"I would get to dance and look beautiful, people would love me and when all that fades away, I'll have hella cash." Not that he didn't already but hey. Ten clearly knew what he wanted. he smiled a little at his new friends and then shrugged his shoulders. He considered it all for a moment before tutting and leaning back, sighing dramatically. "Eomma said never trust bad boy."
Gyungho had to laugh. That was kinda cute. "We're not bad boys. We're good boys. Party boys who ... stop crime. Borrowed you a phone. We're heroes, really."
Maybe a little over the top but whatever.
"Cute bad boys." With a grin, Ten looked at Minjun and oh yeah, he was flirting. "You ... do something for me and I party. You gotta... erm, fancy man-- what is the ... Gentleman! You be gentleman." He had certain standards and he was keeping them. "Treat me nice."
"I'm very nice," Minjun assured him, "I'm a good boy." Well. Perhaps not entirely, but hey. He could act the part. And subtly adjust his shirt when he realised that at least one of his tattoos might be visible. "Come eat noodles with us?"
He held out a hand for Ten, smiling. Like a good boy and gentleman who didn't just want to hold the hot boy's hand. "Your granny would like us. I bet."
"... He said weed? Are we going to score? Fuck yeah." Taking off his apron, Gyungho slid off the table, ready to follow these two flirty gays. Whatever, he was happy to follow along. He didn't have any other plans today and he wanted to be fed still.
Ten reached out, taking Minjun's hand... admittedly mostly because he wanted to leave this gross place. He held onto the boy's hand and smiled at him. Was this normal in Korea? Boys holding hands? He thought they were way more funny about this stuff. "Gays in Korea. I was told that was near impossible to find. Am I reading wrong? You can no homo if you wanna."
"I'm from New York. We are all gay." Minjun grinned and gave the hand a squeeze, then yelled out to the kitchen so they'd know they were leaving. Not that he expected anyone to care. "Anyway, for real? You got lucky. Or unlucky, I guess. However you wanna see it. If I cared what people thought of me, I'd not look the way I do."
And right now he was actually wearing a much more subdued look than his usual attire, partly because of work and partly because he'd been to lazy for make-up. "Gyungho is no homo. For the record."
"I never no homo. I'm just not homo. Not full homo, anyway. Everyone is a little homo." Gyungho didn't really no homo in the traditional sense, he had no shame over what he did, he just didn't think it was as gay as Minjun did. He liked the gays, he didn't mind being mistaken for one, he had a good time kissing dudes but he just didn't think he was really all that gay. He'd still rather have a girl.
"You don't look like most boys I've seen in Korea. Is that why so many people are looking at us weird?" They weren't so bad but most the people glaring at them lived near them, knew them and had issues with them.
Mostly recently, they stole some traffic cones and were the most hated boys in town for weeks.
"Oh yeah. Lots of prejudice. I guess it's cause I'm a pretty boy." Minjun grinned and blew a kiss at a guy they were walking past, then flipped him off when he just got a glare in return. Whatever. He called out to Gyungho.
"Yo! Shall we still go to the Min place for some noodles? Bet Yoongi-hyung is still up." Hyung to him, Gyungho's ex-classmate. He was a good guy, made good noodles. Minjun explained to Ten. "We are going to a friend's place, his family has a restaurant."
They might be stretching the definition of 'friend', but they often did.
"Of course, I want good food for cheap and you know he loves us. We're his regulars."
As they led Ten along, Gyungho threw his arm around Minjun and the two got very cosy together. Ten honestly didn't know what to make of them. Were they gay? Was there tension here? How dumb was it to be wandering off with them on his first night in Korea when grammie said to go wait somewhere safe? He was pretty sure he was making a lot of mistakes but he had to trust someone, right? Why not trust a pretty boy.
"You have tattoos, right?" Ten was curious, he needed to know more about the boy he was stuck with. All cause he was hot... he was such an idiot. "Can you show me when we get noodles?"
