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EXPECTATIONS
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All of the Sex Jokes || Jaehyo & Zico
Zico eyed him for a moment, remaining aware of how the manâs eyes darkened when heâd responded. This guy seemed to like games. Zico could play games.
âItâs a decent name. Not my real one, but decent.â He chuckled, tilting his head and raising a brow at the other man. He could already read the intention on his face, knew very well what this man had in mind.
It certainly piqued his interest further.
âI assume itâs quite an interesting act.â He shifted a bit, stretching his arms above his head. He was sore, certainly. Practicing contortionist skills had a toll on his body. But there was a buzz at the base of his spine, running heat through his stomach and making him forget the pain in his muscles. He liked this sort of attention. Always had.
He enjoyed having someone watch him, want him. He liked having eyes on him. He liked the attention the circus brought to him, seeing the wonder in their eyes as he mimicked and forced his body into copying actions most found near impossible. This man made him feel the same, but it was a sort of arousal that Zico hadnât felt in a long- long time. Not since he was an awkward teenager who fooled around with all of his friends trying to figure out what his âdealâ was. Perhaps that would be where his âflexibilityâ in multiple areas came from.
âI donât have another act until tomorrow evening.â He shrugged his shoulders, tilting his head to flick his bangs out of his kohl-lined eyes. âWhy, did you have a means of entertaining me for the rest of the night?â He smirked.
Now that struck obvious interest on his part. âNot your real name?â He quirked an eyebrow, tempted to ask, but he got the feeling staying mysterious obviously was a goal, if he hadnât just introduced himself using both of his names in the first place. âHow interesting. âZicoâ rolls off the tongue rather nicely, thoughâŚso I hope you pardon my continued use of it.â Okay so perhaps there was a bit more appeal here then heâd like to admit, sue a guy.
âYouâve never filmed yourself?â Jaehyo grinned wickedly at that, knowing exactly how it sounded, continuing with that train of thought simply because of that fact, âIf I could do what you could, Iâd film anything new that Iâd discover I could doâŚbut maybe Iâm just narcissistic like that. Or perhaps youâre not using your power to its fullest?â Okay now he was being so blatant, it was nearly impossible to keep himself from laughing at this stuff.
The sight of Zico soaking up the attention boosted his own ego as well, the brunet already planning places to take this rather interesting man the moment they both had free time for each other. Several ideas had already come to mind depending on the weather, and several outfits, so if the man had to work for the rest of the night-
But apparently, he didnât. Excellent. And the appearance of those lined eyes only had Jaehyoâs chest tightening with obvious anticipation, though thank god it wasnât visible physically. âI do believe so,â he agreed, lips curling up into a rather sinister, but bright smile. They both were really having too much fun with this. âbut it depends on youâŚare you more in the mood for food, or to go out and do something?â Of course he had several back up plans, please.
Coffee Brown Convention | Jaehyo, Daesung & Yunho
Daesung snickered at Yunhoâs statement. âYeah, I definitely should do that.â He agreed with his friend. Jaejoong probably deserved a prank like this even more than Jaehyo did. So next time it would be Jaejoongâs turn to âsufferâ but first Daesung had to come up with a totally new plan to surprise his other tentmate. Starting to think about one in the back of his mind he snorted at Jaehyoâs reply. Making kissing-sounds at the guy he then burst out in a laughing fit once more. âThereâs no fucking way in this entire world that Iâm going to let you top me! And to add to that, Iâm not going to top you for no gold in this world either!â Shaking his head at Jaehyo he eyed the guy with a frown before he then turned his attention away from him. Now that he had pulled his prank and Jaehyo had scolded him and tried to get back at him he started to loose his interest in the guy again. Something like that always happened to Daesung and so he soon found himself walking back to his cot and bag as he got his red bouncing ball out of the pocket of his jacket.
Not paying much attention anymore to the other two inside of the tent, Daesung did pick up the comment regarding their other tentmate. Snorting at Jaehyoâs proposition Daesung started to throw the red ball up in the air and catch it again while he had his back turned to them. âMhm, canât really think of something now. Maybe you or Yunho have some kind of idea?â He asked the others. Even though Daesung already had a plan to prank Jaejoong, it was always interesting to hear with what kind of ideas the others would come up with. Who knows, maybe one of them would come up with something good. He already expected something like that from Yunho but Jaehyo still had to prove himself to him though. Sure, the guy could get every single lady in his bed that he wanted, but when it came down to real plans to steal something or prank someone Daesung didnât know what Jaehyo was capable of. âSome new, exciting and interesting idea, please. Iâm starting to get bored.â He added even before the other two could reply to him. Keeping his back turned to them and only planning to turn around once one of them told him something interesting.Â
Yunho leaned back a little against the tent canvas, but not too much of course because it wasnât like the tent could really hold him. Watching the other two exchange their comments, he then focused on Daesung when the other stated his name, questioning if perhaps he had any idea for a good prank for Jaejoong. Something new and exciting came after it, because Daesung was getting bored. Which was truly nothing new to Yunho whoâd known the guy for four years now and was more than used to any and all of his antics. âWe could put sticky paper that people use to catch mice next to his cot so when he gets up his feet are stuck to it. Itâs really hard to remove. Or we could tie his blanket to his cot while heâs asleep so he canât get out of bed and has to try to roll out of the tent with cot and all in order to be able to get someone to help him out?â Yunho instantly offered, the ideas popping into his head after just a moment of thinking. Grinning loosely at the thought of Jaejoong trying to waddle his way through the camp tied to his cot, he shrugged his shoulders lightly before looking over at Daesung. âOr we could call a sex line and tell him someone desperately wants to talk to him..â Snorting lightly at the idea, he then turned lightly so he could flop back down on his cot.
âYou got anything Jaediot number one?â he asked then, putting his hands behind his head and glancing over at Jaehyo to see if he had any inspiration for pranks, since the other was indeed supposed to come up with some good things himself. Yunho knew of Daesungâs will to test Jaehyo somehow, make sure the other was proper friend material before they would fully include him in the âgroupâ, although there was no saying it would ever happen. And it wasnât like this all happened on a conscious level in Yunhoâs case, mostly this all just came naturally to him, but perhaps his friend was different in that case. It didnât matter much, what did matter was that they had to find a good prank for Jaejoong, since the other had been bothering the living daylight out of him and he didnât really want much to do with the other guy unless it was to do something to him that he probably wouldnât like.
