"Urgh, that's a lame line, you nerd." Ten rolled his eyes and stayed where he was, watching Minjun and not uncurling even a little. His body was screaming at him to stay warm and protect himself... and he was trying, that much was sure. "I run cold, apparently. He always calls me a frigid bitch."

Mostly because he wasn't always happy and into what he wanted him to do. The great paradox, really, because if he was into it then Cheon would be less into him. He was turned on by this shit.