cutedevil: (I get high off my lows and stronger)

[personal profile] cutedevil 2019-08-21 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"No." Ten spoke simply as he watched Gyungho get up and start to dance around the room like some kind of drunken Gene Kelly, his noodles forgotten as he just idly seemed to dance with himself, no music around, just happily on his own high. Even without drugs, he had a high.

Ten frowned and then looked back at Minjun. "I'm not into rap."

Was that a bad thing to admit? He didn't hate it but he didn't see the appeal personally. He preferred kpop over underground scenes.
cuminjun: (fierce)

[personal profile] cuminjun 2019-08-21 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eh, don't worry. I can sing too. That's why I'm your bias." Or so he would claim until it became true. Minjun grinned and turned to watch his bro dance. For about three seconds, before he climbed onto the chair, jumped down from it and started to dance right along with him, to that same unheard beat.

Yoongi came back out, moving past them without paying much attention. He needed to get those noodle dishes back into the kitchen if he planned on closing up.
cutedevil: (Taste of the sweat and dirt)

[personal profile] cutedevil 2019-08-21 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. There was no denying it. Minjun was probably his bias. Man... he hoped he got laid here in Korea, it was kind of exciting and kind of terrible too but he was pretty darn well eager. Maybe he could seduce Minjun. Maybe it'd work out well. Who knew?

As Gyungho and Minjun danced around like crazed apes to no music, Ten checked his phone and responded to his family, telling them he was fine and knowing he'd have to head back to the hotel before it got too late and people really worried.