Jaehyo scoffed under his breath, a little annoyed that the blond would play it straight like that. So he slept around with guys too, didnât mean he couldnât control himself or anything. And he preferred girly guys anyway, so Yunho and Daesung were kind of the furthest people from his mind when he was in the mood for a good lay. That just produced a slightly disgusted shiver on his part, and he crossed his arms, hoping neither of them had caught that. They would likely assume it came from the water, and you never wanted to give these guys too big of an advantage. Somehow he found this fact both annoying and somewhat amusing.
When they threw him onto the chopping block âor, more like, he threw himself there- he didnât panic because please; Jaehyo could handle his shit. Wracking his thoughts for something fun and amusing they could do to him with ultimately no issues on their part, like damaging the tent or something, he turned his attention to Yunho as well, to listen to his idea and see if it would spark anything in him. Complex likely wasnât the best way to go, so he started by bridging off of one of the other brunetâs ideas.
âI like the sticky paper, but why not do something like use it to tape all of his clothes to the top of a tree or something instead?â He hummed in thought, âLike a bunch of little flags. And if he sleeps in his underwear, heâd have to climb the trees to unstick themâŚâ That sounded pretty amusing to him, but he might have to try for something a bit more unique to just him, so Jae used his current idea as a placeholder as he thought a bit more.
âOrrrâŚâ He frowned a bit at nothing as he tried to think of something the other two could appreciate. Somehow, he could feel the pressure, but he didnât let it get to him, because in a way, that would be failing it in another way. This didnât really matter too much to him, and that somehow aided his progress. At least, in his mind. âMaybe we could cover his cot under his blanket with honey?â Jae honestly couldnât say why all of his ideas related to them making the other sticky, so he quickly listed off another that he didnât think was as good, but at least didnât relate to stickiness, âOr we could give him a buzzcut or something. Does anyone actually know how well this guy sleeps?â The last question seemed more rhetorical, but for a lot of the plans, it likely was a pretty good one. Now all he could do was wait and see how well he did.
Careful Steps || Jaehyo & Hyoyeon
Hyoyeon continued gathering Daesungâs laundry once Jaehyo confirmed to be the person she thought he was, putting all the clothes in her bag. The process was rather slow as she took them one by one, but she didnât mind, as she wasnât in any hurry to go to the city and have these clothes washed. After all, she first needed someone to accompany her to the city. Perhaps Bom would be up for that again, but she would still have to ask the woman. If it took her a day or longer though, that was just too bad for the guy. Speaking of guys, after taking Daesungâs laundry, she went over to Yunhoâs cot and started to gather his stuff as well without even a blink of her eyes or a sigh, much like she was actually happy to be doing this. Which she was, in a way. Well, more like she truly didnât mind doing it, because she had the free time anyway and she was in need of some divergence. Which going to the city truly brought her. Her thoughts and actions were cut short when Jaehyo spoke again and she turned slightly towards him rather than pick up more of Yunhoâs clothes to take in his question. It brought an amused smile to her face and she shrugged lightly.
âHeâs not that bad. If it starts to stink too bad heâll put it in a bag and bring it over to me, most probably,â she replied, a slight chuckle sounding through in her voice. Any other person doing the same would have made her angry, but sheâd been living with Daesung for four years now and had grown fond even in a way of his antics and his lack of respect for other people. Mostly because heâd started showing her more and more respect as time passed and they had adapted properly to living together in their cottage on Home Island. Now even when travelling she looked out for him and he came to find her to tell her all about his adventures when they were worth bragging about. They had reached this kind of understanding slash relationship where the both of them were content with how things went and Hyoyeon even cared for the male, despite his sometimes horrible personality. Thatâs why the second part of her answer coming only moments later was: âAnd I donât mind doing it. Itâs not like one machine more or less is going to make a world of a difference to me. I can put them on at the same time anyway.â
Her smile dimmed down only slightly as she looked at Jaehyo a moment longer before turning back to Yunhoâs cot, leaning down and picking up his clothes as well, putting them in the second bag she brought. It had been for Daesungâs clothes too, but he didnât seem to have gotten that many clothes dirty so she could use it now for Yunhoâs and get that guyâs wardrobe back in order as well. The two of them were really two birds of a feather. Once she had gathered all those clothes, Hyoyeon straightened up again, turning to look at Jaehyo once more and thereby spotting his cot as well, sparking the idea in her mind that maybe the guy had laundry too and she was only doing that of the two others. Well, too bad for him right now, she only brought two bags and she wasnât going to be dragging more stuff along with her. If he wanted his clothes washed, he could gather them himself and perhaps even offer to go along with her to the city. She wasnât going to be asking him to, she hardly knew the guy and from what she had learned he was not very amiable company. Although she hadnât been bugged by him yet so far, so her opinion of him was still neutral.
âWell,â she therefore stated. âThatâs all for me here. Have a pleasant rest of your day then, Jaehyo-ssi.â Nodding her head once in greeting, she took proper hold of her two laundry bags and waited for a reply from him before she would start carrying them out of the tent and back to her own.
Confusion marred his thoughts as he watched Hyoyeon go about her business. Strangely enough with one so sexist, it didnât make sense that she would do this so willingly. Deep down in his psyche, he understood that even if people expected women to do guysâ laundry, that didnât mean that they willing would do it. It wasnât a question of if they should do it âin his mind, that would always be a yes- but he understood enough that girls werenât just mindless cleaning robots/baby makers. He could get that much out of it, though it wasnât clear if that was progress or just not total incompetence. And it wasnât like anyone could argue in favor of either side when he didnât speak up about his thought processes in the first place. It wasnât like he trusted anyone with that anyway, or even thought that he could. Bottom line, he just didnât think much, and that likely contributed quite a bit to his current confusion.
Crossing his arms, he watched her carefully, his probing look more on her motives than on the curve of her butt, a strange development, but not one he noticed in the first place even so. Her logical answer to his mocking question had him shaking his head more than anything; Jaehyo not feeling compelled to answer that since really, what would be the point? Hyoyeon seemed like she would be exhausting to have a conversation with, if only because he would watch his words with her, and yet she probably wouldnât give him much. Not out of lack of intelligence, he was sure, but just simply because if something didnât quite interest him, then he would let it go with very little effort. If she garnered so much attention from Daesung though, he couldnât help but wonder if she had more interesting qualities to her that he just wasnât seeing. This wasâŚcertainly worth exploring. It would haunt him for the remainder of the day if he didnât, and likely from then on when she would be brought up or in his sight. He certainly couldnât see it reaching past a certain annoyance that would continuously arise âbecause please; he didnât obsess. So he would take a closer look that day, if he could manage it. Better now when he wouldnât actually be seen to be seeking her out.
