Team came up to the front of the hotel, huffing and puffing, looking very pouty but also, very excited. He stopped in front of his boyfriend and reached out, taking his hand and looking at him with wide eyes, hopeful but nervous. "If this is a joke or a prank, I'll murder you."
"Yeah? Gonna strangle me?" Win laughed, pulling Team close and kissing his cheeks and then his lips, holding him close while he calmed his breathing a little. "I just didn't want you freaking out about it before they were even here. They'll be at the pool tomorrow too, they are gonna film there. Tonight they'll just come down to dinner. Well. One of them ordered room service."
"Can I live here as long as they live here? I won't be in the way and I'll only order food sometimes." Team begged, ready to sacrifice food for his fanboying. Kinda. He still needed some. He was a growing little piggy and he had to eat a lot. "Can I come to dinner with them? Wait, no, that's weird. Can I watch from from a distance? I could hide behind a plant pot?"
"You really do like them, huh? They're nice guys, all very polite." Win was amused, that kind of reaction was about what he had expected, but that didn't make it any less entertaining. "I'll have to stick around here anyway, so you can share the suite with me. I have a lot to organise and all, and we are really hoping no one finds out they are here."
One more point toward Manaow not finding out. "And if you think you can keep from just staring, we can have dinner at the same time as them."
"I can try. I can really try. If I stare, just kick me and I'll stop. Oh my God. I want to call Pharm! I have to call him. I need to, he loved BTS. Oh man." He was so excited, he was basically bouncing along after Win. Literally the most animated and active he'd been in since... well, ever. He smiled softly and hurried along after his boyfriend.
"Have you seen V yet? He's my favourite. He's so handsome. He's unrealistically handsome." He loved him so much, it hurt.
"Yeah, we talked a little, he asked about the flower." As they entered the lobby, Win indicated the plant pot that had drawn the attention of that V guy. Kim Taehyung, he remembered. "He called me Win-hyung. I guess that's like 'Phi'."
He was learning, Ten had been a big help here. "Something weird happened with Ten and another one of them. Min Yoongi. Stage name Suga." There, he was getting it down.
"With Suga? Huh. Phi-Ten is just ... I dunno, I like him but he's kind of unpredictable. What did he do? Did he spill something on him or accidentally insult him? Remember when he did that last time? It was so embarrassing, I could have died! They were actors!"
Really, very traumatic. They were so handsome and everything. And Ten totally did it on purpose. He really hated some BL actors for some reason.
"In Ten's defence, they were homophobes." Not that he approved of spilling anything on anyone or insulting any guest, but he could see the motive. "Anyway, no, nothing like that. He hid behind the counter and then him and that guy stared at each other for a minute before he asked Ten to show him to his room. Ten hasn't gotten back yet. It was weird. He wanted to quit? I dunno."
"That is weird. Maybe he'll tell us later. I hope he does quit though, he's good at this job. Especially when someone is being a dick." He loved Win and Win could handle everything without Ten, he was sure of it but when a customer wanted to complain or exploit Win's good nature, Ten always argued against them or scared them off. It made Win face a lot less pressure.
"I wonder if he knows Yoongi... that's weird, huh?"
"I guess it's possible... They are around the same age and Ten lived in Korea for a long time." Still bizarre though. This idol, who had international fame and all that money and all those fans and Ten, who was only now slowly getting his life together? Win had to wonder. "I'll ask him when he shows up. I just hope it won't interfere with things here. They've booked the whole place for three weeks."
"Three weeks? Oh. Oh God. Three weeks? I can't believe it. Oh no, I hope they don't think I'm dumb while they're here. What if they hate me? What if I suck? I don't know any more." Team came to a half, anxious and worked up, pacing back and forth as he tried to work out whether or not he wanted to meet his idols and true loves or even be in a room with them.
"What if they look at me and think I'm fat and dumb?!" Yes, maybe no one really did that but Team was terrified it'd happen one day to him.
"Then they are blind and stupid," Win told him, smiling a little as he pulled him close, one arm around his waist. "If anything, you look a lot like one of them. I'm starting to see why you like them."
