⇻ hotel

Hyeok felt her arching into his hand and immediately tightened his grip, giving the soft, supple flesh a solid squeeze. He smirked, "you're right, it does... strange?", he mused and stole a quick kiss from her lips. Then, he straightened as if nothing at all had happened and accepted the joint back with a hum. He brought the half burnt out stick to his lips and took a long drag, eyes narrowing through the smoke as he eyed her. Hm... what to tell her? That he was staying here? Nah. He worked here? Maybe... as what? He owned the place? Not like it was a secret, but there was no benefit to sharing that info just yet. Hyeok lowered the joint and stared up at the sky, leaving her to wait while he let the weed seep into his lungs and then his blood. Finally, he exhaled and a misty cloud filled the sky above them. Ah, weed him so impatient, and so ... Hyeok looked back down at her. "You like the tension before the , huh." Hyeok was making a lot of assumptions here, but he was comfortable with that. "I just like to ."

@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ "Mmh, touchy, I like it," Heejin comments with a flicker of a smile, her eyes softening as she looks up at his eyes and she chuckles softly. Lips parting around the nibbling he gives and the little squeeze to her pert rear has the girl shamelessly leaning her arse back into his hand with a soft hum of approval. "Tastes better coming from me, no?" Her head tips to the side as she her lips, tasting him on her just as briefly, admiring the slender slope of his throat and neck, the way his Adam's apple Bob and she passes the joint back to the male whom it belongs to, to begin with. "Thanks for the hit, babes, and hmmm maybe? I'm not sure of anything besides your first name. What do you usually come by to do here at the hotel? I know that I'm in the same boat but," scanning his clothing from head to toe, her lips pursed briefly as she takes in how well he's decked off and she admires him as much. "You look pretty, dolled up, I like it... so... what got you here at this hour, darling?" Her hand guides the glass up to her lips, pretty, pink brims wrap themselves around the rim of the scotch glass and she sips the golden liquid that burns oh so beautifully. "Besides sharing your joint and grabbing a pretty girl's arse as you do so, hopefully, you enjoyed what you feel?"

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ Hyeok arched a brow at her theories. She had a habit of that, running through the rationale of her actions out loud. Despite her ual proclivities, it made her seem very careful not to show too much of herself. Hyeok had a theory that she felt most comfortable in control. It also made him think she was a smart cookie and probably had a job that required brains. Hyeok was quite different. He didn't consider whether his actions were logical or not before taking them. He simply reacted. He watched her take another drag with a smile and shifted when she walked towards him. Her hand grabbed the fabric at his front and Hyeok leaned down a little. A smirk tugged at his pinkish lips. He parted them and inhaled the smoke. His hand rose to rest on the small of her back, maybe a liiittle lower than that. He gave the soft flesh a light squeeze and then, holding his breath, nipped at her lip. That was it, he drew back, exhaled up into the sky slowly and then looked down at her. "Anything in particular you've been curious about?"

@◦ j. jungkook ᵍᵒˡᵈᵉⁿᵇᵃˡˡˢ [s.h] [[When I didn't see the first one to see mistake xD lol dhsjjs

Breathing out deeply, the girl walls around the hotel room before rolling her eyes and sticking her tongue out at the phone. As if the male would be able to see her reaction to him. Grunting out softly, the girl shuffles around the bed to be sure everything's settled into place. The inside of the room has a nice little sofa, and a loveseat. It's quite cozy and warm around the room and the glass window showcasing the outside and the night sky looks immensely beautiful. It's the sole reason why she takes the top floor rooms, for the grande view. "Dinner is on me he said, such an ," huffing lowly, she folded her arms over her chest before jumping slightly at the brief knocks sounding at the front door. Of course, the idiot would knock rather than just walk in. Rolling her eyes, she walks over, with bated breath and her heart hammering immensely in her chest as she opens the door. The thought of seeing Jungkook again, surely makes her nervous, hands clammy and she breathes out a soft, "hi," eyes finding dark, brooding ones and she tips her head to the side curiously upon spotting the bottle in his grip and her lips quirk into a small grin before opening the door wider and gesturing in the male. "Come on in, you look good. All dressed up and here's me just under a robe." Tutting her tongue gently, she scans the toned male from head to toe before her lips once. The knots still irk her stomach but she tries to ignore it to focus on the male's features. Long, shaggy hair and chiseled jawline, pink, kissable lips and shining orbs with that boyish innocence he always had yet, far from ever being so.

