"Yeah, it's real gold. I asked Jungkook how much he thinks it was, but he's pouty about it, so I'm pretty sure it's worth more than his." Which, really, was all he needed out of a gun. The gesture meant a lot, no one had ever believed in him the way Namjoon had. "I can't actually shoot it yet. My thumbs are still pretty useless." He moved one thumb a little to show, smiling for a moment. "Listen... I'm not saying it was okay, what you did. But I get that it was a fucked up situation for you. I've been in fucked up situations. I know Cheon is good at making people do things they don't want to do."
"I'm sorry." Ten looked down at his hand and twiddled his fingers a little. Everything about this was awkward. Having to apologise for what had happened, having to have Tae not overly mad at him and hell, just knowing that Tae heard Cheon fucking him. It didn't feel great. He decided he may as well be cards on the table with him because what did he have to lose? His friendship? As if. "I sent Cheon after you."
He'd find out sooner or later. "He asked me in the club if I knew some kids for a quick job and I told him you two. I didn't know he wanted you to steal coke but I was pretty sure it wasn't good... I knew it wasn't going to end well." He fucked them over big time. "Cheon said if I could find him kids to do the job, who would pull it off, he'd let me sleep over at his and he got me this watch, I just -- I don't know. I'm really sorry."
"Oh." That was new information. Tae reached for his mocktail and took a sip, then realised that taking a sip through a straw from a blue drink while looking right at Ten was kind of ridiculous in this situation. Damn it. Min Yoongi would never do that, Jungkook would never do that. Being cool was so much harder than those people made it look.
"You didn't know us then, I guess. I don't know. It's hard to..." Tae shrugged his shoulders with a sigh. "I just wish I'd gotten to know you without all that Cheon stuff, you know? You... I think you are a cool guy. Just makes me hate that asshole more."
"Me too. Cheon really fucked me over, huh? I didn't think he did but everyone in the world keeps telling me or giving me that look so I guess I'm the idiot." He shrugged his shoulders. Ah well, he couldn't go back now, he could only try and be better. He could only stick by Hobi and maybe learn to be a better person. "I guess after everything that happened, I can't claim it was really ever anything."
He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to grind them. He'd been doing that a lot lately. "Sorry you had to hear us fucking." Fucking, not rape. He was pissing him off and ... it was just better to think of it like that. It was a safe barrier.
"I don't know. I don't know, he gave you a better position than you'd have had otherwise. None of-- I mean, I never got that option. I don't know what I'd have done. Doesn't make you an idiot, just means you are that type. Like Jimin. But you got unlucky with Cheon."
He supposed he was luckier now, much like Jimin. The type that made men fall for them and want to, well. In case of Cheon, fuck them over. He could only hope that it was as different with Hobi for Ten as it was with Yoongi for Jimin. "That's not your fault. Anyway. You know, the reason I came with you that night was because I saw your wrists. I figured maybe Hobi was the one hurting you. I was gonna ask you about it."
"Hobi only hurts me in a fun way." Ten grinned playfully, unable to help himself. What? It was true. He did. He sighed and turned his head, looking over at where Hobi was probably working, wishing he was here now. Yes, he was needy and he wanted attention but Hobi always worked! And yeah, the money was good to get him shiny things but he didn't get that many shiny things yet!
"Cheon always liked to hurt me, not always in good ways. You and Jimin, I don't even know, you're both so caring. I don't get that." They were all survivors, they all had a rough time - why were Tae and Jimin such good people and he was such a trainwreck? "I'm happy you're both happy now."
"I didn't use to be like this. I think it's Jimin's fault. You should hang out more with Jimin, suddenly you care about everything, because he just likes everything. And everyone." Tae shrugged, not really able to explain it. "I think it develops. Grows. Something like that. Like you have Hobi now. You care about him, right?"
He assumed he would, given that he was pretty sure that Ten even cared about Cheon and that guy was such a bastard. "You're lucky! Why can't I find a nice boyfriend? Am I not cute enough?"
Tae pouted playfully, then paused for a moment. "...just imagine me without the bruising."
"You're ridiculously beautiful. You're just not very forward. Pick a guy and go for him. Hobi avoided me at first, gave me nothing... then I seduced him and soon I was tied up in the back of his car. It's all about being cunning." At least, it was for Ten. He shrugged though, unsure how to explain Jimin. "Jimin is just like... I dunno, he loves everyone. I think people return it. I can't explain Jimin."
He was just someone people wanted to love.
"I'll help you get a guy. It's about the only thing I'm good at."
"...yeah, I don't think I really want to be tied up in the back of someone's car?" Tae said it slowly, just putting that out there. "I am forward. I'm way too forward, people find me annoying. Anyway, it's not hard to get a guy that you can do stuff with. You're not the only one who's been on the street sucking dick." Not that he was proud of it, but still. "I used to get my drugs that way too. But it doesn't really... I mean, I'm a gangster now, right?"