âItâs strange,â he voiced aloud, tone conveying that he actually was trying to puzzle out her motives, âYouâre just soâŚokay with having more work. Iâve honestly never known a girl like that.â Perhaps he should have said woman âsome females got testy with that wording. How old even was she? Twenty five? Twenty six? Something about her mannerisms had her appearing older to him than she likely was. Jaehyo didnât like this influenced respect in the slightest; it didnât fit his character. Some things could be drilled in however, and his tent mates just might have managed a miracle in their own rights. And speaking of his tent mates⌠An aggravated little huff escaped his lips as he watched her gather Yunhoâs stuff next. Okay, fine. Those two men were best friends, that still made senseâŚbut if she walked over to the last tent mateâs things, he would throw a hissy fit. Err, make that a temper- no. he would react dually, with rage? There, that fit better.
But along that line of thought, the idea of how to possibly learn more from Hyoyeon hit him, and he asked, trying to sound casual, âActually, Hyoyeon?â He likely should have used âssiâ too, but he had never been one for honorifics if it didnât suit him. âI need to do my laundry tooâŚwould you mind me tagging along?â Jae tried to keep his voice casual, but if she knew anything about him, this would appear quite strange, seeing as the lazy ass tended to charm someone else into doing his work for him, rather than just doing it himself, but hey; an opportunity had presented itself and letting it go would seem quite ungrateful. It might even lead to an awkward situation in the future, and he didnât exactly have plans that day anyway, so what the hell, right? If sheâd agree to it, that was.
Insatiable Appetite || Jaehyo&Min
A lump formed in her throat as she watched Jaehyoâs ever shifting facial expressions, Min struggled to read this man, he seemed to be cocky, confident and the typical bloke who used women to whatever extent he could, whilst at the same time he seemed sweet and genuinely interested in the currently timid Minyoung. But maybe this was all part of his plan? He knew kindness would work therefore he was still the former, or was he only the former because women threw themselves at him? It was all too confusing for her yet Min could slowly feel herself falling for him. Despite her best efforts not too.
âAre you⌠trying to say that youâre something special?â The insult was unintentional yet she would later reflect and applaud herself on such words, the truth was she was simply trying to wrap her heads around his words. Did she âdeserveâ him? He was indeed handsome and she had wanted to be close to him a long time ago, yet was too scared to do so. Though Min wouldnât admit it she enjoyed being complimented as such, a small blush appearing upon her face without her knowledge. Despite her innocence, the next words were obvious and cut her deeply. All his compliments from before were made null and void by his one comment about her âobvious virginityâ.
Anger she had never truly felt before welled up inside of her, causing the girl to stand and slam her palms upon the table, her focus so skewed that she didnât notice the plate hovering an inch above the wooden table, her anger causing the control over her powers to lessen considerably. âYou are either trying to say that youâre taking pity on me because I obviously havenât got laid, or youâre silently saying that youâre just looking for another trophy to add to your collection, is that it!?â She pursed her lips and refused to break contact with his eyes, hoping he would see just how serious she was.
She ignored his other words, waving the compliments away to make it clear she no longer cared. âYouâre so much like boys from school, and that was, what, six years ago? Which means you really are nothing special at all.â The outburst was completely unlike something from Min, however it was clear that she was at the end of her tether, seething and unable to think of anything to say to him.
âForget it, Iâm leaving.â She finally muttered, before turning on her heel to exit the cafe, tears prickling her eyes from both rage and sadness. Perhaps it would have been better to just spend the night in, or go seek out Chunji and talk to someone who actually cared.
The longer he remained on this date of sorts with Min, he felt his composure slipping. How was it possible that his normal tricks and moves seemed to slip off of this girl like so much oil on a duck? Jaehyo would never admit to feeling the crunch of pressure, as he truly seemed to have no idea how to handle her, or properly woo her. Werenât his compliments genuine enough? Seriously, it wasnât as if he was making up compliments âif she was ugly, he never would have taken her out in the first place! Lord, he hadnât dealt with such a misnomer of a person in a very long timeâŚa girl from his kindergarten class came to mind, who looked at him so angrily when he said he liked the duck on her jumper. Back then, he had been told if you were mistreated, it was because the person secretly liked you, but he couldnât hope to be so naĂŻve with the telekinetic girl.
Her insult felt like an additional slap across the face, and he had to physically fight a scowl from breaking across his brow. Jae felt like he was being shaken to pieces by someone that he should have had eating out of the palm of his hand by now, and that pissed him the fuck off to no tomorrow. How could he even reply to that? Taking a soft breath, one hand going for his drink just so he could grip something harshly without it seeming weird, the pheromone manipulator took a gulp literally to cool himself down a bit before heâd start exuding hormones to knock her unconscious. If anything, at least heâd never date raped someone with his power âthat just seemed a bit too far, and he could recognize that.
Letting out a breath after his drink, the man having forcibly calmed himself down a bit as he realized heâd have to change his strategy to make this work. But before he could even start thinking, before dessert even had the opportunity to come, she had shocked him out of his thoughts, and he stared up at her, pure surprise breaking through his careful mask as she rightfully chewed him out. He could practically feel her anger resonating around her like an aura, him not even needing to look into her eyes to know how much he had truly messed up. Her insults hit his pride hard, and he couldnât do anything but watch her march out.
Throwing down some money for the dessert, he ran out after her, knowing he could easily get more money, but couldnât exactly replace her. âMin!â When he caught up to her, he grabbed her elbow, âWill you wait a moment?!â Jaehyo had no time to prepare something cutesy or smarmy, so he just winged it, not even trying to charm her anymore, âListen, youâre not the kind of girl I usually take out, and thatâs not a bad thing, but I donâtâŚknow whatâs appropriate to say? I donât pity. I only go after girls I think areâŚspecial. And maybe yes, thatâs in a trophy way, but why would I run after you if all I wanted was sex?â These words felt weird, but he couldnât stop them, âItâs pathetic of me to beg for another chance at getting laid. I didnât follow you for that. I followed you because youâre literally unlike any other girl Iâve tried to take out. And IâŚwouldnât mind trying this again, more causally, where we can talk and I can learn more about you, with no pressure.â It sounded so unlike him, and he couldnât honestly say how sincere it was, or would hold up, but he didnât feel the urge to take any of it back. Jae just hoped it would be enough and she wouldnât slap him. A red handprint of shame was so not what he needed.
