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Youngbae grinned wide, feeling content with making the other a bit uncomfortable. It had been a while since he’d last been in this situation, so he’d decided to make the most of it. “Satisfied, heh, I’m never satisfied.”
With one last snort of the white powder, he sat up and wiped his nose, clearing away any visible residue of the substance. This wasn’t the first time he’d done something like this in front of an almost stranger, but this time did seem a bit strange considering the two had only met a few times before, so it wasn’t clear whether or not Youngbae could consider him a friend– he barely knew anything other than his name, but something told him that the other could be trusted.
Adrian couldn’t quite remember how he’d ended up here.
The young man hunched before him, white residue staining his fingers, was not a friend. Nor was he a stranger. Perhaps acquaintance was a better term for their makeshift circumstances. They had met by pure accident, as most of Adrian’s off campus meetings were. At first look they couldn’t be more opposite, his long skinny body paled in comparison to the tightly maintained body of the other. And yet, the teaching assistant had let himself follow to his abode, and it was there they now sat, music humming in the background like a static he paid little attention to. Maybe he should’ve left as soon as the illegal substances had appeared, or at the very least, when Youngbae had engaged in his first snort. But no, Adrian remain seated, spine straight where he watched, gaze free of judgement.
“You’re not easily pleased.” Words husked, fingers adjusted beneath his shirt the bindings restricting his chest. It was Cybersix’s least favourite part about her Adrian disguise, but she did what was necessary. “How often do you engage in such frivolities?”