sex shop
title: sex shop
pairing: namjoon / seokjin
genre: comedy, romance
word count: 2004
rating: R
prompt: namjin where jin works in a sex shop and meets his high school crush
summary: seokjin meets his high school crush in his filthy workplace
note: thank you for my bestfriend rin for giving me an idea c: crossposted to aff
“Why it’s so hard to find a part-time job?!” Seokjin whined as he tightened up his jacket because November’s weather was getting colder and he hated it. A young jobless man walked on a lonely side-road, Seokjin thought his life was so sad.
He kept walking slowly, hoping he could see a looking for a job pamphlet placed in front of a store. There was no way he could stay jobless like this when he just lived by himself in Seoul. “Please I need a job.”
He sighed softly and suddenly his eyes caught something. A looking for a job pamphlet was placed in front of a certain store’s glass door. He smiled in victory as he walked faster to that store because Kim Seokjin wouldn’t be a young and lonely jobless man anymore.
Seokjin looked up at the store’s name before entering inside but he quickly backed off as he realize what kind of store it was. He was flushed because the store wasn’t usual at all.
“The fuck it’s sex shop!” he hissed as he touched his hot and red cheek. He blushed at the thought what if he worked there. “But I really need a job. Kim Seokjin, it’s now or never. Don’t care about it and just get the fucking job.”
He spelled a mantra to himself and entered the sex shop with a thumping heart.
Kim Seokjin now officially work as a shopkeeper in a fucking sex shop. He flushed a lot when he looked at the things that were sold in the shop such as sex toys, condoms and role-play costumes and it made him remembered his high school time when he had a certain crush on the school’s smartest student. He often imagined him and that student had a very hot and steamy sex together. It was his hormones fault, he thought.
“Umma, I’m sorry for working at such a place like this.” He mumbled quietly as he buried his face into his hands. He felt so dirty because of his workplace but he really needed money to pay the rent or he would be kicked out by an ugly and fat ahjumma.
He sighed as he mourned on his bad fortune because he never thought he would work at such a filthy place like this. But at least sex shop wasn’t that filthy instead of prostitution.
“Hello.” Seokjin looked up and found a very sexy customer was standing in front of him. This time the customer was a short girl with a super glorious body and a super cute face. He wondered how could she managed to have a glorious body. He gulped nervously, trying to hide the fact that he kinda semi-raped her with his eyes. “I’m looking for a handcuff. Can you show me where the rack is?”
He cursed himself as he led the customer to the handcuff rack because his hormones were driving him crazy. This is because of his best friend in high school who taught him about porn.
‘Jin, be professional and don’t eye-rape her. You’re working here because you need a fucking money.’ He mentally spelled another mantra to himself as he showed a smile to the customer.
“Okay, I take this.” She smiled and her eyes turned into crescents and Seokjin thought it was cute. Well, he thought it wasn’t wrong to say if his customer was handsome or cute or sexy.
Another day started again and yet Seokjin was still working in this filthy place named sex shop. He swore he already tried to look for another normal part-time job as soon as his shift done but he couldn’t find it at all. He wondered if God really made him work in this filthy place. Sex shop means porn and porn was his guilty pleasure. As much he likes porn, he was a grown up man now and he had to be a mature guy and a stable and normal job. God, he knew he needed a holy water.
“Uhmm can you help me?” Seokjin’s eyes went wide as he hear a familiar voice - raspy and sexy, he thought-was talking to him. He had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling. He looked up nervously and gulped as his eyes met his old crush’s eyes. “Seokjin?”
“N-N-Namjoon.” He stammered against his own words as his cheeks blushed again. He was so surprised until made him almost fell but luckily his crush held his hand so his ass didn’t meet with the cold floor.
“You work here?” Namjoon asked as he let Seokjin’s hand go. He smiled slightly and looked around the shop for a while. Seokjin hoped God took his life right now because how his old crush could came to this filthy place. His old crush named Namjoon looked so fucking hot with a blonde hair, a simple printed tee and ripped jeans and Seokjin couldn’t help but thinking how hot he would be if they had a sex.
Namjoon walked around the racks and Seokjin just stayed still, couldn’t do anything because too nervous and busy imagining if he and his crush had a sex together. Fuck this filthy place because it made him imagining porn thing again. If they met in a different place, maybe he just felt nervous but didn’t think about a dirty thing.
“I buy this.” Namjoon handed him some money and showed him a certain condom in his hand. “Anyway, nice to meet you again, Seokjin.”
“Nice to meet you too, Namjoon.” Seokjin smiled sweetly as his heart was jumping up and down like a gymnast. He let out a relief sigh as Namjoon got out from the shop.
“God, it was awkward!” he sighed as he put his palm on his heart, feeling the hard beating of his heart. “And damn, he was so hot. Blonde hair really suits him a lot.” He mumbled. “Wait! Why he bought a condom? Is he has a girlfriend or boyfriend?”
Seokjin walked back and forth between the racks worriedly as a bad thought about what if Namjoon had a girlfriend or boyfriend. Damn, he realized that actually he was still in love with his high school crush. He hoped Namjoon bought that condom not because he had a girlfriend or boyfriend.