All of the Sex Jokes || Jaehyo & Zico
Zico had spent the past two hours twisting and stretching his body to copy the acts heâd only seen a few hours before. He was shocked to find that the group of people watching him seemed to love it, cheering him on with each twist of his body. It wasnât difficult a task, so used to practicing how to move himself that flexibility became a second nature to his person. He could bend his body in ways that made his head spin when he would watch others perform in such a way, and it never ceased to blow his own mind. He guessed all of that time spent bored at home had paid off if he could entertain so many people.
One face appeared to catch his eye, though, and Zico felt a strange spark run up his spine at the way the man appeared to watch him. He could swear he had seen the man in the circus before, but it was hard to think of who when he felt as though he was being stripped underneath his gaze. Heâd never felt so vulnerable before, and it made his head spin.
Finally, he called for a break, despite the voices of disappointment that followed. Swinging his body down onto the ground, he found himself face to face with the brunet who had been watching his performance. The manâs gaze hadnât changed, and his smoldering eyes made that same odd twinge of excitement run up Zicoâs spine again. Very odd.
At the manâs introduction, Zico couldnât help but snort a bit. What a cocky bastard. Who did this guy think he was? Some kind of casanova?
âZico.â He tilted his head to the side a bit, sizing the man up. He didnât want to let on how exposed he felt under the manâs gaze, so he stood up straight, putting on a smirk. âYouâre pretty cocky for a guy Iâve only just met.â He leaned back a bit to watch him. He was interested, definitely.
Donât get him wrong, Zico isnât the type of guy to fuck around, but something intrigued him about the other man. He wasnât one to judge based on gender, either. He wasnât even sure what his âsexuality dealâ was. But this man gave him chills heâd never experienced from another human being before, and he wanted to see what else this man had to offer.
âJaehyo, huh?â He smirked again. âI doubt you could get me screaming. Iâm not a loud kinda guy.â He watched the manâs eyes, hoping he could get some sort of insight as to what he was thinking. It was hard to read the other man, and it almost made him uneasy.Â
The way their gazes kept locking only reassured Jaehyo of his position with this man and he smirked happily. Nothing tasted as sweet to him as the feeling of captivation, and most people that had been at the circus with him so long usually adapted to his unique feeling after so long. Not to mention most newbies could sense that, and the pricks that came usually did so for refuge, so they stayed wary of him, even as he tried to soothe ruffled nerves. This man felt like a refreshing change of pace, where his forwardness was met by someone who wouldnât run, or just give in. And even if he didâŚsomehow that would act in favor for Jae, rather than just give him bored bragging rights later on.
It fit him well to the point where this manâs little laugh actually produced a smile rather than a spark of amusement. Jaehyoâs eyes shone with approval as he finally heard this manâs name. Zico, eh? Trying it out loud, he repeated as his mind said, âZico⌠I like it.â That actually produced a laugh, since it didnât really matter if he liked it or not. You couldnât just up and change your name ânor were you likely to- if a stranger didnât care for it. The meeting of confidence only curled his lips even further, the pheromone manipulator replying with a teasing, âI donât see a reason to behave otherwise. Youâre likely unaware how incrediblyâŚinteresting it is to watch someone that can play perfect follow the leader with their body.â In fact, he actually had to fight himself to keep from thinking too hard about it, for fear that he might start drooling like that old cartoon wolf he remembered watching on TV as a kid. What a role model.
But why focus on something stupid like that when he had such lovely company? His grin turned far more wicked, and Jaehyo laughed once more, extremely pleased that, rather than battle about who would top, Zico would rather play along. Damn that was one thing this circus needed more of, no joke at all. Someone who could not only take a joke but continue on. He just might like this guy without sex ânow that was something he hadnât expected when heâd originally approached him. âEither youâre underestimating me, or Iâm overestimating myself.â Crossing his arms, he sized him up now, more out of curiosity than to check him out. âBut I donât think thatâs an issue at the moment. Are you set to perform for the rest of the night?â Jae hid the surprise his question raised in him because, honestly, hot as the blond wasâŚthat question was mainly because he liked the guyâs company. Strange âthough he could always use more guys as friends. With all of the needy and willing bottoms at the circus, he had nearly forgotten he was bisexual, though heâd never be gay. JustâŚno. A fuck with a guy was one thing, but emotions? Ha, no. Focusing on that, though, would just ruin his mood, so he pushed it aside to await Zicoâs answer instead.
Š Hyorang
All of the Sex Jokes || Jaehyo & Zico
Jaehyo had done a job well done, he liked to think. Gwangju, tourist trap extraordinaire, had just the right type of people for their circus; the thrill seekers loved it, the sheltered ones that had escaped their mundane lives had loved it, hell a newlywed couple on their honeymoon decided to go and check it out. No one tended to look like anyone else, and the days were so nice and warm that the nights held tight to the heat, allowing for no sleeves and shorter lengths. He loved it with a strange passion he hardly felt nowadays âit felt so genuine, so true to the person he really was under all of the sex. It filled him with an abundance of inner strength that he honestly had no clue what to do with and that allowed him to charm the masses without falling over into Jongsukâs arms like he had done so many times prior.
In fact, when he felt himself even beginning to grow faint, he would have them turn back, to see just how much color the circus had attracted on its own without his help. Jaehyo tended to remember the faces heâd seen before âa force of habit for one who spent most of his time in crowded areas searching for a few select faces- and he would often be amazed to see who had found their ways there simply by their own curiosity.
That night, him and Jongsuk had parted ways early, them both seeking a bit of solitude to just enjoy themselves and the night. They had eternity to enjoy each otherâs company, since leaving the cirque was expressly forbidden, so they could do with some breathing room so they wouldnât scratch each otherâs faces off in the long run. He was pretty sure he wouldnât do that to his buddy anyway, but never say never with hate sex.
