chasing tail –*
@twjjk
for the first time in a very, very long time. jimin has found himself stunned into silence.
he’d been complaining (as he tended to do), home after a night of altogether unsatisfactory clients, and therefore unsatisfactory pay. jimin had every intention of going out and drinking his anger away, but with a body like his- or rather, with how fast alcohol evaporated under the heat of his touch- it just wasn’t satisfying enough. he’d turned his anger to jeongguk, made offhanded comments about needing to get the daylights fucked out of him until his roommate had spoken up.
now, of all the things jimin had expected- perhaps an acceptance of his offer to hook up, maybe a few select curses and a demand for jimin to shut up- hearing a question about whether or not jimin wanted to go get a cat, of all things, was definitely not on the list.
he stares, owlishly, eyebrows raised at jeongguk as he attempts to process the words again. they’d certainly been enough to pull him out of his anger, and now his hopes are rising much faster than they have in centuries.
“did you just say what i think you said? you’d better not be fucking with me, jeon, or i swear i’ll burn every last one of your favorite things.”
