"I wasn't even serious anyway. I like this place. Has good noodles." Minjun caught the napkin and, maturely, threw it right back his way. "We won't even tell the boss we got you from here. Aren't we two nice guys, huh?"
He decided to just speak for Gyungho in this. Seemed best to keep Ten on their side. As much as possible, anyway. "I'll even leave a tip. You should hurry up though, boss is waiting for you."
"I'm not in a hurry." Ten dismissed, he didn't see the point of hurrying home. He knew what was coming so why rush ahead to it. He slurped up the rest of his noodles and got up, stretching a little and then talking to Yoongi. "I need to use your rest room, where is it?"
"Woah, woah, woah." Gyungho held his hand up, trying to stop this from happening. "Bullshit. We're not playing the game. You'll climb out of the window."
"... Who says it has a window?" He turned to Yoongi for back up. "Does it have one?" Hopefully.
"No idea." Yoongi of course knew that there was a window, he cleaned it often enough to know. But he felt like ignorance in spite of obvious evidence to the contrary was the way to go in this situation. "Go and find out. You can tell me later."
"Cool. I've been wanting to go." Minjun took Ten's hand in his and then leaned in, close to his ear. "I don't want to hurt you. But don't think that will stop me."
"Oooh, sexy. If only you had the balls to back that statement up. I don't think you do." Ten teased as he just smiled at Minjun, not afraid of his threats. After all, he had to deal with Cheon almost daily. Unpredictable, violent and abusive - that was scary. Minjun threatening him was kinda tamed against it. "Might have turned me on."
As he approached the urinal, he looked at Minjun's hand and then looked up at him. "Let go of my hand unless you wanna hold my dick for me."
"You know, I would, but I feel it would take the romance out of our relationship." Instead Minjun turned around, until he was with his back right against Ten's, one hand loosely resting on his hip, looking off at nothing much. "I can see why you come here. He likes you."
In addition to making excellent noodles. "Still a eunuch, though."
"Nine. Inches. At least. Trust me, it's like an elephant trunk. It's the real reason I come so often." Well, not really but Ten thought it was funny so he kept using it as his angle. He wasn't sure how big Yoongi's dick was in reality but it was certainly entertaining. And definitely big. Cause he had seen that thing swinging around.
Ten forced himself to go, not that he needed to or wanted to. He looked up at the window and bit inside his cheek. "Thought you needed to pee. Stop standing behind me, weirdo."
"I don't need to pee. I need to not give you a chance to run off, because I don't want to have to drag you. It's easier this way." For Minjun. He could imagine it ultimately didn't make that much of a difference to Ten. "I don't want to be the one hurting you."
He let out a huff of laughter, shaking his head. "Unless you asked me."
"You're cute but I like my men to not be controlled by dickhead gangsters." Which was harder to find that it should be. Ten turned around and zipped his jeans back up, coming around to look at Minjun before retreating to wash his hands. "Besides, you couldn't hurt me the way I like. For many, many reasons."
Cheon for one. The big one. He wiped his hands dry on his jeans and looked over at Minjun. "I mean, you could try but let's be honest, few boys know how to do it well." Always disappointing. "Bet Yoongi has a firm hand in bed. I like that. Good jacking off material, yeah?"
"Uh-huh. Glad you are fantasising about noodle boy, leave me out of that anywhere the boss could hear." Not that he really thought Ten fantasised about him. As Ten said himself, he could hardly be himself around him. "You're wrong about him though. I bet you. He's soft. Too soft for you. You need someone with an edge."
Minjun smirked. "Someone who's a little crazy." He walked closer, reaching for Ten's hands again and this time catching both his wrists, slowly lifting them above both their heads as he looked into his eyes. "Someone like me."
"Someone's angling to get their dick cut off by Cheon, huh?" Just saying. That was a dicey move but he guessed punk boy liked to flirt with danger. He did like it, the idea of playing and having some fun again but that wasn't how his life worked any more. It was all Cheon. No room for other games, not with him. "Tempting... but no."
Lunging forward suddenly, he slammed his knee into Minjun's balls and shoved him hard, making a run for it out of the bathroom and hoping to get out of the back. He felt bad, sure, but he had to save his own skin. Weak boys were boys to be exploited.
Minjun was on the ground, for obvious reasons, and he knew he had brought it on himself. He was still struggling to catch his breath, but he had his phone in his hand, calling Gyungho. "He's making a run for it. Go to the back!"
Here was hoping that Gyungho felt like running, because Minjun felt more like passing out. Fuck, that hurt.
Gyungho took off running instantly, hurrying off ahead and almost losing the slippery bastard across the car park. Thank God he was getting more in shape these days, he only just managed to get him. He slammed Ten into the floor and pinned him down, cursing because he hadn't had a chance to finish his noodles. Ten squirmed and fought under him.
"Minjun! Move your ass and get those cuffs!"