"Yeah, I got a couple, gonna get more too. I like your piercings." Minjun reached up to gently run his free hand along Ten's ear, some of them quite similar to his own piercings. Well. Placement-wise, he was pretty sure that every single one of those piercings was worth more than anything he owned. "I can show you, sure. If you want me stripping for you so soon..."
Minjun grinned at Gyungho. "He wants to see my tattoos. See? I'm getting somewhere."
"Let's see how food goes." Given Ten hadn't actually gotten around to getting laid yet, he wasn't sure if he really wanted his first time to be with a guy who might have an STD or two but... then again, how many gay boys was he going to meet willing to do it in Korea? That was the real question. This was the first time his harmless flirting went a little beyond just harmless - he could actually fuck a guy. Kinda scary.
Gyungho laughed and reached out, tugging on Minjun's jacket proudly. "You're so fucking zutter right now, you're gonna get him."
Was it rude to talk about the rich boy in a language he didn't know while he was there? Prolly but he didn't care. "Want a condom?"
"Didn't you hear him? I'm being a gentleman! You can't gimme a condom in front of a rich hot guy." Seriously, he was trying something here. Being a gentleman. Which was why he hurried ahead the last few steps to the store and held the door open for Ten, bowing nicely. Then he let go of it for Gyungho, but whatever. He didn't need him to be a gentleman.
"Ayo, Yoongi-hyung! Are you awake?" He called out for him and wasn't surprised to see Yoongi come out from the kitchen area, headphones around his neck and not looking pleased to see them. To be fair, he also didn't look displeased. Mostly pretty neutral.
"You smacked me with the door, you fucking bastard!" Gyungho slapped Minjun hard around the back of the head and shoved past him, coming over to Yoongi and hugging him tight like an old friend, lifting him off the floor for a second and setting him back down. "Yo, brother! We need a table of three, we got a guest."
He slapped Yoongi on the shoulder then came back over to the lovers. "Maybe we can get some music in here. Get a party going."
Ten, unsure what was going on because of his limited language skills and general lack of knowledge about... whatever these two were, stayed mostly close to Minjun. It was easier to hold his hand and stay next to him than try to navigate this craziness.
"No music. My family's sleeping upstairs." And he wasn't going to risk whatever a party with those guys would evolve into. Yoongi took a careful step away from Gyungho, knowing that pushing him away wouldn't help any. "You sit, be quiet and you can have food."
Really challenging his eomma tonight. Which was maybe also why, when he really took notice of the boy with Minjun, he frowned. Taking a step closer, he made a deliberate effort to catch Ten's eyes, rare enough for him. "You okay?"
He looked lost and confused, maybe they'd just kidnapped him. Of course, Minjun took offence, tugging Ten closer. "Of course he is okay! He is with me."
Ten blinked at Yoongi and tilted his head to the side, smiling a little. Woah, what a hot boy. Seriously. He had the most beautiful eyes. He almost got lost in them. "I'm okay. Wait, sorry. It's all good. Yes. Okay." He wasn't sure if okay was okay as an answer and then he got flustered and answered in two languages. Damn. What a hot boy, he twisted him all up.
"He's fine. He's Ten, our Thai boy. We're taking him out on the town." Sliding between them, Gyungho gently pushed Yoongi back and tried to make it look casual. He didn't want him to steal Minjun's date. "Go make us three fried noodles, yeah?"
"Damn, he's hot." Ten smiled at Minjun, pretty amused. "Big dick energy."
"How can you know that?! He's wearing an apron." Who had big dick energy wearing an apron? "And he's awkward. He's all, you know..."
Minjun realised that he couldn't think of any way to describe Yoongi that wouldn't make him sound either cute or cool. Damn him for being such a weird manga protagonist type. He huffed and looked at Gyungho. "He thinks your friend is hot."
He said it accusatory and, yes, now it was his friend. His fault. He turned to look at Ten very seriously. "He's a eunuch."
"No chance. He's a cutie." Was he making the punk jealous? That was kind of cute. Kinda funny too. Ten smirked playfully and turned to Minjun, reaching out to bop his nose in a playful manner. "He has big dick energy." He turned his head, watching Yoongi leave to make noodles with a very pleased expression. "Nice ass."