But speaking of sexâŚ
An act caught his eye, and he simply had to stop to watch âmouth agape, eyes wide- before he corrected that and just looked on like a normal person with a little too much motive in his eyes. This guy, obviously new, had these incredible moves, and he could only imagine what he could do with them in bed. Someone mentioned that he could replicate anything with his body that he saw, and Jaeâs pants might just have grown a bit tighter, but he was likely just getting himself worked up with his own imagination. The man in front of him wasnât even that good looking! He wasnâtâŚ
Swallowing, his throat suddenly dry with want, he stayed and watched as much of the performance as possible, until the guy said he would be taking a break. Seeing this as his chance, he approached the blond without a moment to spare, lips quirking up into his normal cocky smirk, as he greeted, âNew freak, huh? Good to get some fresh bloodâŚespecially some soâŚtalented.â A certain dark look glinted in his eyes as he openly checked out the performer, âIâm sure youâre never a bore no matter what you do, but please share with meâŚwhat is your name? You never know when that might come in handy.â Smirking suggestively, he finished with, âIâm Jaehyo. Youâll be screaming it later, so best commit it to memory now.â
Careful Steps || Jaehyo & Hyoyeon
Gwangju was a nice place, honestly, and Hyoyeon liked the fact that they were closer to a city than most of the times. It meant she could finally get those pills sheâd been looking for for Daesung. Which she had done indeed the day before already. Her venture that morning - or letâs say it was nearing noon - to the Coffee Brown tent was very explicable because of that, but surprisingly enough it wasnât her main reason. After the Spring cleaning, Hyoyeon had decided that taking Daesungâs laundry along with her when she went to do hers wasnât too much of a hassle so she had gone over to fetch his once more, knowing full well that it probably hadnât been done anymore since last she went to fetch it a month ago. The guy really wasnât big on the going out to do actual work thing. Which was not a problem for her most of the time, unless she had asked him to do something.
Entering the tent after shortly announcing her presence, she found no one there and so moved over to the cot she knew to be Daesungâs in order to gather his laundry. They had driven to Gwangju from Daegu, which meant no sea sickness for Daesung, which probably meant lots of alcohol and partying the previous evening. Once again she didnât mind, she just hoped none of his clothes would have puke on them. But there didnât seem to be such a stench and so she calmly gathered everything together and started putting it into the laundry bag she brought. It was when she was in the middle of doing that that someone cleared his throat, making her straighten up and turn around in an instant, to see who it was that came to interrupt her. It turned out to be Jaehyo, tent mate of Daesung and another one of those men she could only shake her head over.
âOh, no, Iâm not,â she replied easily with a genuine and friendly smile towards him. âJust here gathering laundry. You wanted to change or something cause then I can go out for a bit?â Looking him over once, he didnât seem to look like he needed new clothes so she assumed the answer would be negative, but she still waited for him to state it before she would go back to stuffing laundry into the bag. âJaehyo, right?â she questioned after that, to make sure she at least had the right name in mind to go with the person standing in front of her. Although she shortly furrowed her brows at the question, the friendly smile still stayed on her face and it wasnât forced at all.
Her smile at him only had him fighting to keep his eyes from squinting suspiciously at her âpeople didnât smile nicely at Jaehyo unless they had no idea whatsoever of just whom they were speaking to. And he knew she knew about his reputation and what he could do from one source or another. Most days he would be quick to blame Daesung, but he knew since she was around so much anyway, she likely had noticed, rather than anything else. Hyoyeon wasnât exactly a dumb girl, and that was the exact reason why she was so dangerous. Talking to her meant watching his words, because one misstep into inappropriate and heâd wake up with his testicles in knots, courtesy of his tentmate. Maybe it wouldnât be that severe, but unless his mind would take it that way; his stunted common sense would refuse to obey. He knew himself pretty well after so much time, he liked to think.
âNo no, Iâm in clean clothes.â He spoke absently, mind certainly as far from clothing as it could be, even though he had just been taking care of his own dirty garments moments before as well. Watching her resume her activity with no tension on her part for having to be alone with him near a bunch of beds, Jaehyo allowed himself to watch her curiously, both surprised and not at her behavior. When you spent your time with someone like Daesung, he supposed one just grew used to a certain type of people. Okay he really didnât hate his tentmate as much as his mind would have one believe, but it was only too clear that he disapproved of his power, so the pheromone manipulator couldnât help the twinge of resentment that traveled up his spine at the thought. StillâŚshe was an interesting girl.
Strolling over, his hands finding their ways into his pockets, he nodded an affirmative and spoke his own version, stating the fact rather than asking, âAnd youâre Hyoyeon.â Glancing over the laundry with a scrunched nose, Jae still not understanding the kind smile or actions, he asked bluntly, âWhy are you doing his laundry? It seems like a skill he should know by nowâŚthough I thank you anyway. I canât imagine how badly he would stink up our tent if that stuff didnât get washed.â He almost asked for her to wash his stuff as well, but held back, figuring that sheâd offer if she didnât mind, and if he asked without prior sign to show that he could, that it would upset her. Girls tended to be weird like that.
And speaking of weird, Jaehyo didnât know what was wrong with himâŚhis thoughts were settled into normalcy, almost as if he was talking to another man. All of the warnings surrounding Hyoyeon seemed to have turned off his âpervertâ personality to leave just normalcy, and he honestly couldnât decide if he liked feeling like a woman was his equal or not. Only time would tell.
Excuse Me Miss || Sulli & Jaehyo
The moment Jaehyo reached for her hand and pulled it up to plant a soft kiss on top of it, Sulli didnât know whether to feel flattered or - overstating the case - grossed out. Never had she met a guy who was still doing this kind of act in this century. Whether this now was an act of friendliness or whatever he was intending to trigger with this, she assertively pulled her hand back as soon as his lips had touched it. It was a bit of an awkward feeling, and she didnât really like it. She didnât even know that person. Maybe this man was a lot older than what he looked like, God knows with all the people that were wandering around the Cirque.
But even if that strange act got the girl rather confused, she kept up a soft smile. She didnât want to seem rude to the other just because he was a bit out of date. âA drink? UmâŚâ She pondered over his question for a little while, wondering if it would be a good idea or not. She was old enough to drink, so this actually wouldnât be a problem on her side.
Sulli had never been to Gwangju before, so she sure wanted to go out to the city, but this guy somehow seemed a little suspicious to her, even when he was acting friendly. He wasnât someone she wanted to get lost with in the unknown terrain. Sure, going out with him wouldnât kill her, nor would it hurt. The girl yet had to get used to being a part of the circus family now. Getting to know everyone was just a part of it. The invitation itself sounded really tempting though, she indeed had to admit.
âYeah, sure. Why not?â she then finally replied, adding a subtle shrug to her words, still maintaining her smile. âMay I just get changed before we leave? I donât really want to go out in theseâŚâ She looked down at herself and tugged at the end of her shirt a little. âSo would you wait outside? Iâll be with you in a minute.â Looking up at him again with an apologetic, almost angelic smile, she motioned him to leave the tent before she turned on her heels and digged through her stuff, trying to find something suitable to wear to go out.