Seokjin yawned sleepily because he couldn’t sleep last night. The sudden encounter between him and Namjoon was too much. He couldn’t help but thinking how hot Namjoon was and blessed his porn-filled brain, he jerked off while just thinking about Namjoon’s newest appearance since the last time they met in high school. Namjoon in high school had a black hair and blonde hair totally rocked his look and the brunette couldn’t help but fell in love deeper with Namjoon.
He rested his head on the cold glass table and closed his eyes as he waited for today’s customers. He just wanted to take a rest a bit.
“Seokjin.”
The brunette opened his eyes in surprised when he heard that raspy and sexy voice again then looked up, finding his high school crush was standing in front of him with a confused face. “You sleep here?”
“No, I’m not!” Seokjin snapped and he put his palm over his lips when he realized he just snapped in front of his crush. “Sorry, I mean no, I don’t sleep here. I’m just sleepy.”
“Okay then.” Namjoon mumbled then headed into the condom rack again. Seokjin shook his head, trying to get rid of that bad thought as he saw a condom on Namjoon’s hand. He was curious why Namjoon bought the condom but he knew he couldn’t ask someone’s personal business. He gotta be professional.
“I take that.”
Seokjin didn’t realize someone came to the shop because he was too busy staring into Namjoon’s handsome face, wondering why Namjoon looked hotter each day.
“Namjoon? Seokjin?”
Namjoon and Seokjin turned around in unison and found a short pale skinned guy was standing in front of him with a questionable look formed on his face. “You two are dating? Congratulation Jin, finally you’re in relationship with your crush.”
“Yoongi!” Seokjin hissed as his cheeks flushed in any seconds, same with Namjoon. “What the fuck are you saying and why the fuck are you here?!”
“Congratulation, Namjoon-ssi.” Yoongi smirked and patted the tallest’s shoulders lightly, ending up with Namjoon ran away from the shop as he shoved the condom into his jeans’ pocket.
“Why the fuck are you here, Min Yoongi?”
Yoongi laughed lightly as he looked around at the shop. “Well it’s because my girlfriend said the shopkeeper is handsome and I’m just curious how handsome he is. Didn’t know that the shopkeeper would be so handsome like this.” He answered easily as he mischievously touched some sex toys on the rack. “You work here, seriously?”
“Yeah, it’s because I couldn’t find another job.” Seokjin sighed sadly as he remembered the time when he looked for a normal part time job until midnight and he couldn’t find anything. “And for your information, I’m not in relationship with Namjoon and thank you for making both of us more awkward now.” He said sarcastically and his best friend just replied him with a laugh. “Don’t fucking touch the lash, asshole!”
Seokjin hoped Namjoon didn’t came again to the shop because he wasn’t ready to meet his crush thanks to so-called-best friend named Yoongi. But on the other side, he was curious why Namjoon kept coming to this filthy place and bought condoms. It didn’t mean he was going to fuck his girlfriend every single day, right? Even though he’s a guy, he understood that a girl needed a rest after having a sex. God, he didn’t understand why he knew many things about porn and girls when he’s a fucking gay. He knew he had to get a holy water as soon as possible.
“Seokjin.”
He looked up as the familiar sexy voice was calling his name. Actually he liked it how his name was called with Namjoon’s sexy voice but thanks to Yoongi, everything became more awkward than before.
He looked away, trying to avoid Namjoon because now he knew that he was Seokjin’s crush since high school. But the thing that Seokjin didn’t know, Namjoon liked him too in high school but too bad he was a shy boy before and he didn’t have a gut to talk to the handsome student. Now he had that confidence but he became awkward again next to the brunette’s best friend.
“I buy this.” He put some money on the table then shoved the condom into his jeans’ pocket. He was ready to get out until Seokjin said, “Wait.”
“Sorry for asking this, but I’m just curious.” Seokjin mumbled quietly but Namjoon could hear it clearly since it was only both of them inside the shop.
“What?”
“Why you keep buying condoms? Do you have a girlfriend?” Seokjin bit his lower lip as he hanged his head low, avoiding Namjoon’s gaze. “I’m just curious.”
Namjoon smiled softly as his fingers made its way to Seokjin’s chin, lifting his face up so they were face-to-face. “It’s for a preparation, Seokjin.” He caress Seokjin’s cheek lightly as he felt confident all of a sudden.
Seokjin flushed very red as he kept biting his lower lip nervously. “Preparation? What kind of preparation?” he tilted his head confusedly.
“Preparation to fuck you when you’re mine, Kim Seokjin.” Namjoon stated with now a smirk formed on his face. “I like you since high school too, Jin. You can ask Hoseok too if you don’t believe me.”
The brunette got up and pulled Namjoon by the collar, crashing his lips for a passionate kiss. They kept kissing passionately yet hungrily as Namjoon pushed Seokjin into a cold wall, didn’t even pulled away for once.
Seokjin pulled away slightly when he felt he was running out of breath. He looked into Namjoon’s face with a wide smile formed on his face. “Not here, Namjoon.” He mumbled against the blonde. “And I’m yours now.”