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ Her response brings a brief snort and chuckle to escape his lips along with a roll of his eyes before he responds.

To: Small Brain Heej
— idk, someone with common sense would attach a room number when telling their company to meet them at a hotel :thinking:
— dinner is on you, then :T

Not exactly waiting for a response, Jungkook stands from his seat and makes his way towards the bar. He can surely feel the double glances people take of him ever so often; quite use to such reaction from the public by now. Though, he must admit he did feel kind of awkward having to buy the bottle of champagne at the bar — usually he’d have it sent to his room or table, depending where he was at. It isn’t long before he finds himself standing at Heejin’s door, room 204, with the bottle in hand. He wasn’t sure why he was suddenly feeling nervous; doubt settling in as well — perhaps her disappearing from his day to day life was for a reason and him actively seeking for her was a mistake. The thought honestly made him chortle a bit under his breath, not once did he ever feel like anything he did was ever a mistake and yet here he was, having second thoughts. Before he has a chance to properly process it his free hand is moving, gently knocking at the wooden door a few times

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@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ "I mean, you're appealing yes, I won't deny that much— haha. I saw you scanning me earlier as well, so I figured we both check each other out on the down-low too hm. Probably it piques our curiosity further about one another as well?" A tip of her head is given as she her lips and she glances at the joint in between her deft fingers, bringing it up to her lips once more. Captivating orbs holding his as they glimmer with mischief and playful delight orbs hooded slightly from the drug that's laced in the wrap nestled in between pillowy brims. Her cheeks hollow in once more and she sharply it in, feet advancing over in soft pads against the moistened asphalt at the back of the hotel and she reaches out with her free hand to curl in between his shirt. The clothing soothing over her sensitive digits from the first hit— igniting her sense of touch already and the girl leans in to puff the billowing smoke into the parted lips of the male, her lips brushing his oh so slowly as she keeps her eyes trained on his with a wicked smirk hinting at the corner of her lips as she feeds him the very essence he gifted her with.

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ "You were, huh", Hyeok smirked teasingly. Seeing her returning his look, he smiled and brought his free arm from his waist to brush his fingers over his scalp, ruffling his hair in the process. "Like what you see?", he chuckled. Hyeok watched the way her pretty lips enveloped the tip of the joint, how her cheeks hollowed slightly when she inhaled. Ah... He couldn't deny how attractive she was. Most of the girls who came to the hotel were shy and giggly, and that was cute, but there was nothing like a woman who empowered herself to take what she wanted, how she wanted it. Her teasing remark elicited a low chuckle from Hyeok. "Why don't you give me a tutorial?" Hyeok was not concerned that he was being too forward. If she didn't want to put her money where was, he was confident she would know how to play off his gentle advance without getting offended. And if not, well, we learn something knew every day.

@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ "Haha we did indeed, I mean, I was hoping I'd get to see you, so I'm pleasantly surprised, to say the least that you're here." Her eyes rake down the male's figure and his clothing with an appreciative hum before chuckling and eyeing the blunt joint in between slender digits. And she eyes it curiously with a chuckle. "I don't usually partake in these unless it's the weekend but since you say it's not too strong, I'd trust your judgment Hyeok." She whispers lowly and brings the to her lips, in the deep pillowy smoke into the mouth that slowly down and gets into her airways and system. Her nostrils flare as it comes out and she blows out with a deep breath. Thankfully, she smokes a lot and she has had enough practice to not choke and cough, like the first few times. "Mmh it's good, next time try passing it from your mouth, hot stuff." She added with a cheeky grin.