He definitely couldn't complain about their looks, especially that one guy. Not that he was quite as cute as his Team. He kissed him and then checked his phone, frowning. "I guess Ten is headed down now. Maybe he can fill us in on what's going on."
"We can wait. I'll quietly freak out." Team admitted as he cuddled up to his hyung and closed his eyes, nuzzling close against his shoulder as he tried to get his head together.
Ten didn't take too long to come down, looking like his mind was elsewhere... though he did try to pull himself together when he saw his boss. "Hey. What are you two doing? Oh! Did you finally tell him BTS are here?" Team nodded mutely and Ten smiled. "Cute. Cute piggy."
"I think he's in shock still. Let's go have some ice cream, huh?" He kept an arm around Team as he headed for the dining room, checking his messages to make sure everything else was going smoothly. Win replied to someone quickly, then, as they were out of earshot of other stuff, he looked at Ten from the side. "Now. Are you gonna fill me in or stay mysterious? Because I might need a heads up if you plan on crawling on floors again."
"Suga is still in his room so it won't be happening. He's just -- I knew him in Korean. It was bad. It ended so bad. Yet he's still so hot so-- I dunno. I may have dinner with him at eight."
Ten shrugged, not sure what else to say. He would have added more but Team's eyes bulged and he lost all volume control as they entered the dining room. "You're having dinner with Suga?!"
"SHH!" Ten elbowed Team and then looked ahead, knowing BTS were in here somewhere. "Don't spread it around, piggy."
Win moved his hand to casually cover his boyfriend's mouth, walking over to his usual table and trying to understand what he'd just been told. "I know he ordered room service."
That was the one part here that he didn't think was surprising, so he could start there. "So... You just knew him? You were friends? Or more?" It seemed kind of relevant. "Listen, Ten, this isn't going to make you spiral, is it? He'll be nice to you?"
"I don't know. I mean, like, he will be nice but you know me. I spiral easily. I don't even know if I could say it was on him or not. I'm just like... I don't know. I'm anxious. I don't usually have to deal with this sort of thing. Not since I left Korea. I really thought that'd be the end of it." Ten admitted as he sat down at the table and sighed, giving Win a weak smile. "I broke his heart. I was the worst to him... and he still cares about me. How weird is that?"
He supposed it was kind of what he expected from Min Yoongi but even so.
"So you really did... date?" Team wanted to tell Pharm right here, right now. This was some insane gossip.
"No, Team. We didn't. We just-- it's complicated."
"And if I see anything about this on a gossip site, you are in trouble, mister." Well, Win just wanted to make sure. He was trying to be professional here, although this was obviously complicating things. "Order whatever you want, Team. Extra toppings included."
There, that should hopefully help him over his shock a little. "Anyway. I mean, if he was really your friend, of course he still cares about you. I do too. That makes sense."
However, he wasn't an idol and he wasn't single and Ten and him had never had sexual tension. So he could see where the spiralling could come in.
"Remember when I told you that there was a guy I liked but I ODed in front of him and then fucked him up long term because of it? That's the guy. I don't think I can ever really have what I had. I already fucked it up." He sighed and ordered himself a drink because he needed a little alcohol. "He wants to talk to me but I'm scared. What if I wreck him again?"
"Suga is very self destructive, his songs are all about that. Oh man, wait-- you ODed in front of him? Huh. Are you the drug taking friend?"
"Am I the what?" Ten frowned and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Well... I mean, listen to his word." That was all Team was gonna say.
"His songs are all about being self-destructive? ...I thought they were all about girls and loving yourself." Not that he was the most avid listener, evidently, but still. Not quite what he would have thought. "He's written about Ten then, are you saying that?"
Curiously, Win got his phone out, opening youtube. "What songs, Team? Maybe we can figure out more about how he feels, Ten. If he writes about you, he must have missed you. Maybe it's good if you make up."
"Oh man, where to start? There's his bit in Spring Day, which is a total jam by the way. Then he did a lot about his social anxiety in his first album and in his second one, he wrote this song. Erm, hang on." Team leaned forward to take the phone from Win and put the song on, making sure the lyrics were in Thai.
