"No, not really but play your cards right and we'll see." With a laugh, Gyungho started back up on his hotdog. Sangwoo raised an eyebrow as he finished his second one, giving Minjun a pointed look. Well, that was basically conformation that he wanted to get laid - not bad, really. Not exactly revolutionary ready but definitely booty call ready.
Getting laid wasn't the goal here, Minjun tried to remind Sangwoo of that with a pointed look of his own and desperately tried to convey the same thing to his own hormones and also his heart, honestly, both hung up on the image of Gyungho painting nakedly. He almost missed the question, but then caught up to it and tilted his head to the side. "I was little. We were on a class trip in kindergarten and I... I 'got lost'."
"He was wandering around the factory side of the city. Not very interesting." Sangwoo grunted, amused by how dumb his friend had been. Young, eager and no idea where to go. "I found him and walked him back towards the trip... after we stopped off at the park for a few." They hung out, played sword fighting and swapped stories.
"That's cool. The factories?" Weren't they all in lower level areas? He didn't often see factories. "Sounds like you were lost somewhere dangerous."
"Hmm. I laugh in the face of danger." Minjun smirked now, shrugging his shoulders. "Honestly, I didn't think about it much, I just liked making a new friend. Then I continued to be a bad influence on him."
Honestly, in many ways, probably true. Any outsider might have felt as if Minjun was the one led astray by someone like Sangwoo, but Minjun knew better. He had led himself astray, Sangwoo just tagged along to keep him safe. It worked out for them.
"Huh. Well. I ain't judging. I can see it, you're a hell of a punk." Gyungho could see what a bad influence he was cause he was one of him too. "You're a wild one, dream boy."
Sangwoo smirked a little as he finished his last hotdog. "See, some people get it - you led me astray, you no good punk." Weirdly enough. Not that anyone else really ever brought that but, well, it was good to see that Minjun's soulmate saw right through him.
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"So how do you and your friend know each other?"
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Well. "I ran off, I wanted to see more."
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"He was wandering around the factory side of the city. Not very interesting." Sangwoo grunted, amused by how dumb his friend had been. Young, eager and no idea where to go. "I found him and walked him back towards the trip... after we stopped off at the park for a few." They hung out, played sword fighting and swapped stories.
"That's cool. The factories?" Weren't they all in lower level areas? He didn't often see factories. "Sounds like you were lost somewhere dangerous."
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Honestly, in many ways, probably true. Any outsider might have felt as if Minjun was the one led astray by someone like Sangwoo, but Minjun knew better. He had led himself astray, Sangwoo just tagged along to keep him safe. It worked out for them.
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Sangwoo smirked a little as he finished his last hotdog. "See, some people get it - you led me astray, you no good punk." Weirdly enough. Not that anyone else really ever brought that but, well, it was good to see that Minjun's soulmate saw right through him.