#eric;speaking

[theadmiredanddespised]

For @pvxilatc continued from here.

Eric had a long day with customers today and the evidence was clear on his skin; rope burns along his wrists and shoulders, scattered bruises along his neck and chest varying in size, the faint outline of a hand print sprouting along his left cheek. Needless to say, today was just not a good day and he decided to stop by the nearest church in the city to pray. For what, he wasn’t sure, though he stayed kneeling for a long while before a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. “Oh-” Eric’s eyes widened slightly as Christian made his way over, immediately zipping his sweater up and pressing his hand firmly against his left cheek. “I, uh- I was just passing by and figured I would come pray. It’s been a while since the last time I’ve done that so...yeah.”

[theadmiredanddespised]

For @jxngxnnie continued from here.

Eric let out a small gasp as he nearly ran face first into the younger male, jolting him back to reality. He’d been giving himself a mental pep talk about putting his best towards the new customer tonight since the boss seemed really adamant on not disappointing the customer. Reaching out to help steady the male before him, he gave a slight shake of his head at the others words. “Ah, it’s okay. I wasn’t paying attention, I’m sorry-” He sighed slightly, giving a small nod. “Sadly. Apparently they’re new and I have to do a good job tonight,” Eric stated, mocking the words that their boss repeated before pursing his lips to the side. “Don’t be sorry, but I have to go before I get in trouble. You should go take a hot shower though- You look wrecked.”

[theadmiredanddespised]

Eric x Jongin

For @jxngxnnie​

Eric let out a small sigh as he quickly tugged his clothes back on after his last client left, pulling out his phone to check his neck and groaning out when he noticed the darkening marks. Cursing under his breath, he made his way out of the motel, stuffing the money he made for the day into his pocket as he made his way to his ‘bosses’ building. After a relatively short walk, he made his way through the building, rolling his eyes at every other worker that tried to talk to him because he was not in the mood for any more shit today. Stopping outside the male’s door, he spotted one of the younger workers sitting, seemingly waiting by the door to talk to the elder.

“Hey,” He called to the other, tossing his head in the direction of the door once the male looked up. “Is he busy? Because I need to give him my money so I can go home, and the taxi’s stop running soon so I really need to see him.”