@Dong Youngbae "Really?" THe boy asks in slight surprise before humming. Minwoo believed it; since Youngbae seemed to have a nice body. "And are you sure? I'm known to eat a lot!" He says playfully and cutely, his teeth showing as he smiled. It was the truth; behind the skinny, lanky body, Minwoo loved to eat .
@Dong Youngbae Following after the other, Minwoo spoke softly with a shy smile on his face. "Well, I own this club with a friend of mine. I also work as a waiter there as well, to help assist and stuff. What about you?"
@Dong Youngbae "Its nice to meet you, Youngbae-shi!" Minwoo says with a soft smile on his face. Nodding, the boy hums softly as he looks at the other. "Sure, do you know where we will be going to?"
@Dong Youngbae Blushes slightly at the offer and slowly gives a nod. "Uh... if you don't mind it, then sure! I'll take up the offer!" Smiles as he finally gets a good look at the other, thinking that he is attractive. Shaking his head slowly, the boy scolds himself for thinking such things. "My name is Minwoo, what's yours?"
@Dong Youngbae Pushing out his lip even more so, Minwoo sighed softly. "That stinks... I was wanting to eat here.." He mumbles softly, before nodding. "Well, okay then.."
@Dong Youngbae Nodding, the boy hummed softly. "I'm fine! I mean, a little sore because I had this major workout last night." He says softly before humming. "I'm sorry, but do you know what time the mall will be open?"
@Dong Youngbae Taking the hand, Minwoo smiles slightly as he stands up, looking at the other. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asks, pushing out his lower lip as he tries to hide his embarrassment.
@[W] Minwoo Stopping as we collided and chuckles it's alright it's my fault too smiling to the other as he held out his hand to help the other up from the ground
@Dong Youngbae Waking up, Minwoo sighed softly as he could feel the muscles in his arms burn. Last night the boy had stayed over at his parents house, something he hadn't done in months. He and his Father had fought in the workout room, and Minwoo was completely whipped after the first session. Back in high school, the boy and his father would do it weekly, but when Minwoo had first gotten a boyfriend a few months ago, the boy hadn't done it since despite how he would visit his parents frequently. Deciding that he needed to get some shopping done, since Christmas was coming soon, the boy figured he might as well get to the mall and pick something to eat there. Taking the bus, the boy hummed softly as he didn't look where he was walking and ended up being run into by another person.
"I'm so sorry!" He says immediately, his eyes wide as he realizes he was knocked over and now sat on the ground.
@[B] Sung Joon "Probably was, now that I think about it. Because that crap made me bat crazy, my bud said it might've just been my brain trying to adjust, I don't know," He said with a shrug. He nodded at the other's words as he stood, noting the other's little groan as he stretched out himself. "Yup, let's go then."
@Jackson "Your was probably laced with pcp. I've never heard anyone say weed drove them crazy. Made them anxious...yes. But not mental." Standing up, the bartender stretched his arms over his head with a cute little groan. "You walking to the subway station too? We can go together if you'd like."
@[B] Sung Joon Jackson slip out his wallet and put down his own half of the bill before slipping it back into his pocket. He nodded slightly at the other's words. "I see what you mean. It's a bit of an addiction though, you know. Even if you hate it, you do it. It's hard to be helped," He said with a shrug. "I have smoked weed before, but I didn't react too well to it, it drove me insane for a little while, actually, I was quite literally mental," Jackson explained with a slightly dry laugh at the thought.
@Jackson "I'm not going to lie. I hate cigarettes and think it's a disgusting habit but I do it. If that makes me a hypocrite then so be it." He nodded to himself, pushing his money towards the center of the table now that Jackson was done eating. He threw in a five for the tip and as he was putting away his wallet he said, "I smoke weed almost every day though. At least 5 days a week and if I'm really broke maybe 2-3 times."
@[B] Sung Joon Soon Jackson finished his pasta, and he wiped his mouth before looking over to the other, the same way he was looking at him really. Just curiously in a way. Not creepily or thirstily. He shook his head lightly. "Nah. It's one of those things where I don't mind it, I just don't do it," He said as he finished off the last sip of his soda. "And you Sung Joon?"
@Jackson "Understandable," he responded. He didn't want to seem eager or, as the kids call it these days, thirsty. He didn't ask the other to elaborate and simply watched him eat. It wasn't an intense stare or even a creepy one, he was just patiently watching him. He was done eating, feeling rather full although there were still some fries on his plate. "Do you smoke?"
@[B] Sung Joon Jackson grinned lightly at the other male, continuing to eat his meal. He wasn't surprised to hear the other male's words, he'd quite expected him to switch, he seemed like the type that could be either, an uke or a seme. Jackson continued to eat his pasta contentedly, nearly finished with the plate. "Nahh, I've nearly requested a few guys but their always busy or tired and I'd never want to overwork them," He explained simply.
@Jackson Another plot twist that Sung Joon hadn't expected. A sort of relief washed over the elder when the word 'switch' left Jackson's mouth. "Same," he said with an undeniable smile. He'd definitely gained some of his confidence back but it didn't mean that Jackson would back down as easily as he'd like for him to. He munched the fries he'd almost abandoned on his plate. "Have you ever requested anyone at the club before?" he inquired out of curiosity. It'd help him to assess Jackson's type if he knew who the other requested.
@[B] Sung Joon "Well I do like your company and I would like you to stay but if you don't want to you don't have to," Jackson explained to the other. As the other began to ramble a bit, Jackson was slightly confused. What position was he talking about? Well he was confused, until the other's blunt question. "Switch, and you Sung Joon?" Jackson asked with a slightly amused grin. That was what the other had been rambling about. That he had never been put in the position of bottom before and Jackson had been beginning to make him feel like one.
@Jackson He moved a bit closer to the table Jackson was still seated at but remained standing. "It's not that I don't want to be here." He hated having to explain himself and saw no reason to except to make Jackson feel good about himself. The other didn't even seem bothered honestly. "But, that wasn't what I asked you. I asked if you wanted me to stay. I was only attempting to leave because you were putting me in a position I've never been in before and even though I tried to leave, I'm still in that same position. I don't know how to explain it to you. I just..." He huffed, flopping down in his seat, picking at his french fries. "Top or bottom?" he asked bluntly.
@[B] Sung Joon "I mean I do enjoy your company if that's what you're asking, but I'm not going to make you stay here if you don't want to be, you know?" Jackson replied with a light shrug of his own as he looked up to the other male, taking a sip of his soda.
@Jackson Sung Joon hesitated, his hands forming tight fists around the material of his olive green duffel jacket. His face didn't otherwise give anything away. He shrugged, not wanting to say the real answer. "I don't know." That answer didn't seem good enough so he sighed, rubbing the nape of his neck. "Do you want me to stay?" he asked, searching Jackson's face.