Jaehyo constantly calculated, his flirty behavior toning down just a bit as he noted her either dislike or discomfort with the touch, and nodded mentally; so she wasnât into moving fast, that was alright. Alcohol could certainly change anyoneâs mind on that front; he didnât doubt that for a second. His old friend would come through for him like it always did.
Smiling kindly at her, unaware of her uncertainty about his age, he nodded to her when she agreed, Jae keeping his smile small and rather inauspicious just so he wouldnât put her on edge. Sulli struck him at least, if not as a sensible girl, as one that knew what went on around her. Challenges like her amused him to no end, but he wouldnât just stick his head into the lionâs den without some preparation first. That didnât make the explorer any less skilled, it just made his success rate grow. And really, the skillful ones werenât the naturals âof which he also was; they were the ones that never lost.
Unaware of how untrustworthy he seemed, he gestured to the tent flap and teased, âOf course you can get changed, itâs not like Iâll stop you.â Jaehyo repressed the urge to eye fuck her in the clothes she was already in, and instead told her, âIâll be right outside, youâre welcome to bring money if you like, but I wouldnât recommend it. And besides, itâs my treat, like I said.â Winking playfully at her, he exited stage left, a cocky smile spreading across his features as soon as he moved out into the open light. The only mysterious piece of the puzzle that remained was her power, and normally where he would already know it, he didnât with someone so new. Besides, he knew better than to ask, because if he didnât know hers, she certainly didnât know his âespecially because she had agreed to go out with him that evening. Once she would know, heâd have no idea how heâd react, so he merely decided to watch and wait, risking bigger failure with his chance. But he trusted his luck.
Waiting patiently, hands pushed into the pockets of his tight jeans, he shifted from foot to foot, feeling his wallet stretch his rear pocket with a smile, Jae more than ready for the fun part of this night to begin. Thankfully the walk into town didnât seem any longer than the prior one in Daegu âin fact, it seemed closer. So their fun could come faster as well; something he was perfectly fine with.
Evening the Score || Jeongmin & Jaehyo
Jeongmin had wandered off from the campsite as he always did when he wanted to sing, it wasnât safe for him to sing in front of others, and he had this fear of singing near a water source. He didnât trust himself. He knew this wasnât the way to live, but since his almost boyfriend left the circus he hadnât quite been the same. His love had been deaf, he hadnât been effected in anyway by Jeongminâs power and that made the relationship so genuine that it had scared Jeongmin, but now he was gone it scared Jeongmin even more.Â
It scared him to think he would never have a genuine relationship, be it sexual or not - he didnât really care - again. He liked not having to worry about if there was a slight tune in his voice, or if he was humming. He liked not having to stress about these things, and he liked it when they just sat together in silence. Just there. He sighed, it was stupid to be hung up on someone who wasnât coming back. But it wasnât just the crush, the love he had for the boy. It was the whole idea of someone seeing just him.Â
Jeongmin sat down and started singing. He wasnât singing loud, because he didnât want to be heard and he already knew that he voice could be carried quite a way - he assumed that was a siren thing -. âCus baby when our eyes met, I could never look away, youâre all I ever wanted, thereâs nothing left to say, cus baby you could use me, i will do what you want me to, and Baby if you kill me, When Iâm no use to youâ Jeongmin sang, part of him wishing that his lover had taken him with him. He always felt he sang better when he sang songs that spoke to his heart.Â
Jeongmin sang til the end of the song and then stopped catching his breath and grabbing his water bottle drinking a little, trying to keep his emotions from bubbling over. Jeongmin looked over and quickly stood up from the bench he bowed. âSorry. Sorry.â he said quickly. âI donât normally see people this far out.â he said awkwardly.
Jaehyo heard the emotion in the song, and strangely enough, rather than mock them, he felt like he could really just feel the lyrics, like this boy was singing them for a certain someone, rather than just to sing them. It left him feeling altogether awkward, an emotion as foreign as âloveâ not computing in his sexed up mind. So he strode forward, trying to put that out of his mind, as he moved within comfortable talking distance of this guy, just rather curious as to what he was doing, as he put it, âthis far out.â
Raising an eyebrow when the singer bowed, he waved him off and shook his head, âWhat are you apologizing for? You self-conscious or something?â Jaehyoâs hands slipped back into his pockets, shocked that someone as proper as this kid could still exist in a circus of freaks. He couldnât say the last time someone had actually referred to him as âseonbaeâ even though he was older than quite a bit of the populace. âYouâve got no reason to be.â The rare praise left his lips without a second thought âthis guy was good, and he respected him. That was two good strikes in his book.
Withdrawing his hands he crossed his arms across his chest and shifted to get comfortable, but otherwise made no move to approach the singer any closer than he already had. And his eyes were clear, focused, if a bit curious as to this whole scenario. It just seemed bizarre to him, to the point where he couldnât even feel the little wisps of pheromones still escaping from his arms, the amounts too low for it to affect anyone even if they managed to reach the other. His power, unlike singing, needed to be directly breathed in or touched to work, rather than just having someone else hear it. With as handsome as Jae was, though, those usually werenât issues.
And it wasnât like he wanted to do that to this guy in the first place âhe was the one that kept saying how sick and tired he was of the D. He needed some male friends he hadnât fucked, goddamn it, and while this guy seemed a bit awkward, Jaehyo hadnât found a reason to hate him so far, so he had hope.
Evening the Score || Jeongmin & Jaehyo
âGo for a walk, Jaehyo, itâll be good for youâŚâ He mocked lowly, his foot finding the nearest rock as he punted it into the trees, sour mood staining his features and dragging them down. That damn girl, who did she think she was, his mother? And why was he even obeying her in the first place? He could have just knocked her outâŚbut his powers didnât work on her for whatever reason. Something about her olfactory gland not working properly or whatever, he wasnât really listening. She literally smothered him incessantly with her stupid suggestions and chatter until he blew his top, eyes flashing angrily as he finally agreed to go and take the stupid walk. Heâd smell the fucking flowers and everything if thatâs what it would take for her to leave him alone.
Tromping through the greenery, his arms and shoulders bared to the strands of sunlight that managed to make it down to him, his eyes darted this way and that, searching for a new target that he could take his rage out on. Jaehyoâs hands were balled into fists in his pockets, that rather uncomfortable seeing as he liked his jeans nice and tight, but the strain almost grounded him, sending him purposely through the trees rather than just on a rampage, with him going to town on every bush that would look at him funny. Damn, he hated nature most days; it just had a way of riling him up and making already annoying things even worse. Case and point, his current bad mood.
