Minjun wondered whether there was any place more depressing than this club during the daytime. Probably not. He followed behind Cheon to the VIP booth, one hand in his pocket and his tongue playing with his lip piercing. It was new, he was still getting used to it.
"I'll let Kangwoo know what you're wearing, you punk."
"Oh no." Minjun wasn't very worried. Cheon needed his help, he was sure he could deal with his outfit. He sat down when Cheon gestured to a seat and then waved lazily as Cheon looked at the boy already seated there, gesturing to Minjun.
"This is Minjun. He can talk to you, he knows English. ENGLISH."
"...he really does think yelling helps." Minjun shook his head and looked at the boy, waving his hand properly now. "Hey. Can you actually speak English?"
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"I'll let Kangwoo know what you're wearing, you punk."
"Oh no." Minjun wasn't very worried. Cheon needed his help, he was sure he could deal with his outfit. He sat down when Cheon gestured to a seat and then waved lazily as Cheon looked at the boy already seated there, gesturing to Minjun.
"This is Minjun. He can talk to you, he knows English. ENGLISH."
"...he really does think yelling helps." Minjun shook his head and looked at the boy, waving his hand properly now. "Hey. Can you actually speak English?"