Gyungho sat down, shrugging with great disinterest. "Not my problem. Win him back. Get hotter. Take off your shirt."
Well, it usually worked for them. Going shirtless was always a positive.
"Can't. No shirt, no noodles. Your friend's stupid policy." Minjun was still pouting, but he also pulled out a chair for Ten like a proper gentleman. So there. "He has a girlfriend anyway, right? I bet he never broke up with her."
He quickly switched languages to tell Ten. "He's straight, he has a girlfriend. Very hot couple."
"He's not straight. Trust me. I have amazing gaydar." Ten dismissed as he watched the kitchen area curiously. If he could cook, he had a new crush. Not that he didn't already have a billion. He liked Minjun too but he didn't like when boys got too cocky and confident. If he just wanted to fuck Ten like he was suspecting he did, he was going to make him work for it and belittle him a little first. It was fun!
"I think they broke up but like... I dunno. Just lie to him. He's straight, has a girl, can't get it up. Whatever." Gyungho suggested as he checked his cracked and battered phone to see if he had any messages, any party notifications.
"You know I understand than speaking." Ten put out there as he gave Minjun a look. "You lie."
"i>I did not lie! Gyungho-hyung just told me to lie. He's a bad influence. I'm innocent." Minjun smiled in the most innocent way he managed, fluttering his eyelashes. "But all right, all right, he's not a eunuch. Probably. Honestly, he could be one. No one knows, he's not social."
With a shrug, he pulled his own chair closer to Ten's, leaning his head against his shoulder. "So... What idols do you like?"
"SHINee and Super Junior." Ten had a bit of a thing for Taemin, his hardcore bias. He looked at Minjun, suddenly very close to him, and leaned close to press his forehead against the other boy's, going for flirty. He was good at that, he had a lot of practise with boys in his class. "My biae is Taemin. I like a blond boy."
He pulled back and looked towards the kitchen again, going cold on him once more. "Like your friend." Heh. It was kinda funny.
"Oh, haha!" Minjun had to snort, amused and annoyed at the same time. "He's not my friend any more. Ending the friendship, he's, you know... He snores!"
Well, whatever. No way he could prove him wrong there. Any time soon. Minjun ruffled his own hair and then yelled out to Yoongi. "Hey! Hyung! Dye your hair a natural colour."
"Fuck off." Yoongi didn't bother shouting, but he did come over with a tray, setting a bowl of noodles down in front of each of them. He lingered though, looking at Ten again and gesturing to Minjun. "He okay?"
He had realised by now that the guy didn't speak much Korean.
"Okay. I guess. He's a pretty boy." Ten said carefully as if he was thinking over every word and trying to say it right. He looked at Yoongi and then bowed to him very politely. "Like you." Nailed it. He happily started in on his noodles, a hungry growing boy and all, while Gyungho smiled up at Yoongi.
"You're cockblocking this date hardcore, Yoon-Yoon."
Kinda funny, actually. He set all of his things on the table and started to very openly roll a joint at the dining table. "You wanna come party with us, Yoonz?"
"Get that stuff out of here or I'm giving you a choice between me calling the cops or waking my eomma." And yes, Yoongi was a fully grown adult threatening a guy with his eomma, but hey. He knew what true fear meant. That and he knew Gyungho well enough to know he'd never want to upset an eomma.
Minjun ate his noodles, wondering whether to be upset by the teasing or not. Probably not, after all, he still had the language bonus. That ought to help him score here. "You gonna come party with us if we can get big dick energy to come along?"
"... Nark." Rolling his eyes, he stuffed his weed back onto his pocket and sighed, knowing he would just have to roll it up later. Gyungho leaned back and assessed Yoongi before smirking a little. "You still dating that one girl, the quiet one? Just wondering. She seemed nice. Way nicer than that bitch of a friend of hers." There was a pause before he needlessly added. "She has herpes."
He was like 90% sure she gave it to him.