Ten cursed as he struggled under the bigger man's weight. So fucking close!
Minjun was still limping a little bit, but he had the cuffs ready by the time he got to the two of them. He ignored anyone watching and crouched down next to Ten, quickly cuffing one wrist and then leading the chain through Ten's belt, looping it around once and then connecting it to the other wrist. "He can't run fast like that. Off-balance."
Looking at Ten, he sat back, taking a deep breath. "Good thing I never wanted to have children, huh? Fuck. Whatever. Let's not tell the boss he tried to run again."
"You okay?" Sounded nasty from how high Minjun's voice got. Also being smacked that hard in the nuts? Fucking ow. He looked over at Ten, who was smirking happily and clearly amused by the chaos he made. "Stop smile, what are you smiling about?" He slapped Ten lightly on the cheek before hauling him back up onto his feet.
Ten smiled playfully at Minjun, tongue between his teeth. "Who's the eunuch now, Junnie?"
"Y'know? I wish I was a eunuch, then this would have probably hurt less. I'm guessing." He had never really researched that. Minjun got up slowly, looking down himself. Everything definitely still in place or he wouldn't be hurting so badly. "Point made, you've defended your boyfriend's honour. Now it's time for you to go home."
He rolled his eyes and looked over to the store. "Hope you at least told him he's playing with fire."
"He's not my boyfriend. My boyfriend is Cheon... well, he's my owner."
Ten didn't think of Cheon like that because he wasn't like that. It was missing the most important thing, that was the trouble - it wasn't love. He needed that to even feel close to being in a relationship and Cheon didn't love him. Not really. He kept him like a pet. If that was love, it was some fucked up love. "I was defending my own honour, fuckboy. You think I'm a whore or something?" Why else would he hit on a guy in a bathroom like that? "Cause I'm not."
"Nooo, see. You are confusing me being stupid with me being rude. Very important distinction to make. It's the same mistake Gyungho keeps making." Minjun wrapped an arm around Ten, somewhat, mostly just so he could hold on to the handcuffs and lead him to the car. "I didn't think with my dick and I wasn't being rude. I was just feeling it. And I was being dumb. You see? Important difference."
He opened the car's backdoor and held it open for Ten. "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry, that was hilarious." Ten laughed playfully because it was funny and it did make him feel way better. Playfully, he waggled his eyebrows at Minjun. "Sexy offer but kicking you in the nuts? Way more worth it, gotta say."
"Wait, why did he kick you in the nuts?" Gyungho had missed so much in the bathroom. "Oh man, did you get rejected?"
"No, he got kicked in the nuts." Ten clarified as he crawled into the backseat. He never technically rejected him. He just kicked him in the nuts. "Your voice went so high. Do you ever sing?"
"Oh yeah. You should hear my mixtape, I can go way higher than that." Whatever, he might as well own it. Minjun got into the driver's seat and made sure the doors were locked, they didn't need any more chase sequences. "Or you should hear me in the shower. Echoes nicely."
He winked at Ten and then turned on the car, looking at Gyungho. "It's never a rejection when they go for the dick. Not with guys."
"Even when they hit you in the dick? God. Guys scare me, so aggressive." And some women too, to be fair, but he avoided those cause man, they scared him. He was easily scared! He was a delicate soul, he didn't like to get hurt in bed. "If we haul ass, we can get back before four. That means we can get some drinking in before my next game of cards. What have you gotta do today?"
Ten groaned in boredom and peered out of the window. "Let's go to the arcade."
"Mostly have to finish up some accounting, but I always thought alcohol just made me better at maths." A unique viewpoint and likely a false one, but whatever. He could deal, he had a calculator. He smirked at Ten briefly, before focusing on the road again.
"Believe me, I'd love to take you to an arcade and show you my amazing pinball talent, but we all don't want to actually get our balls cut off, right?" Still. He felt bad for Ten. Of course he did. "Although, could be that the boss gets busy with some stuff I gotta tell him about numbers." Might distract him from punishing Ten.
"Ooor we go to the arcade. Oh! Is that a strip club?" Ten peered curiously and frowned, he didn't know a new one had opened up. Neat! "Pull over, let's check it out."
"No. As tempting as that is, we don't have-- woah, they do a lunch buffet." Okay, Gyungho knew where he was having lunch tomorrow. Strip club! "Tempting but no. Let Jun-ah distract your bae with his boring numbers and stop getting under our feet."
"But wouldn't you rather eat a lunch buffet and watch people get naked?" Ten suggested, only idly hoping it'd happen.
"I don't know. Tends to be just girls, right? I can appreciate a good burlesque, women are beautiful, but place like that?" Minjun wasn't exactly excited about that one. He glanced over again and shrugged. "Just ask the boss to take you to a strip club if you're so eager. He has his hands in plenty of them, I'd know."
He knew all about the accounts, for obvious reasons.
