"You have money? Oh. Sweet boy. Aren't you good to me?" Ten smiled sweetly as he got up and took the other's hand, holding it playfully and looking around to double check no one was watching. He just wanted to leave and maybe this boy was his way out. Cheon had already fucked him a few times, he was not a gentle lover and he had little drive to stick around with him. Any out was perfect.
"You're older than me." That was about all he'd say about his age. "So you can just call me Ten, not hyung. Hyung is older brother, right?" He was trying to learn fast. "You're my hyung... nah, not sexy enough. What else can I call you?"
"Hyung is like older brother, yeah, but Koreans just use it all the time. I don't know, you get used to it. But it's weirder doing it when I speak English." Minjun held Ten's hand and headed outside, walking with Ten as if he was allowed to do that. He had found that people questioned it less when he just seemed like he could do it. "I'm Korean, but I grew up in the US, so I don't give a damn. Call me Minjun or Cumin, if you want."
Ten, he could remember that. He imagined his actual name would be a bit harder, Thai names were very tricky. "I'm kinda high up in this family, just cause of who my father is. He's in the US, he's kinda done with the business, but he thinks I need to be here to learn how to be a proper man. So here I am. And I got money to waste, like a proper man."
"You sound like a proper man. I like a proper man." Hurrying along after him, he clung to his arm and cuddled up to him, grinning. He knew when he had to keep someone close and thus boy might be his salvation so he needed him. "I think I'll call you 'handsome' because you really are. I like the piercing. Bet the metal would taste good in my mouth."
He'd been flirting up until now and he'd not reacted negatively so he doubted he'd get punched for saying it. Korea was tricky when compared to Thailand, people were more conservative in some ways. "How do you know Cheon? Same family?"
"Nah. Cheon is my cousin's best friend and my cousin is the next in line, once my uncle bites it. I'm... Well, I'm like... fourth in line, I guess? In theory. Not really wanting that life, to be honest, and they'd not want me anyway. They call me foreigner." Minjun grinned and played with his piercing again, turning it a little with his tongue. Then he leaned forward and kissed him, because why not? No time like today.
"How's it taste?" Even as he asked the question, their foreheads leaning together, he kept walking, laughing softly. "You are a really good kisser. Ten out of ten."
"You taste like coffee." Ten laughed a little as he picked up speed and started to run towards the bus stop, holding onto the other boy's hand and dragging him along. The sooner they left here, the better. He was afraid Cheon would follow, afraid this was a trap but ... once he was in Gangnam, he would have a better chance at freedom. Right?
"Hey, handsome? If you have so much money cause you're all powerful, you should buy me something pretty." Well, their relationship seemed to be very in the now, moving quick and not hesitating so why not ask? "I like Gucci."
"I'm not that all powerful..." But it would really piss Kangwoo off if he started having a boy and bought him expensive presents. Huh. Minjun frowned, thinking about it. Honestly, most of what he did was motivated by pissing people off, so why not that? "You aren't eager to go back to Cheon, yeah?"
Well, that made sense. "Y'know, Gucci Boy, I could buy you. Then we can see about buying you Gucci." Hey, he'd made more reckless purchases lately, at least in his opinion. "Cheon's a pig, right? I'd be doing a good thing, getting you away from him." He stepped onto the bus and paid for both of them at the front, only to then drag Ten to the very back, sitting down in the corner and pulling him onto his lap. "You really think I'm handsome? Cause I think you're beautiful."
"He isn't a good person." He made Ten suck his dick the other day and he gripped his hair, holding him in place, far too deep. He choked and couldn't breathe. He didn't like to think about it. Cheon said he owed him, made him stay in his apartment. No, he wasn't eager to go back. All this buying and selling of people? He didn't question it. He just went with it. This was a different world.
At least this boy was handsome. He wriggled around on his lap, playfully kissing his cheek and then biting his ear lobe a little, tongue running along his metal earring. "Would you take care of me if you brought me, handsome? Cheon said he would and he didn't. Men can lie. You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" Ten grinned, he didn't know the boy well but he was already a lot of fun. He was probably talking a lot of shit but whatever, he liked it. "Take care of me and I'll take care of you."
"Yeah, I--" Wait. Minjun was a smart guy, but his mouth and actions and emotions all tended to run away with him a little at times and he saw where he'd gone wrong now. So he cleared his throat and smiled a little, feeling sheepish all of a sudden.
"I don't do... Not... You know, paying people for it, that's not really my thing. But you could do whatever the fuck you want, yeah? Like... Do you wanna go back to Thailand? You don't have to stay with me, just cause I do that. Maybe for a bit, so we can piss off Cheon, but you don't have to do anything for me."