@◦ j. jungkook ᵍᵒˡᵈᵉⁿᵇᵃˡˡˢ [s.h] The shower wasn't long, she just arrived at the hotel, her usual hangout spot at this point— about an hour and a half now. She went down to the bar and had some drinks and now she's in her room, cleaning her body from the dirt and grime of the tiring day at work she had. Once she's finished, she adorns herself in one of the robes provided but she brought an extra pair of clothes. However, seeing as Jungkook is coming up, it doesn't make sense to dress up, her eyes look drawn down and she looks tired beyond words. Her hair drips at the ends as she looks into the mirror at the weary reflection and she thinks that the boxer saw her like this before. He saw her at her worst either way so she isn't too self-conscious as her phone pings with an incoming message and she snorts out at the text.

To: Kook
— oh well who's the dummy who didn't ask me?
— :eyeroll: I'm in 204.
— bring a bottle of champagne from the bar when coming pls.

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ Jungkook had taken perhaps a full hour to simply arrive to the lobby of the hotel, mainly because he had taken his time in the shower and deciding what to wear — ultimately going for a simple black tee and jeans. His recent perm had made his hair a bit harder to manage and quite honestly he couldn’t wait for boxing season to begin so he could chop it off. He brings himself out of his thoughts as he recalls Heejin hadn’t even given him her room number; typical of her to be forgetful. Reaching for his phone, he sends a quick message as he takes a seat on one of the couches in the lobby.

To: Small Brain Heej
— what room are you in, loser??
— didn’t even give me a number or anything lmaoo
— im in the lobby btw

@◦ j. junya ʲᶦⁿᵈᵃᶻᵉ Hyeok wrapped an arm around his ribcage while he waited for Junya to focus on him. It was a little too cold for him. Dark lips pulled into a sneer at the dazed expression on the smaller's face. He was flapping about enthusiastically. That was a good sign. "Hm." Hyeok paused while he considered his best approach. Why in the was he blinking his eyes separately? Slowly, he unfurled his arm from around himself to appear more approachable and smiled down at Junya. "Don't you remember? You promised to visit today." Hopefully, he'd buy that. If not, Hyeok would have to physically drag him inside, and anyone who saw him could guess that 'strength' was not his forte. Thankfully, Junya was small.

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ 'We meet again.' - Hyeok slowly rolled his head to the side. His gaze lingered on the familiar woman's face for a second and then slowly slid down her figure. He shifted against the wall to face her, his free arm wrapping around his waist. The burning stick dangling between lithe fingers rose up, and his gaze rose with it. Settling on her face, his lips curled into a smile as he in the smoke. "Don't you look sweet today.", he hummed appreciatively. Hyeok was under no illusions. He could smell the on her, as he so often could whenever they met. He reached out, offering her the joint. "Want some? It's not too strong." It was rare for Hyeok to get regular female customers. She had stood out from her second visit, and not just to him. Even when Hyeok was not around, he would always find out if she had stayed at the hotel or not.

@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ Junya hadn't planned on being out for as long as he ended up being, nor alone when plans with friends had fallen through. It was all too easy to find comfort in the bottom of a bottle or two, the warmth of the alcohol masking the feeling of loneliness that had decided to plague him that evening. Except he'd drunken too much, far too quickly, obvious in the way he wobbled down the street, or how squinting seemed to stop the world from spinning and the street lights from being so blinding as they twinkled high above him. The firm calling of his name has Junya turning his head slowly in the direction of the voice, eyes slow to recognise the man in front of him. A smile replaces the downturn of his lips and the somewhat sour expression on his face once he realises who it is, teetering on both legs, arms waving wildly in greeting. "Hyeok!" He sways, back and forth, the giddy smile, wide and lopsided amongst glazed eyes, nose wrinkling a little in thought. "I'm not... was I meant to come today? Why'm--" he pauses, unable to talk while he blinks the right eye, then the left. "Why inside?"