"The human traffic nightmare shows? Yeah, I'm good." He didn't like it when his appa did it, he didn't love when Cheon did. Though it was worse with Cheon, he was actively turned on by it. He loved watching people cry, suffer and get afraid - it was like a wet dream for him, backstage at those places. Ten shuddered and pulled a face. "He's a pig, I'd rather go to a nice one full of women and lunch foods."
"Well, too bad. Cheon's are all cheap and dirty. No food."
"True that. I wouldn't go there if you paid me." For so, so many reasons. Minjun didn't deal with that side of business too much, he was more concerned with the paper trail. And the nerd reputation was what got him delicate matters, such as fetching the boss's boyfriend. Or however one could call that. "You do any stripping, Ten? Private show?" Minjun glanced at him over his shoulder. "I give a great lapdance. You'd love it. So many opportunities to bust my balls, I can feel you salivating."
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He decided to just speak for Gyungho in this. Seemed best to keep Ten on their side. As much as possible, anyway. "I'll even leave a tip. You should hurry up though, boss is waiting for you."
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"Woah, woah, woah." Gyungho held his hand up, trying to stop this from happening. "Bullshit. We're not playing the game. You'll climb out of the window."
"... Who says it has a window?" He turned to Yoongi for back up. "Does it have one?" Hopefully.
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"Cool. I've been wanting to go." Minjun took Ten's hand in his and then leaned in, close to his ear. "I don't want to hurt you. But don't think that will stop me."
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As he approached the urinal, he looked at Minjun's hand and then looked up at him. "Let go of my hand unless you wanna hold my dick for me."
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In addition to making excellent noodles. "Still a eunuch, though."
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Ten forced himself to go, not that he needed to or wanted to. He looked up at the window and bit inside his cheek. "Thought you needed to pee. Stop standing behind me, weirdo."
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He let out a huff of laughter, shaking his head. "Unless you asked me."
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Cheon for one. The big one. He wiped his hands dry on his jeans and looked over at Minjun. "I mean, you could try but let's be honest, few boys know how to do it well." Always disappointing. "Bet Yoongi has a firm hand in bed. I like that. Good jacking off material, yeah?"
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Minjun smirked. "Someone who's a little crazy." He walked closer, reaching for Ten's hands again and this time catching both his wrists, slowly lifting them above both their heads as he looked into his eyes. "Someone like me."
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Lunging forward suddenly, he slammed his knee into Minjun's balls and shoved him hard, making a run for it out of the bathroom and hoping to get out of the back. He felt bad, sure, but he had to save his own skin. Weak boys were boys to be exploited.
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Here was hoping that Gyungho felt like running, because Minjun felt more like passing out. Fuck, that hurt.
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"Minjun! Move your ass and get those cuffs!"
Ten cursed as he struggled under the bigger man's weight. So fucking close!
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Looking at Ten, he sat back, taking a deep breath. "Good thing I never wanted to have children, huh? Fuck. Whatever. Let's not tell the boss he tried to run again."
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Ten smiled playfully at Minjun, tongue between his teeth. "Who's the eunuch now, Junnie?"
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He rolled his eyes and looked over to the store. "Hope you at least told him he's playing with fire."
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Ten didn't think of Cheon like that because he wasn't like that. It was missing the most important thing, that was the trouble - it wasn't love. He needed that to even feel close to being in a relationship and Cheon didn't love him. Not really. He kept him like a pet. If that was love, it was some fucked up love. "I was defending my own honour, fuckboy. You think I'm a whore or something?" Why else would he hit on a guy in a bathroom like that? "Cause I'm not."
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He opened the car's backdoor and held it open for Ten. "Sorry."
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"Wait, why did he kick you in the nuts?" Gyungho had missed so much in the bathroom. "Oh man, did you get rejected?"
"No, he got kicked in the nuts." Ten clarified as he crawled into the backseat. He never technically rejected him. He just kicked him in the nuts. "Your voice went so high. Do you ever sing?"
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He winked at Ten and then turned on the car, looking at Gyungho. "It's never a rejection when they go for the dick. Not with guys."
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Ten groaned in boredom and peered out of the window. "Let's go to the arcade."
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"Believe me, I'd love to take you to an arcade and show you my amazing pinball talent, but we all don't want to actually get our balls cut off, right?" Still. He felt bad for Ten. Of course he did. "Although, could be that the boss gets busy with some stuff I gotta tell him about numbers." Might distract him from punishing Ten.
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"No. As tempting as that is, we don't have-- woah, they do a lunch buffet." Okay, Gyungho knew where he was having lunch tomorrow. Strip club! "Tempting but no. Let Jun-ah distract your bae with his boring numbers and stop getting under our feet."
"But wouldn't you rather eat a lunch buffet and watch people get naked?" Ten suggested, only idly hoping it'd happen.
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He knew all about the accounts, for obvious reasons.
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"Well, too bad. Cheon's are all cheap and dirty. No food."
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