Jin suddenly stood up and almost gave Namjoon a heart attack when he started walking away from the table. He thanked his lucky stars when Jin headed to the bathroom, which was far away from Namjoon’s table.

Naturally, eyes followed Jin as he moved. He could hear several girls giggling and sighing as Jin passed by their tables. Some even dared to talk to him or comment loudly. The same thing used to happen when they were still in university and Namjoon was unbothered by the harmless comments. He just didn’t want to hear anything lewd or ual towards his boyfriend and he most definitely doesn’t want anyone to approach him.

“Sunbaenim, you’re really handsome.”

“Omg, omg he’s coming near!!!!”

“Can’t believe we’re breathing the same air as him.”

“He smells soooo good!!”

“How can he be so beautiful.”

“I’m dying, I’m dying!”

When Jin walked back to the table, Ken’s eyes drifted down to Jin’s torn jeans. Namjoon cursed under his breath at how revealing those torn jeans are. He didn’t notice them when Jin first got up because he was surprised and got nervous when Jin started walking. When did those holes become so big? He could see the milky, white thighs of his boyfriend and it’s obvious he’s not the only one appreciating the view.

Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.

From where he’s sitting, Namjoon became a reluctant listener to the irritating commentary of the fangirls in the adjacent table.

“Omo, omo, omo, Ken oppa looks like a starving man.”

“Rawr, he looks ready to pounce on Jin oppa hahaha”

“Aww, Jin oppa is too serious! Doesn’t he feel Ken oppa’s intense stare? I would mel