Tae didn't seem particularly gangster while sipping his mocktail and asking the question, but on days when he didn't recover from a beating, he had the vibe down. "I don't know how to hit on a guy as this me. Do I tie people up? I don't even have a car yet."
"That's not your vibe. Your vibe is like... unobtainable beauty. Work it. Just act like no one else can have you and eventually, people will want you. Seriously, just, don't give people want they want for once. If someone asks you to do something, say they should do something else first. The more you're unobtainable, the more they want you." Tae looked unique and rare, something that people would want but he tended to play the annoying brother role instead of the handsome man role. He supposed that was part of Tae's charm but he didn't know how to get that across to him.
"Please don't tie people up unless you know what you're doing. It's so hard to master and lack of circulation?" He showed his wrists, the bruises only now starting to fade. "It hurts."
"Unobtainable beauty?" Tae laughed, surprised at the words and not complaining, but wow. He ruffled his own hair and just kept smiling, because this was entertaining. He kind of wanted to tell Namjoon, just to see his face upon learning that from now on Tae was going to go for an unobtainable beauty vibe. "We should go out together some time, go to Jungkook's club when I stop looking like this. You can help me be unobtainable."
Well, he clearly needed coaching. "So, tying someone up isn't easy? I guess I'll have to learn eventually, for business." Although he figured that was different. "Is Hobi good at it?"
"Hobi is the best at it. Holy shit, his handiwork is amazing. I have hung from some things, you know?" With a playful smile, he winked at Tae and then nodded his head, very agreeable. "We will, if you guys are cool with me coming. I'd like to do something good for you guys. I owe you a nice boy. Lemme handle it, Tae hyung!"
With a grin, he reached out and gently touched Tae, just to confirm it was okay. That he could do that. "When you guys are next free, text me. I promise nothing dodgy will happen this time. I'd sooner die."
"I don't know if Jimin is going to come, he's kind of needy right now. All about Min Yoongi." Tae didn't really blame him, but he just had to roll his eyes anyway. "I'll ask him though. And I'd give Jungkook a heads up, so we can get proper treatment."
Tae held up a victory sign, since that was easier than thumbs up. "Hey. I'm glad you didn't die. I asked about it when I woke up. I didn't want you to be dead. I mean it."
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He'd find out sooner or later. "He asked me in the club if I knew some kids for a quick job and I told him you two. I didn't know he wanted you to steal coke but I was pretty sure it wasn't good... I knew it wasn't going to end well." He fucked them over big time. "Cheon said if I could find him kids to do the job, who would pull it off, he'd let me sleep over at his and he got me this watch, I just -- I don't know. I'm really sorry."
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"You didn't know us then, I guess. I don't know. It's hard to..." Tae shrugged his shoulders with a sigh. "I just wish I'd gotten to know you without all that Cheon stuff, you know? You... I think you are a cool guy. Just makes me hate that asshole more."
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He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to grind them. He'd been doing that a lot lately. "Sorry you had to hear us fucking." Fucking, not rape. He was pissing him off and ... it was just better to think of it like that. It was a safe barrier.
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He supposed he was luckier now, much like Jimin. The type that made men fall for them and want to, well. In case of Cheon, fuck them over. He could only hope that it was as different with Hobi for Ten as it was with Yoongi for Jimin. "That's not your fault. Anyway. You know, the reason I came with you that night was because I saw your wrists. I figured maybe Hobi was the one hurting you. I was gonna ask you about it."
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"Cheon always liked to hurt me, not always in good ways. You and Jimin, I don't even know, you're both so caring. I don't get that." They were all survivors, they all had a rough time - why were Tae and Jimin such good people and he was such a trainwreck? "I'm happy you're both happy now."
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He assumed he would, given that he was pretty sure that Ten even cared about Cheon and that guy was such a bastard. "You're lucky! Why can't I find a nice boyfriend? Am I not cute enough?"
Tae pouted playfully, then paused for a moment. "...just imagine me without the bruising."
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He was just someone people wanted to love.
"I'll help you get a guy. It's about the only thing I'm good at."
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Tae didn't seem particularly gangster while sipping his mocktail and asking the question, but on days when he didn't recover from a beating, he had the vibe down. "I don't know how to hit on a guy as this me. Do I tie people up? I don't even have a car yet."
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"Please don't tie people up unless you know what you're doing. It's so hard to master and lack of circulation?" He showed his wrists, the bruises only now starting to fade. "It hurts."
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Well, he clearly needed coaching. "So, tying someone up isn't easy? I guess I'll have to learn eventually, for business." Although he figured that was different. "Is Hobi good at it?"
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With a grin, he reached out and gently touched Tae, just to confirm it was okay. That he could do that. "When you guys are next free, text me. I promise nothing dodgy will happen this time. I'd sooner die."
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Tae held up a victory sign, since that was easier than thumbs up. "Hey. I'm glad you didn't die. I asked about it when I woke up. I didn't want you to be dead. I mean it."