"In Thailand, I lived with my grandmother. She passed away recently, there's not a lot for me there. That's why I wanted to leave and go somewhere new and exciting. I want to see things, do things, experience life." He knew that a lot of people said that in a whimsical way but Ten was dead serious and he was the kind of boy who'd make it happen. He was good at driving forward, doing what he wanted and worrying about consequence later.
"Don't you worry about me, handsome. I worry about me." Ten smiled and reached out, poking Minjun's cheek playfully. "Trust me, I wouldn't charge a boy like you. This isn't work, it's just ... playing. Yes? Is that the word? We play."
Some boys back home used to call him the cute devil, a tempter, he had a way of talking to people. After all, he might have looked young and seemed fragile but he knew very much what he wanted and how to get it. He didn't need Minjun's pity. "Stop worrying about me."
"Huh." Minjun leaned back, but he ran his fingers through Ten's hair, thinking about what he was saying and what that meant for him. Honestly, having someone like Ten as an escort, pretty and smart and - if he actually did the Gucci thing, which he just might - high fashion? Honestly, it might even help his rep within the family. No one had to know that Ten could do whatever he wanted.
"Then we play. If you wanna stay with me. I have a flat in Gangnam. My mother loves me, so I have a nice view."
"Such a kind boy. I will reward you generously." Yeah, he sounded like a whore but technically, he was. Cheon didn't introduce him to this world, he just exploited him and took away his say on clients. Now he had it, kind of, and he was very eager to play with Minjun. He kissed his neck a few times and nodded happily. "We can play as long as you want. Just tell me when you're bored."
Until then, he'd show Minjun the time of his life. Hopefully his fake ID would still work here.
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"You're older than me." That was about all he'd say about his age. "So you can just call me Ten, not hyung. Hyung is older brother, right?" He was trying to learn fast. "You're my hyung... nah, not sexy enough. What else can I call you?"
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Ten, he could remember that. He imagined his actual name would be a bit harder, Thai names were very tricky. "I'm kinda high up in this family, just cause of who my father is. He's in the US, he's kinda done with the business, but he thinks I need to be here to learn how to be a proper man. So here I am. And I got money to waste, like a proper man."
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He'd been flirting up until now and he'd not reacted negatively so he doubted he'd get punched for saying it. Korea was tricky when compared to Thailand, people were more conservative in some ways. "How do you know Cheon? Same family?"
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"How's it taste?" Even as he asked the question, their foreheads leaning together, he kept walking, laughing softly. "You are a really good kisser. Ten out of ten."
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"Hey, handsome? If you have so much money cause you're all powerful, you should buy me something pretty." Well, their relationship seemed to be very in the now, moving quick and not hesitating so why not ask? "I like Gucci."
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Well, that made sense. "Y'know, Gucci Boy, I could buy you. Then we can see about buying you Gucci." Hey, he'd made more reckless purchases lately, at least in his opinion. "Cheon's a pig, right? I'd be doing a good thing, getting you away from him." He stepped onto the bus and paid for both of them at the front, only to then drag Ten to the very back, sitting down in the corner and pulling him onto his lap. "You really think I'm handsome? Cause I think you're beautiful."
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At least this boy was handsome. He wriggled around on his lap, playfully kissing his cheek and then biting his ear lobe a little, tongue running along his metal earring. "Would you take care of me if you brought me, handsome? Cheon said he would and he didn't. Men can lie. You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" Ten grinned, he didn't know the boy well but he was already a lot of fun. He was probably talking a lot of shit but whatever, he liked it. "Take care of me and I'll take care of you."
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"I don't do... Not... You know, paying people for it, that's not really my thing. But you could do whatever the fuck you want, yeah? Like... Do you wanna go back to Thailand? You don't have to stay with me, just cause I do that. Maybe for a bit, so we can piss off Cheon, but you don't have to do anything for me."
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"Don't you worry about me, handsome. I worry about me." Ten smiled and reached out, poking Minjun's cheek playfully. "Trust me, I wouldn't charge a boy like you. This isn't work, it's just ... playing. Yes? Is that the word? We play."
Some boys back home used to call him the cute devil, a tempter, he had a way of talking to people. After all, he might have looked young and seemed fragile but he knew very much what he wanted and how to get it. He didn't need Minjun's pity. "Stop worrying about me."
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"Then we play. If you wanna stay with me. I have a flat in Gangnam. My mother loves me, so I have a nice view."
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Until then, he'd show Minjun the time of his life. Hopefully his fake ID would still work here.