PUSHING BOUNDARIES: JAEJOONG ✕ GD
Jiyong would really kill Leon, if he hadn’t like the guy so much. He’s a hell of a bastard, extremely persuasive (how ironic), and a reliable friend. Most importantly, Leon is of no threat, and Jiyong indulges in his crazy antics even though he will never admit it. “Just let me go home and sleep,” Jiyong says, faking nonchalance but really, a smile is dangerously seeping through any minute. Leon rolls his eyes and throws his arm around the blonde (another reason to kill him: he towers over ji a good half to three quarters of a head), “Fuck you,” he spews, then gestures over to Kush and Teddy who are already a good distance away from them. “Come on, Kush and Teddy are here, and plus this place we are going — I guarantee you will like it. If you don’t we can leave and you can kill me, whatever.”Leon ends off with a dramatic shrug of his shoulders.
“It’s a host bar, Bar+ and you pay for a bottle of wine or whatever of your choice and a host attend to you.” Leon grins, and arches an eyebrow. Seeing how this has shut Jiyong up, Leon cheers to the skies, “Alright, let’s go! It’s just round the corner.” Jiyong is supposed to feel as if he’s gotten duped (because that motherfucker was going to drag him into the bar either way), but he doesn’t, because he can’t exactly feel. Though he does get intrigued by the idea and fuck, it’s been a while since he had any bit of fun that didn’t involve his own assistance.
They walk round the corner, Kush squatting and Teddy on his feet, waiting for them at the pavement with cigarettes hanging from their mouth. Jiyong feels as if he walks in on a joke, because they are laughing, and also because there is nothing beside street lamps, and the stretch of brick walls on his right that disappears probably to the end of the road. He turns to his left and there’s just fences surrounding and an old building. “Please don’t fucking tell me the bar is in that old shit,” Jiyong deadpans. He takes pride in hygiene and cleanliness, despite being a blood-sucking, flesh-eating, soul eater of a demon. Kush and Teddy doesn’t even bother responding, just snickers and blows the smoke in the blonde’s face. He swats it away and promptly lights up his own cigarette. After which, they all cross the road, passing the green fences and stopping in front of a red box that is wedged between the white walls which have green plants (English Ivy) climbing and spreading like vines all over. There are also many trees behind the wall, and their canopy shape tower over the four of them.
The box is about two-thirds of Jiyong’s height and upon a closer look he sees fading white chipped words: Break in case of emergency. Leon places his hand on the glass panel, and slides it effortlessly upwards (disappearing into the wall), and Jiyong notices that it is actually more spacious than he thought. He gets shoved in by Teddy and almost loses his footing and Leon urges him to move forward, there’s not enough space for two you idiot. Jiyong knots his brows but complies and is squashed to bits when Leon squeezes in, and he hears him say they’ll meet up inside. Jiyong loses balances and gets lunged forward and he hears Leon says, “Fuck” before he gets thrown backwards again and the box moves forward at quite a speed. They eventually stop after a turn and the red cushioned panel infront automatically slides up. They both get off and Jiyong can’t see much, it’s dark as fuck saved for the pathetic light hung at the ceiling with two men at either side of a door (in black) with golden handles that formed a circle.
Leon nudges Jiyong to pay the entrance fee and promptly after, they each give them a UV inked chop on their wrists. They open the door, and Jiyong gets slightly taken aback (which shows how long he hasn’t done this) by the blaring music and heavy bass that shook his body. Fluorescent lights and misty air greets the blonde as Leon leads him straight to the VIP section. He speaks to a man with a badge hooked on his black blazer and he nods several times. Leon jabs an index to the cushioned sofa with a table on their left, “Just wait here, I told them to get the wine and hosts, I’ll go grab Teddy and Kush.” Leon winks. Jiyong plops himself on the velvet cushioned sofa, splay his legs wide open and leans his head back and shuts his eyes, feeling his body melt to the music.
