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@soryong-stretto
jongjinstretto
What are you, 3? {ârolls his eyes and lets out an exaggerated groan} Kidding, though. Canât a guy just treat his friend to some nice edibles once in a while? Itâs not like I poisoned them-
⌠edibles, jongjin? (`he squints at you, and then at the cookie heâs already taken a few bites out of.) you might not have poisoned them but i worry what else you might have done with them.
Jeezâ a simple âthank you, Jongjin, youâre my most favorite person in the world!â wouldâve sufficed. On a scale of Soryong to 10, Iâd be an 11 on the scale. Child, please.
i've been taught to tell the truth though, so i couldn't do that. but, thank you. (`he turns his head to grin at you appreciatively.) what's the occasion, though? (`he ignores that last part, pulling a cookie out.)
jongjinstretto replied to your post: jongjinstretto said:{'scrunches h...
Oh, pfft, ex-cuuUuUuse me? Is that any way to treat a handsome man who just brought you a batch of warm and super-phresh cookies? {âscoffs loudly, craning his neck forward as he squinted his eyes, flexing his wrist outwards} Bruh.
you are excused. (`grins.) i can definitely say those look like warm, super fresh cookies, but i can't agree with the handsome man part. (`he snatches the small bag of cookies, peeking inside with a grin.) bruh yourself, dingus.
{'scrunches his nose in your direction, making a playful face of disgust} I thought I smelled a rat-
(`his lips make no hesitation to turn into a pout, shooting you a look.)Â excuse me, look who's talking.
jieunstretto replied to your post: jieunstretto said:"What happened ...
"Thereâs just⌠A cut on your right cheek, do you not feel that?" Jieun questioned with a concerned look. "It could get infected, you know."
"oh-- oh." he raised his hand again, cringing when he felt it the second time round. "i wonder how that happened."
he mumbled to himself as he continued to touch at it, though he winced a little each time he touched it. "hey, uh, do you have a bandaid on you, maybe?"
"Are you ashamed?"
he wasn't sure where this girl came from, or if she heard his conversation on the phone just a few moments earlier, but he was far from expecting that question.
his eyes dropped and he thought about it for a few seconds, his fingers shifting nervously along the back of his phone, trying to find a suitable response.
"i don't think so," he finally mumbled, raising his head again to make eye contact.Â
"What happened to your face?"
hands raising, he touched his face thoroughly, suddenly quite worried for himself. "my face? what do you mean?"
he furrowed his brow, dragging his palms over his face once more.
"i can safely say there's nothing wrong with my face."
he squinted at jieun, lips pursed with distrust.
"what do you think is wrong with this?" he gestured in a circle to all of his face, pushing down his hurt pride.
"Does this belong to you?"
that was--
"uh."
a dildo.
"no, no i don't think so."
what the heck--
"can i ask why you would think that that was mine?
it's neon pink.
pink wasn't his colour???
"Does this belong to you?"
he stared at the duster in yongguk's hands. then he stared at yongguk. then he went back to staring at the duster.
"are you trying to imply something?" he asked slowly, squinting a little at the object he would probably not ever touch. after all, it wasn't his job to clean.
"i'm not a janitor, you know. no matter if i look the part, i'm not--"
he looked down at himself, making sure he wasn't wearing a large janitor onesie or anything. no, he was most definitely not.
"i mean, unless you're paying me for that. but last time i checked, i bake-- not to mention i'm pretty sure you're from a different restaurant?"
Sentence starters
"Is this your first time here?"
"Donât do that."
"Does this belong to you?"
"You look odd."
"I am smelling a lie there."
"Did you just grope me?"
"I know you from somewhereâŚ"
"Now, look what you did!"
"Are you ashamed?"
"Seriously now?"
"Will you finally shut up?"
"I need your help with thisâŚ"
"That was a horrible joke."
"Put something on!"
"That shirt doesnât suit you at all."
"What happened to your face?"
"Keep your distance."
"Such a jerk."
(`throws himself into a cookie jar chair.)
âŚ..okaY THIS IS OKAY. [`he says loudly, body and face unmoving] I AM OKAY WITH THIS THIS IS FINE I AM DEFINITELY OKAY WITH THIS ITâS OK. [`locked limbsâstiffened with shockâwaddle jinki towards the sink, where he plunges his head in and fumbles with the knobs hurriedly until water is drenching him in relief]Â
Itâs okay! Iâm cool! [`he says moments later with dripping hair and a bright smile on his now wet face as if you did not just sneeze a combination of bodily fluid and flour into his face. youâre new. he canât get upset. not yet-]
(`watching that happen was really fucking weirdâ but, he guesses, itâs probably understandable that it was gross that he sneezed on him.) uh, jim or rink orâ (`coughs your name.) âare you gonna⌠live?
[`he doesnât believe it. he knows that look of guilt like the back of his hand. then again, he doesnât really know what the back of his hand even looks like but..
he takes a wary step forward, jinki holding his breath for the heart-wrenching pain that will soon come from seeing the kitchen in a mess]
âŚâŚ..W..Whatever you did in there, canât be that bad. [`laughs because he canât take his own word for it] Just a spill. Ju~st a spillâŚâŚ
(`the reaction you have makes him wonder for your sanity. that was just plain weird.) uh. yeah. exactly.
(`not like a bag of flour managed to explode in his hands. nah.) itâll be finâ aCHOOâ (`his sentence is broken by a deafening sneeze, flour projectile sneezed onto you.)
oh. (`he stares at you, now also covered in flour. uncertain, he reaches a finger out and drags it around in the flour on your cheek to draw a smiley face.)
Leave it to the dashing and amazing Kim Jongin to knock the entire of Ristretto with a crowbar in the head. Luring them with his dick pic was a feat easy enough: âcum to da XX warehouse 4 more ;~)â; and that was how he assembled all of his colleagues there, semi-conscious and fully naked. With...
