Of course he didn't want to be here, why would he want to? It took forever to go this far, he had a full schedule, his shoulder was hurting like a bitch today and it wasn't as if Ten even wanted to see him. He certainly hadn't wanted to last time.
Yoongi wondered whether he was here more out of stubbornness, so that Ten wouldn't have the last word, or still out of friendship. Stubborn friendship. Something like that.
He bowed to the guard who let him in and walked through the door, hands in his pockets. It was chilly outside, but pretty warm here. Ten wouldn't have to be here that much longer. Maybe by the time he got out, it'd be snowing.
Sitting down in the chair, he bowed his head a little, greeting Ten. "Hey."
"Hey." He gave Yoongi a small frown and then leaned back in his chair, sighing a little. "You know, every week they tell me I have a visitor and every week, I just expect it to be anyone else. Are you crazy? Fucking idiot." Rolling his eyes, Ten tilted his head up to the ceiling and looked at that instead of looking at Yoongi.
He hated it here. His cellmate was a dickhead, the guards were racist and the drugs were expensive. Too expensive. He was giving blowjobs to try and make bank and it was fucking pathetic. These losers had no cash.
Ten just had to hope that it would all get easier. "Go away."
"Nice to see you too." Yoongi said it drily, because what else was he really going to say to Ten? That he missed him? He did, but it wasn't as if Ten cared. Ten had other issues, bigger issues, even if he admittedly brought a lot of them on himself. "Maybe I'll have dyed my hair by next week, then I'll at least look different."
He wasn't really planning on dyeing his hair, but hey. Might give them something to talk about for a minute. "I brought candy."
He set down the bag of candied nuts he had gotten for Ten, pushing it over. Protein, sugar, it seemed like a smart idea. Or maybe it was an awful idea somehow, he was sure Ten would let him know.
"Cool." Free food wasn't something to complain about. He took the nuts and inspected them before showing them to the guard who was giving him a look. "Just nuts. You know how much I love nuts." He winked at the guard and waited for him to get uncomfortable and look away before he returned focus onto Yoongi. "Why did you bring me anything?"
It seemed so pointless and stupid to travel all that way for this? Why did he do that? He had better things to do, he knew better people and he could have a way better life.
So why lag back in the past with a loser like him? "Does it make you feel good to bring me candy? Is that what this is? Good for the ego or whatever."
"Yeah, really good. Nothing better than feeding you nuts." Yoongi snorted, not because he thought this was funny, but because he thought about how it used to be. When talking with Ten was just easier than talking to anyone else. His only friend. His best friend. The one he could confide in, joke around with, be silent together... It was a joke, really. Why did he come every week?
"You're my friend, so I'm visiting you. It's polite to bring stuff when you visit. Nuts are good. Read into it if you wanna. Maybe you are right. I'm doing this because it makes me feel great."
The whole thing was pretty exciting, admittedly. The whole resort rented out for this one group and their staff, a lot of free publicity that would come from this once it would air and a brush with that kind of incredible fame? Win felt it was an interesting challenge.
He walked with Ten from one room to the other, doing a last check to make sure everything was ready and arranged properly, to their best very high standard.
"Can you check how many towels are in the bathroom?" He approached the glass door of the balcony, making sure there wasn't even a smudge. Usually he wasn't quite this particular, but hey, it might all end up on film.
"One bath sheet, two bath towels and two hand towels. One shower mat too." Ten added as he leaned in the bathroom doorway and double checked all was well before pulling out his phone and idly checking his weibo and twitter. He wasn't sure what the big deal was but he assumed some diplomat with too much money or whatever.
It didn't seem like that big of a deal.
"How long do you expect me to work tonight? Just wondering if I should bother making plans tonight or not." He hadn't listened during the debrief, he was too busy playing Disney Emoji Blast.
"It's hard to predict today, I don't know the routine yet. I'll be better informed once I get the chance to discuss everything with the managers, directors, all that." Win shrugged his shoulders, not even surprised that Ten had no idea what was going on. It had kind of become a running joke. But he liked having Ten around and it helped him destress, even in the middle of work, so he wasn't really complaining.
"Keep things free tonight, I'm sure you'll find something fun to do if you end up finishing early." Win checked his phone, glancing out the window again. "They should be here soon. Wanna come down to the lobby with me?"
"Sure, I'll come. If I have no plans, I may as well." Ten put his hands into his pockets and led Win lead the way, only pausing to lock the hotel door behind him. He took this job seriously, even if he didn't always pay attention or keep focused. This was his first proper job, embarrassingly so. All of his colleagues acted like he was a weirdo for never having worked before but his life had been crazy, chaotic and strangely one of an artist, in it's own way.
It was easy to dodgy work and never make a name for yourself when you were suicidal and had low expectations for your life.
"He's meeting with friends. And that's why I haven't told him who's coming yet. I'll tell him tonight, but I can't risk him dragging his friends here." That could get out of hand entirely too easily. He hoped Team would understand that secrecy and forgive him, but mostly he was just glad that Manaow wouldn't have the chance of sharing her fanfic with the actual BTS.
"She's a shipper, his one friend. I love her, she's great, but-- Can be a bit much. Also, she's an actress, so... Best to keep her from cameras."
Ten showered, got dressed into something nice and something that wasn't his uniform and then made sure to do his hair all fancy and neat before adding in a fuck tone of earrings. It was all about confidence. He just had to have some when seeing Yoongi for the first time in forever. He anxiously watched the clock on his phone, not wanting to be early or late.
So he knocked on the door at a respectable 8.01. A lot of patience to get to that .01 too.
Standing outside, he tried his best not to lose his nerve. It was just Yoongi. It should be easy enough.