Ten swallowed his noodles and turned to Minjun, shrugging a little. "I'll party with you anyway. I said I'd stick with you tonight, you're my gentleman."
"No, I'm not." Yoongi frowned, looking down at the ground as he tried to think about whether he was still dating her. Well. If he was, he was the worst boyfriend ever and he had no doubt that he should have been dumped a long time ago, so he decided to just assume that they weren't dating. "You work in that diner still, yeah? Gross."
Well, it was.
Minjun looked at Ten, feeling himself smile. It was hard not to, he was fun. And extremely hot, not to be forgotten. "How long are you in Korea? Because I can be a gentleman for you any time, babe."
"Revolting, yeah. They're getting sued right now but we still get paid so... it works out." He didn't expect more from life, given he dropped out and gave up before he could be kicked out. He didn't care for school or failure so it seemed like the best option. Guys like him were doomed to work shitty jobs. "You dating anyone right now? Got any girls or whatever?"
Just, you know, asking for Minjun's sake.
"Until I graduate, maybe longer. My parents let me pick where to study. I have to stay at the hotel until they can get me my own apartment. It's okay, it's a nice hotel." He liked mini bars and free toiletries too! "I guess we'll have to exchange numbers. If you're up for it."
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Gyungho had to laugh. That was kinda cute. "We're not bad boys. We're good boys. Party boys who ... stop crime. Borrowed you a phone. We're heroes, really."
Maybe a little over the top but whatever.
"Cute bad boys." With a grin, Ten looked at Minjun and oh yeah, he was flirting. "You ... do something for me and I party. You gotta... erm, fancy man-- what is the ... Gentleman! You be gentleman." He had certain standards and he was keeping them. "Treat me nice."
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He held out a hand for Ten, smiling. Like a good boy and gentleman who didn't just want to hold the hot boy's hand. "Your granny would like us. I bet."
No. She would not.
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"... He said weed? Are we going to score? Fuck yeah." Taking off his apron, Gyungho slid off the table, ready to follow these two flirty gays. Whatever, he was happy to follow along. He didn't have any other plans today and he wanted to be fed still.
Ten reached out, taking Minjun's hand... admittedly mostly because he wanted to leave this gross place. He held onto the boy's hand and smiled at him. Was this normal in Korea? Boys holding hands? He thought they were way more funny about this stuff. "Gays in Korea. I was told that was near impossible to find. Am I reading wrong? You can no homo if you wanna."
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And right now he was actually wearing a much more subdued look than his usual attire, partly because of work and partly because he'd been to lazy for make-up. "Gyungho is no homo. For the record."
Could be hard to tell at times.
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"You don't look like most boys I've seen in Korea. Is that why so many people are looking at us weird?" They weren't so bad but most the people glaring at them lived near them, knew them and had issues with them.
Mostly recently, they stole some traffic cones and were the most hated boys in town for weeks.
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"Yo! Shall we still go to the Min place for some noodles? Bet Yoongi-hyung is still up." Hyung to him, Gyungho's ex-classmate. He was a good guy, made good noodles. Minjun explained to Ten. "We are going to a friend's place, his family has a restaurant."
They might be stretching the definition of 'friend', but they often did.
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As they led Ten along, Gyungho threw his arm around Minjun and the two got very cosy together. Ten honestly didn't know what to make of them. Were they gay? Was there tension here? How dumb was it to be wandering off with them on his first night in Korea when grammie said to go wait somewhere safe? He was pretty sure he was making a lot of mistakes but he had to trust someone, right? Why not trust a pretty boy.
"You have tattoos, right?" Ten was curious, he needed to know more about the boy he was stuck with. All cause he was hot... he was such an idiot. "Can you show me when we get noodles?"
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Minjun grinned at Gyungho. "He wants to see my tattoos. See? I'm getting somewhere."
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Gyungho laughed and reached out, tugging on Minjun's jacket proudly. "You're so fucking zutter right now, you're gonna get him."
Was it rude to talk about the rich boy in a language he didn't know while he was there? Prolly but he didn't care. "Want a condom?"