But as he walked further from the circus, a faint sound on the breeze caught his attention, and he stopped, wondering what that could be. It didnât sound like it was coming from the direction of the circus. Surging forward, him curious now, he walked for quite a bit, his temper fading into curiosity, though the after effects of his anger lingered. The intense emotion had caused pheromones to start emanating from his pores, and instead of feeling charmed by this music, drawn in like many of his own victims likely felt, he merely felt the urge to know who was singing it so far out.
Emerging into a little overgrown park, with trails and everything, he looked around, and then paused when he caught sight of the source of the music âa younger boy on a bench. Blinking in surprise, Jaehyo unaware that anyone not auto tuned by a computer could really sound like that, he walked over, hands stuffed in his pockets, as he just listened, feeling a lot calmer just with this mystery solved. Not wanting to interrupt the song, strangely enough, he waited to be noticed before he would say anything.
â Colorful company â â Jaehyo & Minwoo â
ânah.â Minwoo answered with a shrug. âI like them all to myself when I got them usually.â He winked at the other again and chuckled to himself at the thought of the other naked posing, a nice thought indeed.Â
âWarn from you, what do you do?Hide poor virgin boys in your attic?â He asked almost in a mocking tone and obviously joking. âAn awful backstory? Oh no, I do not do background stories when drunk, no real ones at least.â He chuckled as they sat down and added. âI might tell you some fake ones, something with me coming from space, me being the son of a foreign president.. that kind of thing. None of them tragic though.â The light manipulator chuckled again and after sipped from his drink, his mind briefly flickering to his back ground. Not as dramatic as some of the people here but bad enough on its own. he eyed the other amused âWhat about you? Will you get a sad sobstory when you drink more? Or just more aware of my attractive body?âÂ
âExactly, so letâs drink much and in joy tonight. For every poor sucker that died.â He sipped from the drink and as the other spoke he chuckled. âOh that is quite the handy giftâ he commented and eyed the other amused. âI guess the circus really doesnât want to lose you as a member, hm?â He licked his lips again. âAnd do you use your power for your own good as well?â He inquired, wondering if the attraction he felt was part of a power or just due to the otherâs handsome face and tight pants. âMe?â Minwoo chuckled and his eyes  shifted over the crowd, too many people, he couldnât show. Slightly disappointed he just spoke. âI can manipulate light and darkness, but I focus on color manipulation, which has also to do with light. I can change object colors which is my strongest power.â He told, it didnât seem too impressive until people realized that it also included stealth, if they ever realized because people were usually idiots.Â
Jaehyo shook his head, mind wandering to his partner in crimeâs similar words, the man commenting sadly, âNo one ever wants to share nowadays; I think the threesome might be dying off.â He frowned solemnly, before tutting and murmuring, âSuch a travesty.â But why focus on that at all, really? Sex was sex, and often times more elbows wasnât always a good thing.
However, his mock sadness couldnât even pretend to linger with Minwooâs next words, him staring for a moment before bursting out into loud, disbelieving laughter. âYes, yes, thatâs exactly what I do, how did you know?â Flipping some hair from his eyes, he smirked playfully at his companion, foot bouncing just a bit as he listened, glad that it seemed like they could have a fun night ahead of them, rather than a stupidly emotional one. He really should have considered that back when he originally accepted this, but he should have known that his character judging skills werenât off. âIf I get drunk enough, I might actually believe you.â Jaehyo shook his head with an amused smirk, countering lightly, âIf Iâm drunk around someone good looking, Iâm lucky I remember my name, much less whatâs happened to me over the years.â Shaking his head, he smiled, already in good humor since he didnât have to hide anything to get on with this guy âa quality he actually quite liked in people.
âI might die if we try that,â he chuckled lightly, though he didnât expand upon that, more than happy to continue on with the talk about himself. âOf course they donât, even if Iâm not the leaderâs favorite person,â rolling his eyes, he continued, âBut of course I use it for my own good, why look a gift horse in the mouth?â Taking another drink, he elaborated, âI donât use it all of the time, though, it would wear me down. And when you already look like this,â Jaehyo pulled up his shirt a bit, to expose his abs, âyouâll find you donât always need them.â He laughed a bit and set the shirt back down, listening about Minwooâs power patiently. âOh really?â The man hummed a bit, feigning interest even though to him, it wasnât that exciting, âIt sounds like your power would be a good one for pranksâŚand the light and darkness thing, would that be anything like Hongki? Hiding in the shadows and all that?â One had to do what he had to do to get himself laid, after all.
Careful Steps || Jaehyo & Hyoyeon
After a nice long night out, Jaehyo was quite surprised to find himself back in his tent that morning, headache pounding in his temples. So he drank quite a bitâŚthat was expected. Being alone, however, that had him breathe a sigh of disappointment; so much for making his first night in Gwangju memorable. Honestly, even if he had slept with someone and just couldnât remember it, that wasnât exactly much better. What use were memories if you couldnât access them?
Groaning to himself, he sat up in bed and ran a hand through his messy bed, eyes squinting painfully in the bright light as he recalled they were back on normal peopleâs time for a few days. That would be aggravating to switch back and forth from, but he couldnât pretend like it wasnât always like that, so he would adapt and adapt back, like he had already done so many times before. And he couldnât lie; it was nice to run on the same clock as everybody in the rest of the world for once, rather than against them. Being born a freak was tally enough, really, sleeping schedule didnât need to make anything worse for him.
Standing up and staggering a bit, he moved over to his things to draw out a bottle of aspirin, taking two pills dry to help the throbbing in his temples. Then he gathered some clothes and went to go off to bathe himself, feeling the need to get sweat and whatever else off of him, cause he couldnât remember if there would be anything on him or not. Either way, the warm water felt fantastic, and it did wonders for clearing up his headache, the aspirin working nice and fast alongside it. By the time he was clean shaven and on his way back to his tent, he looked damn cheery, his normal playful grin stretched across his features.
Reaching his tent once more, he pushed inside without stopping to call out his arrival âbecause really, they were all men and it was nothing he hadnât seen before- and blinked when he saw a head of long, pretty blonde hair over by Daesungâs cot. Damn! How did Dae get so lucky?! She was hot from all that he could see, and Jaehyo was being less than subtle about checking her out since her back was to him, but something about the girl just seemedâŚfamiliar. A cirque girl? Before he had the chance to legitimately ponder that, the familiarity of her smacked him upside the head and he realized that this was Hyoyeon, in here for whatever reason. Of course. How could he have forgotten that?