Ten shuffled around and peered at the screen curiously, even if he could understand the Korean, he just had to read it and believe that he was hearing what he was hearing.
"Huh. He's pretty good." Wait. He supposed judging the skills of an internationally successful rapper wasn't really point of this exercise, so Win tried to instead imagine what this had to be like for Ten and so he reached out, putting a hand on his shoulder. Damn. "Hey."
He looked at him, frowning. "I guess that's about you?" It did line up with all he knew. "...yeah, he is not over you."
"Yeah, kind of hearing that. Oh boy, I need -- I gotta walk." Ten had to get up and move or he'd lose his mind. He took his drink off Team and knocked it back as he did a circle around the dining room... only to turn around as soon as he accidentally wandered into BTS shooting or something. Turning back around, he cursed under his breath.
Fuck, people were everywhere.
Team looked back and frowned a little before turning to Win. "There's a lot of songs about him. Like this." He opened Spring Day for Win next.
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be there soon :(
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love me!
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And no, he wasn't kidding.
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Less weird. Maybe.
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One more point toward Manaow not finding out. "And if you think you can keep from just staring, we can have dinner at the same time as them."
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"Have you seen V yet? He's my favourite. He's so handsome. He's unrealistically handsome." He loved him so much, it hurt.
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He was learning, Ten had been a big help here. "Something weird happened with Ten and another one of them. Min Yoongi. Stage name Suga." There, he was getting it down.
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Really, very traumatic. They were so handsome and everything. And Ten totally did it on purpose. He really hated some BL actors for some reason.
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"I wonder if he knows Yoongi... that's weird, huh?"
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"What if they look at me and think I'm fat and dumb?!" Yes, maybe no one really did that but Team was terrified it'd happen one day to him.
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He definitely couldn't complain about their looks, especially that one guy. Not that he was quite as cute as his Team. He kissed him and then checked his phone, frowning. "I guess Ten is headed down now. Maybe he can fill us in on what's going on."
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Ten didn't take too long to come down, looking like his mind was elsewhere... though he did try to pull himself together when he saw his boss. "Hey. What are you two doing? Oh! Did you finally tell him BTS are here?" Team nodded mutely and Ten smiled. "Cute. Cute piggy."
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Ten shrugged, not sure what else to say. He would have added more but Team's eyes bulged and he lost all volume control as they entered the dining room. "You're having dinner with Suga?!"
"SHH!" Ten elbowed Team and then looked ahead, knowing BTS were in here somewhere. "Don't spread it around, piggy."
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That was the one part here that he didn't think was surprising, so he could start there. "So... You just knew him? You were friends? Or more?" It seemed kind of relevant. "Listen, Ten, this isn't going to make you spiral, is it? He'll be nice to you?"
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He supposed it was kind of what he expected from Min Yoongi but even so.
"So you really did... date?" Team wanted to tell Pharm right here, right now. This was some insane gossip.
"No, Team. We didn't. We just-- it's complicated."
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There, that should hopefully help him over his shock a little. "Anyway. I mean, if he was really your friend, of course he still cares about you. I do too. That makes sense."
However, he wasn't an idol and he wasn't single and Ten and him had never had sexual tension. So he could see where the spiralling could come in.
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"Suga is very self destructive, his songs are all about that. Oh man, wait-- you ODed in front of him? Huh. Are you the drug taking friend?"
"Am I the what?" Ten frowned and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Well... I mean, listen to his word." That was all Team was gonna say.
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Curiously, Win got his phone out, opening youtube. "What songs, Team? Maybe we can figure out more about how he feels, Ten. If he writes about you, he must have missed you. Maybe it's good if you make up."
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Ten shuffled around and peered at the screen curiously, even if he could understand the Korean, he just had to read it and believe that he was hearing what he was hearing.
"... Oh God."
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He looked at him, frowning. "I guess that's about you?" It did line up with all he knew. "...yeah, he is not over you."
For better or worse.
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Fuck, people were everywhere.
Team looked back and frowned a little before turning to Win. "There's a lot of songs about him. Like this." He opened Spring Day for Win next.
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