Maybe the fact that Yoongi opened the door with his hair doing something weird, sleep lines on his face and a yawn would help. He was wearing a bathrobe and he held the door open for Ten, already looking apologetic. "Sorry. I fell asleep after showering."
And now Ten was dressed nicely and looked amazing and he looked like shit. He groaned, rubbing his face. "Sorry. Sorry, I look awful." Why was this happening to him?
"You look cute, don't worry. You always look cute. I've told you that like a billion times." Rolling his eyes, Ten let himself in and then reached up, slightly amused, and ruffled Yoongi's sleep tussled hair. "You know, people spend hours in the mirror trying to get this look. You just wake up with it."
Tasking lightly, Ten came in and looked around - nothing had been moved up the bed sheets and the bathroom door so he probably really did just shower and sleep. Seemed about right. "Your bandmates are having a very loud dinner downstairs.."
"I know. They've been texting. And they are always very loud." Which was just fine, Yoongi didn't mind, as long as they left him alone sometimes. Especially right now. He tightened the bathrobe a little around himself and then walked into the room, gesturing to one of the chairs by the table. "Sit down. I ordered dinner for about now, so I'm guessing it's gonna be here in a minute."
And he really wished he was at least wearing boxers. Damn it, he should have set an alarm. "I like to post selfies from there." He gestured to the bed. "Like. Wear a bathrobe, be in bed, post a selfie. All the teenage girls freak out."
"I can imagine And it's not just teenage girls. I know a guy downstairs who does it too. He's sweet, he's my friend's boyfriend and he's a big fan." Ten smiled a little as he walked across the room and looked out of his window, enjoying the view. "Do you want to put pants on? I can't imagine you feel comfortable right now so go ahead and do it. I won't mind."
He could stay out of his way. "I can also get the door for food." After all, he knew the people involved and he was kind of excited for them to expect Min Yoongi and get him instead. Heh. Funny.
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Yoongi wondered whether he was here more out of stubbornness, so that Ten wouldn't have the last word, or still out of friendship. Stubborn friendship. Something like that.
He bowed to the guard who let him in and walked through the door, hands in his pockets. It was chilly outside, but pretty warm here. Ten wouldn't have to be here that much longer. Maybe by the time he got out, it'd be snowing.
Sitting down in the chair, he bowed his head a little, greeting Ten. "Hey."
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He hated it here. His cellmate was a dickhead, the guards were racist and the drugs were expensive. Too expensive. He was giving blowjobs to try and make bank and it was fucking pathetic. These losers had no cash.
Ten just had to hope that it would all get easier. "Go away."
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He wasn't really planning on dyeing his hair, but hey. Might give them something to talk about for a minute. "I brought candy."
He set down the bag of candied nuts he had gotten for Ten, pushing it over. Protein, sugar, it seemed like a smart idea. Or maybe it was an awful idea somehow, he was sure Ten would let him know.
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It seemed so pointless and stupid to travel all that way for this? Why did he do that? He had better things to do, he knew better people and he could have a way better life.
So why lag back in the past with a loser like him? "Does it make you feel good to bring me candy? Is that what this is? Good for the ego or whatever."
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"You're my friend, so I'm visiting you. It's polite to bring stuff when you visit. Nuts are good. Read into it if you wanna. Maybe you are right. I'm doing this because it makes me feel great."
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He walked with Ten from one room to the other, doing a last check to make sure everything was ready and arranged properly, to their best very high standard.
"Can you check how many towels are in the bathroom?" He approached the glass door of the balcony, making sure there wasn't even a smudge. Usually he wasn't quite this particular, but hey, it might all end up on film.
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It didn't seem like that big of a deal.
"How long do you expect me to work tonight? Just wondering if I should bother making plans tonight or not." He hadn't listened during the debrief, he was too busy playing Disney Emoji Blast.
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"Keep things free tonight, I'm sure you'll find something fun to do if you end up finishing early." Win checked his phone, glancing out the window again. "They should be here soon. Wanna come down to the lobby with me?"
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It was easy to dodgy work and never make a name for yourself when you were suicidal and had low expectations for your life.
"How come your bae isn't loitering around today?"
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"She's a shipper, his one friend. I love her, she's great, but-- Can be a bit much. Also, she's an actress, so... Best to keep her from cameras."
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to Team
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I missed you all day :(
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although I was busy busy
something cool is happening
you sitting down?
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I went out to get chips.
I'm excited to come back to my room and eat them in bed but
what's the news?
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well
you know BTS?
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So he knocked on the door at a respectable 8.01. A lot of patience to get to that .01 too.
Standing outside, he tried his best not to lose his nerve. It was just Yoongi. It should be easy enough.
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And now Ten was dressed nicely and looked amazing and he looked like shit. He groaned, rubbing his face. "Sorry. Sorry, I look awful." Why was this happening to him?
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Tasking lightly, Ten came in and looked around - nothing had been moved up the bed sheets and the bathroom door so he probably really did just shower and sleep. Seemed about right. "Your bandmates are having a very loud dinner downstairs.."
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And he really wished he was at least wearing boxers. Damn it, he should have set an alarm. "I like to post selfies from there." He gestured to the bed. "Like. Wear a bathrobe, be in bed, post a selfie. All the teenage girls freak out."
It was so bizarre.
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He could stay out of his way. "I can also get the door for food." After all, he knew the people involved and he was kind of excited for them to expect Min Yoongi and get him instead. Heh. Funny.
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Just fyi
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just
lemme read it with my own two eyes
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We were catching up and it just happened and now I am in bed next to him.
I'd take a selfie but I don't like the risk.
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I mean, I believe you, but still
so... how was it?
like
was it just fucking? all you did?
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It was really nice.
I always did wanna ride that massive dick and finally, it happened <3
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