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"Ayo, Yoongi-hyung! Are you awake?" He called out for him and wasn't surprised to see Yoongi come out from the kitchen area, headphones around his neck and not looking pleased to see them. To be fair, he also didn't look displeased. Mostly pretty neutral.
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He slapped Yoongi on the shoulder then came back over to the lovers. "Maybe we can get some music in here. Get a party going."
Ten, unsure what was going on because of his limited language skills and general lack of knowledge about... whatever these two were, stayed mostly close to Minjun. It was easier to hold his hand and stay next to him than try to navigate this craziness.
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Really challenging his eomma tonight. Which was maybe also why, when he really took notice of the boy with Minjun, he frowned. Taking a step closer, he made a deliberate effort to catch Ten's eyes, rare enough for him. "You okay?"
He looked lost and confused, maybe they'd just kidnapped him. Of course, Minjun took offence, tugging Ten closer. "Of course he is okay! He is with me."
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"He's fine. He's Ten, our Thai boy. We're taking him out on the town." Sliding between them, Gyungho gently pushed Yoongi back and tried to make it look casual. He didn't want him to steal Minjun's date. "Go make us three fried noodles, yeah?"
"Damn, he's hot." Ten smiled at Minjun, pretty amused. "Big dick energy."
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Minjun realised that he couldn't think of any way to describe Yoongi that wouldn't make him sound either cute or cool. Damn him for being such a weird manga protagonist type. He huffed and looked at Gyungho. "He thinks your friend is hot."
He said it accusatory and, yes, now it was his friend. His fault. He turned to look at Ten very seriously. "He's a eunuch."
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Gyungho sat down, shrugging with great disinterest. "Not my problem. Win him back. Get hotter. Take off your shirt."
Well, it usually worked for them. Going shirtless was always a positive.
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He quickly switched languages to tell Ten. "He's straight, he has a girlfriend. Very hot couple."
Well. She was pretty, to be fair.
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"I think they broke up but like... I dunno. Just lie to him. He's straight, has a girl, can't get it up. Whatever." Gyungho suggested as he checked his cracked and battered phone to see if he had any messages, any party notifications.
"You know I understand than speaking." Ten put out there as he gave Minjun a look. "You lie."
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With a shrug, he pulled his own chair closer to Ten's, leaning his head against his shoulder. "So... What idols do you like?"
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He pulled back and looked towards the kitchen again, going cold on him once more. "Like your friend." Heh. It was kinda funny.
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Well, whatever. No way he could prove him wrong there. Any time soon. Minjun ruffled his own hair and then yelled out to Yoongi. "Hey! Hyung! Dye your hair a natural colour."
"Fuck off." Yoongi didn't bother shouting, but he did come over with a tray, setting a bowl of noodles down in front of each of them. He lingered though, looking at Ten again and gesturing to Minjun. "He okay?"
He had realised by now that the guy didn't speak much Korean.
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"You're cockblocking this date hardcore, Yoon-Yoon."
Kinda funny, actually. He set all of his things on the table and started to very openly roll a joint at the dining table. "You wanna come party with us, Yoonz?"
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Minjun ate his noodles, wondering whether to be upset by the teasing or not. Probably not, after all, he still had the language bonus. That ought to help him score here. "You gonna come party with us if we can get big dick energy to come along?"
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He was like 90% sure she gave it to him.
Ten swallowed his noodles and turned to Minjun, shrugging a little. "I'll party with you anyway. I said I'd stick with you tonight, you're my gentleman."
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Well, it was.
Minjun looked at Ten, feeling himself smile. It was hard not to, he was fun. And extremely hot, not to be forgotten. "How long are you in Korea? Because I can be a gentleman for you any time, babe."
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Just, you know, asking for Minjun's sake.
"Until I graduate, maybe longer. My parents let me pick where to study. I have to stay at the hotel until they can get me my own apartment. It's okay, it's a nice hotel." He liked mini bars and free toiletries too! "I guess we'll have to exchange numbers. If you're up for it."
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