@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ []omg I totally only watched the first one coz I assumed was that one coz he was on the table xD fjdksksk take your time bb ♡_♡

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ () i just noticed i got two pics of him sitting on tables..... i meant the first one with the black table--- and now to read your beautiful reply :D

@◦ e. hyeokjin ᶜᵃᵖᵘᶜᶜᶦⁿᶦ 《Her outfit: https://64.media.tumblr.com/efe769ee5b3d6d451d379aa5a9f0d3b1/fb76984ee201c07b-f4/s1280x1920/07c66e753aa492c8fbbaf067e85a1b2373153247.jpg》

They say, to escape reality plain as day can be a lovely retreat, something smooth and light, heavens gate flooded with the ecstasy coursing one's veins. However, this isn't a heavy where angels reside, no ma'am, this is where sin and lust take the form of the body's tandem movements as Jeon Heejin allows her raw desire to take over. The animalistic instinct within the slender woman works over the male's body as finally, oh so finally, the girl collapses onto the side of the spent and used frame. "Get yourself something to drink down at the bar, it's good." She all but pants out, her voice quivers a little around the words due to the effort of her riding this man into oblivion but the woman doesn't care for aftercare from her one-night stands. It's just one night after all, why bother? She doesn't give a single look when he tries speaking to now deaf ears. Donning on her dress and cleaning the leaking trickling out of her, protection via regular checkups and tests usually ward her worries away while being consistent on the pill for quite some time. It all keeps her well protected and she takes out a cigarette from her pack before leaving the hotel room, expecting the man to leave by the time she's back. Ordering a quick drink from the bar in the lounge she goes out into the back where she usually hides out and takes a look around. Alas, the mysterious stranger she always bumps into causes her eyes to smile and her lips pull into a warm grin. "We meet again."

@◦ j. junya ʲᶦⁿᵈᵃᶻᵉ Hyeok, or Jin, depending on the person, was standing at an open window in a room on the 3rd floor of his hotel when he heard a yell from down in the streets. He looked down expecting to see the usual crowd of drunken college students. Instead, he saw Junya: Pretty, petite Junya who looked very, very intoxicated. He still wasn't sure who had yelled or why, but he didn't care anymore. The first few seconds it was funny watching him. He even laughed lightly. Then, he remembered that the streets were not a safe space for a cute brat like Junya, not in his state. "..." With a sigh, Hyeok pushed himself away from the window, ran a hand through his long hair, and headed downstairs. A couple of minutes later and he was fully enveloped in the fresh night air. He in the cold air sharply, his pink tongue swiping over black-stained lips. Hyeok had just finished a shibari class and was dressed accordingly: Heavier makeup than usual, tight patent leather pants, a fishnet top that covered nothing, and heels that made him pass 1.90cm. "Junya.", he said firmly, loud enough that the male should be able to hear him. Then again, maybe his brain couldn't process anything right now. "Get inside."

@◦ j. heejin ʲʲᵉᵒⁿˣˣ [outfit of le day: the one on his profile where he's sitting on the table, one leg crossed over the other]

It was that time of night where the hotel was filling up fast. Business was good, no one had caused any significant messes, no fires had broken out, and no police had broken down a door claiming a minor had snuck in. Consequently, Hyeokjin was in a good mood. A student working part-time was manning the front desk and the other staff where taking care of everything else, so Hyeokjin had the leisure to step out. He pulled his thin jacket a little tighter around him and looked around at the mass of drunken people chattering and laughing. It was a good night. Hm. He had a better way to warm up than just pulling his jacket around himself. And... why the hell not? Police didn't show up around this time. Well, not unless they suspected minors from loitering about. Eh, whatever. He'd take his chances. A smile playing on his lips, he reached into his pocket and pulled a joint and a lighter out between his fingers. One, two, and the joint was lit and he'd taken his first hit.
"Ah..." Hyeokjin sighed in content and moved to lean against the hotel beside the entrance. His head rolled back, long hair scrunching up against the hard wall. No stars in sight, the city was too bright. Whatever. It was still nice to look up. He wasn't taking anything strong, just enough for a pleasant buzz he could keep going for a while.