☯ niel's house.

@{pr} park jimin. More than surprised was what Sungmin was. Jesus, the headmaster was a , if anything. Practically it was he only word he could think of to describe how much of a... she was. First of all, she hated his guts. For one, because he was a bottom gay, and for two, he could make money a lot more than she probably ever would if she was a e. Second of all, she adored Jimin more than anything, and it disgusts him to core. The way she stares at him from head to toe, and the looks that nearly engulfed his friend whole—gross. So gross. No other word to honestly describe it. The whole time she spoke, Sungmin didn't even look at her. He was tired of seeing her discriminating looks thrown at him for no reason; but that didn't mean he would give a flying .

As the Russian woman stepped outside of the door, banging it closed right after she had majorly embarrassed Jimin with the ugly truth of a male's life, Sungmin was left with his mouth gaping open. What the hell was wrong with that woman? "If there's anything she needed to do, was become a ing lady. And go to make up school. Because she's a god damn ugly step mother from every single Disney movies put together into one. Or should I say, ugly, ugly, ugly. I can do make up better than that little could even try." Sungmin muttered underneath his breath, but loud enough just for Jimin to hear, and possibly some people walking by their room. He huffed and stood up, walking silently behind his friend who dragged him down the hallway and to their destined organic market.

Sungmin knew too well that the pills never worked. Anything she gives out were either too old or a major rip-off for it to work properly. In which, Sungmin never bothered to use them. He usually would let it melt in the sink, or give it to someone else who believed they effected their hormones somehow. If the forced him to, he probably would, but hiding it under his god damn tongue and spitting it out later. Usually, he would much rather use other types of drugs such a herions more than anything that Russian gives him.

"Back there," he started talking as the both of them were out of the brothel area, "what did you call yourself? Hunter? Is that your English name you've been hiding away from me all this time?" He finished off his sentence with a soft squeeze to the taller's hand. A smug grin came onto his face. This whole he'd been trying to figure out what Jimin's English name was, and once he was hungry, he finally let it out? The only reason he wanted to know the guy's name was because his Korean wasn't fluent. Or at least, the accent wasn't as perfect as he wished it would've been. And to know the English name, a name in his native language, would've been so much easier to call.

Upon hearing that the other knew about the same place the JiMin was talking about, his eyes brightened. It was fairly new, so the only people that went were the ones that were regulars. It was popular to health freaks, organic growers (since they sold seeds to grow your own fruit and vegetables), and people who are on a diet. Hunter didn't go a lot, but the few times he did, it was a magnificent sight with a vast array of colorful foods. To Sungmin, he thought it might be eye candy. Chuckling lightly at the thought, he was so anxious to get going. He felt it in his bones and had to run there before his stomach rung it's dinner bell again.

About to sprint to Sungmin in impatience, all he could think of was food. That was, of course before the smaller male showed off his flexibility. Breath caught in his throat, Jimin looked away to catch his breath. A bit of sweat even rolled off his brow, quickly raising his hand and wiped it off on his sleeve. "Ready? H-Hunter is getting impatient." That was Jimin's bad habit, to speak in third person. But, he only did that when he was nervous. And it wasn't common for him to do that, at all. The hag put these two together, setting them up for failure. One of the rules they had was to save your energy for the costumers and not to waste it on each other. Psh, Jimin remembered the last couple that had together. Shivering at the thought of the punishment, he tried to release it from his mind.

Grabbing the others soft hand his his own, he helped pull Niel upwards and off the couch. They needed to get going, seriously. About to run out of the room, he suddenly froze, the faint tapping of designer heels against the tile floor. It was their headmaster, the hag. Gulping, Jimin just stood there. She wasn't supposed to be here today, thoughts bombarded his mind. As she walked past, he long nose in the air, the smell of powder filled both of their noses. "I am going out for a while," he voice said, a thick Russian accent molding it. She tsked at them holding hands in disgust, looking away as if she would dramatically faint from the side. As she blinked, her deep purple, and frankly ugly, eyeshadow had shown. Her being about six feet tall with the shoes, she walked foreword to the next room. "And don't let me catch either of you two making that ing nasty you guys call . None of that."

Headmaster hated the homoual community. There was no hiding it. But, she loved the money that she got 80% of for every client. Suddenly turning around, he locked gazes with Hunter, smirking while looking at his defined arm muscles and study legs. "You make me proud. Your last client gave me three grand for last night. Here," she said, holding out an unknown amount of 100 dollar bills which Jimin took and bowed. "And don't forget to take your enlargement pills." Nodding obediently, the headmaster finally left, fading into a memory. JiMin, no matter how manly he was, was a soft teddy bear on the inside. His pride was finally crushed when she said that fact so openly. Some people on the rooms next to them whispered, laughing and gasped.

The boy was known for his blessed sized, almost always bigger than his gay clients that thought they were blessed. "They don't work anyway, so I don't see why I have to take them," he mumbled, pulling the other down the hall to leave. And, he was telling Sungmin the truth. The witch made him take it because it made his hormones crazy, basically 24/7.

@{pr} park jimin. % ummmmmf... i let you take that one.

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