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     “What If I don’t want to leave then?” He asks, a grin stretching on his mouth as he leans forward on his hands like Jaemin might give him an answer he wants to hear, but they never do. Guys usually either don’t pick up on it or just scowl at him when they do, but this one had proven to be different thus far, so who knows. At the very least, he can expect an interesting answer. “That’s unfortunate.” Sangki shrugs, pressing his fingers into the marks on his neck a little harder. “I kind of like being hurt.” Kind of, as if he didn’t seek it out every night and let others beat him half to death for it. Well, he makes money off of it sometimes, so he figures he’s getting away with it. “Are you?” He presses, brows pinching as he fixes his stare on the other man intently. Was that a confession? “If you are, I suppose I should be scared but what’s the point when I could easily protect myself?” Sangki smiles, leaning back to rest on his hands. “You might not have realized, but I’m not like other humans.” Vague. Just vague enough that he could put that out there and see if Jaemin will be curious enough to chase it; bait to see if he’ll own up to his previous statement, then maybe Sangki can reveal himself too.

       “ Can’t say i’m any less surprised. You’re the first guy not to kick me out in nothing but my underwear in the morning. “ Though he didn’t seem like he was trying to keep him around a whole lot longer either, he notices as he passes him his shirt and pulls it on over his head. Not to mention the way he’s currently avoiding his eyes like the plague. Interesting. The more the man pulls away the more compelled he is to interrogate him. “I’ve had guys do a lot worse than bite me.” Pressing his fingers into one of the sets of puncture wounds with only so much as a bite of his lip this time, Sangki narrows his eyes at the other. “What are you? A vampire?” He’s completely joking, of course, but he couldn’t fathom any other reason why he’d have literal holes in his neck. With half a mind to just reach over and stick his fingers in Jaemin’s mouth to search for unnaturally sharp canines, he holds himself back as he laughs at the question. “ Because it’s kinda hot. “ As eloquently put as possible. “ I’m a little upset I can’t remember the night very well. That’d be a nice scene to recall when I’m alone. “ He winks.

     “Friend, my dude,” Dre started out, taking a piece of pizza before they could really complain about what she was doing. “There’s a high chance I’m down to do whatever, you know that. But you also know that if something goes horribly wrong, you will be the person I blame. And I can be one bitter human being, so be prepared.”

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Darcy hummed, letting his finger’s find their way to Jakob’s sleeve, and gripping it tight. So, he was feeling rather needy tonight, and Jakob made a good enough teddy bear than any. He wasn’t all that picky when he was in a mood like this. “Good, I don’t plan on movin’ so get comfortable.” he mumbles, eyes falling closed as he spoke. He didn’t hate having the other over when he was in town, which said a lot. 

The model knew his friend needed company. Plus it was nice to relax without moving constantly from state to state, country to country.  It wasn’t easy travelling all the time. Although he’s far from home, being with a friend made him feel as if he was already at home. Stroking his friend’s head, Jakob nods. “Well I’m sure a good time like this relaxes the both of us. So, thank you.”

        “Clearly. “ A humored scoff sweeps out of him. The man didn’t seem like he was very vocal in general. “ I am. “ He admits with an unabashed smile. It’s almost enough to feel bad for the guy because when Sangki got curious, he got invasive, like an unwelcome disease hellbent on taking and taking until he got what he wanted. “ I’d just like to know who you are. I think that’s fair considering the damage you’ve done. “ A pointed gesture to his neck was evidence enough. Though, he’s beginning to get curious of how bad it really is. He’d yet to see the carnage so he goes fishing for his phone, nearly choking when he opens his front facing camera. “ Jesus. “ The stains of deep reds and plum colored blotches blooming around his pale throat look like a sick bouquet fit for a sadist. He swears he can see puncture wounds and shivers, disappointed that he couldn’t recall the night too well at the moment.

His nose scrunched up and he huffed a bit. “I won’t blame you but why did you even have to tell me that from them?” He shrugged and blinked. A problem with homosexuals? Nah, then he should partly hate himself. “No, why would I? Men are gorgeous-”

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Jongdae knew that at the work place, romances can happen. But, who would have known that it’d be the resident cynical, Do Kyungsoo? Kim Jongdae didn’t know until he found himself thinking about Kyungsoo constantly. Not in a creepy way, but in a cute way that he wants to hold the other’s hand. A total nerd perhaps, but Jongdae isn’t someone who sits on the sidelines to woo someone and let them be taken by someone else. No, he’s ambitious. It’s how he got his job at a company.

Standing by the water cooler as usual during his breaks, Kyungsoo was mindlessly chatting up a conversation with Sehun. On his best behavior as always, Jongdae knows this could be his chance to have some alone time with Kyungsoo. Sehun leaves, finally leaving Kyungsoo on his own. Jongdae walks over naturally, grabbing a small paper cup before pressing the spigot of the water cooler. Giving Kyungsoo his notorious yet award winning smile, he greets the other.

“Hello Kyungsoo. It’s a very lovely morning not that I have seen your handsome face just now.”

Kylie: no I didn't call the cops, they'd call me insane like last time!

Kylie: what if he hurts yooou?!

Kylie: it's too late for me, run!

Jasmine: I'm sure that's not true! Have you taken pics of the man before? Perhaps the cops can help if you have proof!

Jasmine: He won't hurt me if I got mace with me.

     Nothing. Well, okay. A neat brow cocked in the man’s direction marks his point of interest however. Not exactly the usual type of guy he wound up next to in the morning; his usual being more aggressive men who looked less than happy to see him and prepared to kick him out. This one’s so… civil, for lack of a better word, though he doesn’t look too jazzed to see him either. Actually, the longer he inspects him from the corner of his eyes the more apparent the look on his face becomes. That’s the look of a gay man in denial. “ Are you straight or something ? “ Sangki asks, bypassing the other’s question entirely. Obviously, he isn’t straight if he slept with him, but in his experience, guys who haven’t fully accepted their identity typically don’t like being told they’re in denial. Something else about his face seemed familiar too but he can’t quite put his finger on it.