Jin sniveled against Namjoon's chest, holding his shirt with tight fingers. "P-promise?" he whispered, and Namjoon nuzzled the brunette's hair.
"Of course, my beautiful pet. If he gets anywhere near you, he'll regret it."
They stayed there the rest of the night.
