Missed Me? || JJun & Jae Ho
JJun was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how he had ended up where he was, a box laying open on the covers next to him. After Jae Ho had overdosed and they'd said he wouldn't see him again, he'd started working at the strip club that he'd taken Jae Ho to now and then, when they'd lived together, when he was his fuck buddy. Every night, just about, and it was good, so good. Working there had turned into what some would consider a regret for him, as one of the women who had entered the club had asked for a private dance, and he was turned vampire. He'd found out soon enough how to continue feeding his needs, mixing drugs with blood to find that high that he was so used to.
He'd been keeping an eye out for Jae Ho, and one of his friends said they'd found him, that he was finally out of rehab and living in a mansion that everyone knew, and that was good news, if a bit frustrating. He had hoped that Jae Ho would have made his way back to the apartment, but rehab actually worked for some people, and if he looked at it, it had been his fault. He stood up as the sun set finally, and got dressed, dark jeans and a button down, along with his high tops. He wasn't really worried about dressing up for Jae Ho, they didn't have that sort of relationship, JJun didn't do that sort of thing, after all. It didn't take him long to arrive outside the mansion, where he leaned against the gate, focusing his senses until he found Jae Ho, noting that he wasn't in the mansion, but on the way back to it, alone.
