` garage four ★

@★ li wenhan (sh) its actually, Junhoe
/he spoke emphasizing the "Jun" part, his name was pretty easy to remember yet he doesn't know why someone could've possibly made petty mistake/
..J-U-N..
/spelling it out loud, even though it was just a name, he couldn't be able to work with someone knowing they have yet known how to pronounce his name/
..H-O-E, Junhoe
/he once again uttered his name now proceeding near to an exquisite car and it was indeed a remarkable car, except for the Veilside Mazda RX7 he was dreaming to ride someday, it was the second most stunning car that had wowed him/
uh, I'm not sure, are you in a hurry or something?
if you are, maybe 10-15minutes, depending on which and how many tires,
/he conveyed, with envy in his eyes as he still fancy such car/

@★ koo junhoe Now, now,
/Wenhan wraps up his teasings with a mock-educated answer; he takes on a knowledgeable tone and the little lilt in his voice is almost villainous in character/
I know, I have seen the prettiest smiles go awry - it's nothing personal. This gang isn't another school club, kid, and there's no out once you're in.
/stretches as he withdraws and wanders back to his Tanner Foust; he then offers/
With that said, I have trust issues with smiles. But alright, welcome to the family Jinhoe.
/playfully says his name wrong and admires his Tanner as he leans back against one of the shelves; Wenhan's throaty drawl continues for a bit longer but less so teasing/
The name is Wenhan, Li Wenhan. I need something from you, kid. How fast can you change tires on a car?
/pulls a blunt from his pocket, recieved from Yixing the other night and Wenhan contemplates enjoying a smoke now or later; the sweet smell of his Mary Jane is so tempting; he pockets it again/


[] sOBS otay whatever you say kouhai. love you too kid ;A;

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@★ li wenhan (sh) [[ nuuuhhh, senpai, its okei, i still love you <33333 \o/ ]]


/feels as if he was sinking in to an imaginary quicksand hearing those strident words coming from a stranger that he hasn't yet met/
/He gulps an unreal lump in his throat, as he tries to comprehend how someone could be so stingy/
uh,
i, i am new here,
/he replied in a flustered manner, wanting to have an eye contact with the latter yet scared that he might get scolded for doing so/
/was it really a crime to put up a cheerful smile nowadays? he thought to himself as he heard the mans comment about it/
maybe i do need to lessen my gleefulness
/he quietly mumbled to himself as he turned his back and tip toed to return some of the tools he had used/
wait, what exactly did you just said?
/he irately asked back getting a bit offended by how this man thinks of him/
i didn't know being amiable is considered as an offense now?
/looks at him straight in the eyes, now realizing that who ever this guy is, his eyes were soulless/

@★ koo junhoe [] looking back on this, this is hella short-- im sorry. senpie has failed. u n u" i hope you're okay with it--

@★ koo junhoe /steps back and attempts to peer around the shelves at whoever was there; soon they reveal themselves, introductions and petty words accompanied by a too-bright smile/
/feels weary and apprehensive; hadn't heard of any new additions to the gang and approaches slowly but surely; Wenhan's gaze rakes up and down the kid's form, gauging him, calculating him/
/feels his lips tug up from one corner and Wenhan saunters closer/
Junhoe... What the do you think you'd doing, digging around gang territory? Or are you a new pipsqueak?
/finds it curious how such a bright smile finds its way into a gang - what does Junhoe have that makes him worthy of the gang?/
Y' know, I don't trust kids like you Junhoe. At least I know what to expect from s - nice people are... conniving.
/explains as he presses a hand to the shelving right by Junhoe's head and Wenhan stares him down/
So what's your dirty secret...?

@★ koo junhoe [] aye no worries < 3 i love it. e u e replying asap

@★ li wenhan (sh) [[I'm sorreh bby.. i got waaay too excited T.T please don't keel me, orz]]

@★ li wenhan (sh) Nope.. not this..
This ain't the one either..
Oh, i could definitely work with this one
/he kept mumbling to himself since no one was around and was quite late for everyone to be still up, he enjoys rather having all the space to himself thats why he often does all of his work either way too early or way too late/
How about attaching this one to the maneuver? Hmm, I'm really not sure..
/as he speak, he was currently workingover a 67 ford mustang, trying to engaged some Nissan skyline boosters as to his fond of remodeling drift worthy cars/
/sighing in contentment, Junhoe tries to calculate in his mind how many hours it would take him to finish it up, as he had another project in mind/
/Humming to himself, Junhoe watches some racers pass by the garage where he was standing, with his mouth slightly agape, eyes full of amusement, he was awed by how astonishing the courage and self discipline of those racers was to just drift and drive so smoothly and without fear of having bad accidents /
/He proceeded on looking for some scraps in the stall as soon as he finished watching, not really aware that someone had been in the same garage with him for about a minute or two/
/Junhoe was trying to reach some toolbox on top of the shelf when he heard someone talk, causing his left foot to slip in a hurry to fix himself, not sure if it was his superior to,once again, scold him for being too noisy, or rather another costumer that would have needed his service/
Uh, m-my name is Junhoe sir,
/he replied, couldn't help but stutter as he had never seen this man before, the latter looked like a professional in the field of racing, while he looked like a kid with smeared grease all over his face and working clothes/
May I help you sir?
/he once again said this time flashing a huge smile, trying to be jolly as to his real self though minimizing it afraid that the other might find it too annoying/

@koo junhoe

/pulls into the garage just as the sirens fade into the distance and Wenhan's lips part for a desperate breath of air; he didn't notice that he was holding it in/
/his heart races although his car is parked and he revels in the thrill of nearly being caught; because he had tapped into the police radio, he could tell which racers got caught and thankfully, his trusty black Tanner Foust Nissan 350z remained unidentified/
/the car sits still a moment before Wenhan brings her up a little further, the body aligned with the car jacks; he throws the parking brake on to ensure that she won't roll off and he steps out - the car is raised at the push of a button by hydraulic forces that Wenhan couldn't care any less for/
/whistles to himself before he hears a new voice - its not Jonghyun or Changmin, and there weren't any new racers as far as Wenhan knew; he called out/
Hey! Who're you?
/sees a form huddled over something behind several shelves of equipment working on something/

@★ kim jonghyun The wad of cash - a little thin but only because a few large denominations sat in the pile - flew theough the air and hit the back of Jonghyun's head with an anticlimactic /thwack/ before falling to the ground. "Here's whatever I could scrape up for that new equipment you wanted. That should cover machinery, warantees, whatever goodies you want to toss in, and some paint for my babe." Wenhan explains as he leans against Jonghyun's car - or the car that Jonghyun was working on; there was a chance that this car was simply someone elses. As he lists every item, Wenhan's fingers pop up, until all fingers are up and adds, "Oh and lunch. For me." He adds, looking a stern as ever to anyone who was first seeing him, but by now he'd hope Jonghyun knows when he's talking .