Recalling the warnings dished out by the man about her, his cheeks colored resentfully as he tastefully retracted his thoughts and went to put the clothes he had slept in the night before in his dirty clothes pile, mentally noting that heâd have to do laundry soon. âAh,â he cleared his throat, feeling like it would be too weird if she just turned around and he was there, âHey. You waiting around for Daesung, or something?â Jaehyoâs voice sounded rather strained in his attempt to behave himself physically and mentally, but he really didnât need the prankster on his case, so he would have to try. Ah, why had he spoken up at all?! This was all too much trouble, and who knew if the aspirin would hold through thisâŚ
Excuse Me Miss || Sulli & Jaehyo
Sulli took a deep breath and nodded to herself with a smile. Finally. After coming to the circus so short before the move, everything had been a little stressful for her. Just when she was about to settle into her tent, she had to pack up again and leave with the others. It all was a little rushed, but sure, she had come here so she had to follow the rules. Now, after a long trip inside the stuffed truck and painstakingly setting up the camp with everyoneâs help, everything was finally done and she was, as it had been announced earlier, free to do whatever she wanted for the next few days. She could actually take a look around and introduce herself to a few people now. She wanted to get used to the new place as fast as possible - and getting to know the people better surely seemed like a first step in the right direction.
Humming to herself, she went back into her tent. She would just quickly get changed into some fresh clothes, seeing as the ones she was wearing right now looked pretty unacceptable after the tiresome day. Just when she was about to strip off her shirt, she heard a male voice coming from outside. Quickly pulling the shirt back down, she turned around, trying to figure out where the strangerâs voice came from. What did he say? A new girl with brown hair? She stepped out of her corner, assuming that the male was addressing her as no one else was inside the tent at this time.
Until when the male actually stepped inside without invitation that was. She was merely staring at him with a confused look. Was this usual for people to just enter the tents of others?
Her features softened again as he started speaking and she listened carefully, curiously raising a brow at the rather special introduction she received. The Cirqueâs official welcoming committee? Hongki indeed didnât tell her that something like that existed, so it made her wonder for a moment. But then again, she thought, he did seem pretty nice at least. So truth or not - she wanted to get to know everyone anyway. âUm⌠Pleasure to meet you, Jaehyo from the welcoming committeeâ she answered, paying special attention to highlight her last words. She looked up at him with a warm expression, her eyes forming an ever so sweet eyesmile. âMy name is Choi Jinri. But my friends always called me Sulli, so⌠Iâm fine if you want to use that.â
Taking her smile as a good sign, his own brightened up considerably, Jaehyo letting his charm simmer a bit, rather than turn it up. If it looked like this current temperature could cook his steak, than why over grill it? Perhaps it would taste better with a bit of a challenge to his stomach âand anyway, he couldnât say that taking someone raw was a bad experience. Smirking inwardly at his perverse thoughts, he refocused his attention outwardly by repeating the name offered to him, Jae wondering if it was worth committing it to memory or not. Could he get into her pants by the end of the night? Only time would tell at this point.
âSulli, huh? Cute.â He smirked, rolling his eyes in his head at yet another girl whose name sounded like every other Korean girl in the world. Donât get him wrong, he loved his ladies with all of his heart, but would it kill them terribly to get more creative with their names? Shaking his head a bit externally, he reached forward and took her hand, kissing it suavely, before smiling at her, âIt suits you~ And now that we know each otherâs names, would you care to go out for a drink with me?â Letting go of her hand, he stepped up to her side and wrapped an arm around her waist, not afraid to get all skinship on such a pretty girl.
Nearly asking if she was old enough to drink âthough thank god he had enough foresight to avoid that- he instead changed his near faux pax to a boost in his favor, or so he thought. âWeâre both technically new to Gwangju,â Well that was rather false; Jaehyo had gone there with his father a long time ago, but he wouldnât really remember much about it, so the lie was barely a lie at all, âso why donât we explore together, keep each other safe on these lovely evenings? I could even treat us both to the expensive stuff without wasting a dime. Bartenders tend to really love me.â Smirking, him unaware how pervertedly that could be taken, he nodded for the tent flap, hands getting pushed into his pockets as he tried to persuade, âItâs good to let your hair down every once and a while anyway âit keeps us from an early stress induced grave.â
Watching her pointedly, though he kept his expression neutral for the most part, he waited for her to accept his invitation like he knew she would so that they could get going before things would get too crowed in town.
The Other Tentmate || Jaejoong & Jaehyo
Moving from one town âor city, really- to the next was a big deal to Jaehyo. He felt like a movie star, or a pop star every time they switched locations and saw the hordes of new, eager victims ready to come in and experience their circus âand he was a huge part of that. Back in Daegu, they had stayed for so long, but with his pheromones, they still managed to pull crowds big enough to support them, and thank god no one had called him out on it. A few places had nutjobs that actually figured out his power, and tried to hurt him, though thankfully he could do more than just charm. Changing location usually meant larger crowds and less of a threat for him. He was ready for this.
But even before the performances would start, they would have a few days to themselves, and those were the ones that Jaehyo looked forward to the most, his eyes alight at the thought of losing himself in piles of women and booze, never coming home to the circusâŚmaybe a bit of intel on the side. Who knew what you could find out at a bar? And since he would fuck guys, he could easily get the information he needed then knock them out so they would just think that they passed out. Easy peasy. Fun. To get to all of that, though, he needed to first set up his tent.
Groaning a bit at the unwanted chore, he set about getting it all set up, knowing that Daesung and Yunho likely wouldnât help. And as much as heâd love to leave it to the other Jae, he knew that if he did, the other simply wouldnât do it at all, and theyâd have nowhere to sleep for god knows how long the stalemate would go on for. They were all stubborn men âheâd be truly scared to see the outcome of that battle. So he swallowed his pride this once, even with knowing that heâd likely get mocked for his work, and went to hammering the tent down, not wanting it to blow away in the middle of him actually being blown, or something. Nothing could be worse than exposing yourself in a moment of intimacy like that when it wasnât planned, because looking like an ass while exposing your ass just seemed too redundant.
Taking off his shirt, it far too hot to be working like that with it on, he continued heading around the big coffee brown tent, trying to get it in place, though the wind kept tearing at it, messing up his work so it hung sloppily around, the big folds easily catching the breeze. This was at least a two person job and he was going at it alone. Groaning loudly, his eyes narrowed when he finally caught sight of Jaejoong, and he yelled, âIf you want anywhere to actually sleep tonight, you should probably come and help me!â He didnât really care if it sounded rude or not, it was the whole truth.
