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writetomyheart2015-10-22 10:53 am
damagea.livejournal.com) wrote in writetomyheart2015-10-22 10:53 am
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[team two] love me right ~alternative universe~
I'm sorry, the new Japan version of the music video gave me questionable ideas as they were standing there in line just like some rent boys. u_u
Hotels, strip clubs with dim lights and narrow alleys were the prevalent things a newcomer could spot from that area. Girls in tight corsets and high heels were gossiping with each other, standing near the doorways and sending meaningful glances at passer-bys.
Yet, such a scene shouldn't have been a surprise for anyone - even for a newcomer – since no-one simply walked around that area without knowing what they were purposefully looking for.
Those kind of things could be seen from everyone's eyes. The hunt, the zest, the physical weakness. And Chanyeol was no exception from those people.
Abstain from fleshly lust was worse than war against the soul.
Chanyeol wasn't interested in getting a woman. His relationship with a girlfriend had been miserable since the very day it had started but he was a student and students had girlfriends, occasionally drank too much beer and had no food in their fridges – that's how it went, end of discussion.
But the lust couldn't be sent away and as a man Chanyeol had his special needs.
He withdrew some cash from the nearest ATM, nonchalantly tucking the notes inside his pocket before continuing his walk, going deeper into the area.
Without looking Chanyeol bypassed the party of ladies, turning right in the next corner and was finally greeted by about ten lean lads who were leaning against the iron fence.
Chanyeol traced the line of young fine men with his eyes. Some were taller, some were shorter, some had darker locks than the others, some had a threatening look on their faces while some looked like such innocent virgins Chanyeol couldn't help thinking what those guys were doing in such a place at this hour.
One of the guys with a blonde hair caught Chanyeol's attention quickly.
The man's shoulders were slightly bent, his fingers were resting on the belt loops of his jeans. He wasn't smiling but a pair of bright eyes were interestingly peeking under the fringe but as his eyes met Chanyeol he actually sent a mischievous smile. Cute, Chanyeol immediately thought.
”Sir?” was the man's offbeat question as Chanyeol stoppped in front of him.
”Yes,” Chanyeol answered curtly.
The man nodded and raised the key he was holding in his left hand before putting it inside his back pocket, then taking Chanyeol's hand into his own.
”And that's 133 000 won.”
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elindar! ♥
Hotels, strip clubs with dim lights and narrow alleys were the prevalent things a newcomer could spot from that area. Girls in tight corsets and high heels were gossiping with each other, standing near the doorways and sending meaningful glances at passer-bys.
Yet, such a scene shouldn't have been a surprise for anyone - even for a newcomer – since no-one simply walked around that area without knowing what they were purposefully looking for.
Those kind of things could be seen from everyone's eyes. The hunt, the zest, the physical weakness. And Chanyeol was no exception from those people.
Abstain from fleshly lust was worse than war against the soul.
Chanyeol wasn't interested in getting a woman. His relationship with a girlfriend had been miserable since the very day it had started but he was a student and students had girlfriends, occasionally drank too much beer and had no food in their fridges – that's how it went, end of discussion.
But the lust couldn't be sent away and as a man Chanyeol had his special needs.
He withdrew some cash from the nearest ATM, nonchalantly tucking the notes inside his pocket before continuing his walk, going deeper into the area.
Without looking Chanyeol bypassed the party of ladies, turning right in the next corner and was finally greeted by about ten lean lads who were leaning against the iron fence.
Chanyeol traced the line of young fine men with his eyes. Some were taller, some were shorter, some had darker locks than the others, some had a threatening look on their faces while some looked like such innocent virgins Chanyeol couldn't help thinking what those guys were doing in such a place at this hour.
One of the guys with a blonde hair caught Chanyeol's attention quickly.
The man's shoulders were slightly bent, his fingers were resting on the belt loops of his jeans. He wasn't smiling but a pair of bright eyes were interestingly peeking under the fringe but as his eyes met Chanyeol he actually sent a mischievous smile. Cute, Chanyeol immediately thought.
”Sir?” was the man's offbeat question as Chanyeol stoppped in front of him.
”Yes,” Chanyeol answered curtly.
The man nodded and raised the key he was holding in his left hand before putting it inside his back pocket, then taking Chanyeol's hand into his own.
”And that's 133 000 won.”
elindar! ♥
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the mood was somehow so fitting in this~ and WAH "the line of fine young men" 8) AND SOME BLOND DUDE HEH, baek would so be a natural in that job ahem u_u;
I COULD READ MORE OF THIS. maybe pcy comes back and always ends up in that same alley to the very same blond guy again and again...... 8D
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