#jonginxkai

Purely for the sake of creating rumors, wanting to throw her name into the media again and being annoyed with the fact that her schedule was so packed up that she could hardly ever plan anything out with friends, months prior to this day Sooyoung had contacted a male escort going by the name ‘Kai’. Initially she just booked him a couple of times for public dates, again purely to create some rumors, but ended up becoming more interested in the whole escort-lifestyle and, even though she had booked him a couple of times already but just never got to the point of asking anything about it, she wanted to find out more about it. Were there any standard rules every single escort should follow or know about, what did they need to be careful of, how big were the chances of getting in a dangerous situation.. She wanted to know it all and now she decided that this would be the topic of their current ‘date’, as she felt like there wasn’t anything else she had to tell or ask about that day. Questions needed to be answered, though she had realized that, just like herself, Kai wasn’t the easiest either, so the model wasn’t sure whether or not he would want to even talk about any of this - however she still wanted to give it a shot, like she always would. Being told once that this topic could not be discussed wouldn’t make her stop immediately anyway.

his sexuality had never been a problem back in the states. not because there wasn’t prejudice against him or people like him, but mostly because ethan had always had a stable support system to fall back on. there was never really a coming out moment for those that were close to him. his parents seemed to have known from a young age that ethan was a child who had more than enough love to give and constantly wore his heart on his sleeve. it was easy for them to connect the dots to see what kind of young man he would develop into. they don’t have to know about the truth, about the different types of masks he has to wear at school to even try to fit in a bit better. he was just like the rest of them, all rich kids raised in the same private school system, but even then he had always been the odd one out. it didn’t help that he was the only asian kid in the class and that his parents looked nothing like him and it especially didn’t help that he received constant praise from teachers for his grades. the whole being gay thing ( pan he would fiercely argue ) didn’t help to cool down the whole situation but in the end, who was he to care about the opinions of others when he had a loving home to return to? 

coming to korea was a shock, to say the least. although he grew up in a more liberal environment he wasn’t a stranger to more conservative fields of thought. however, his new “mother” was on the more harsh side of the conservative spectrum. the words she had thrown at him the day she found out that he was as straight as a slinky shouldn’t be said out loud, to another human being or not. for a while now he’s just been left to his own devices, but with the holidays coming up it means more opportunities to show him off like the prize she thinks that he is. despite all that ethan refuses to take it. it’s why he shows up twenty minutes late with his fingers interlocked tightly with those of another male. he shoots his mom a bright smile ( the smirk hidden in it ), knowing that she can’t cause a scene in this environment. 

as he grabs two flutes of champagne for the two of them he sets them down on one of the bar tables in front of them and is practically squealing in excitement, “god did you see her face? totally worth it. i could see the steam coming out of her she was so upset. we should head over in a bit and we can make the formal introductions in front of her and her friends. i’m sure she’s trying to clear up any misunderstandings right now and feeding them bullshit.” 

Confusion: One muse forgets who the other is! Is it a joke? Or real?

Jinwoo surprisingly wasn’t an easily aggravated man. He took most things in his stride but this wasn’t what he had been expecting and it had thrown too much of a hitch in things. “What the fuck do you mean?” He had to be hearing Kai wrong, they’d met plenty of times. In very intimate ways. The boy knew who he was, could pick him out a line up easily, knew more about him than a lot of people did. So why he was now standing her like he had no clue who he was, as if Jinwoo was a complete an utter stranger was beyond him. It was either some sick joke or something was going very wrong. “Hey, look at me. You fucking know who I am alright. Dunno if you’re trying to be cute or not right now but if this is a joke I will beat your ass, got it?”

send me a rumor about my muses ! //  accepting.

sex+romance headcanons!

🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch?

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A night like any other is what it should have been. The usual client with enough of a stuffing in his wallet to pay for his services - without prior notice even, but you can’t really expect people to care about how difficult they can potentially make the life of an escort - and for Papillon to actually gather his seven things and go to the location given to him by said client.

Dear Kai,

I have.. maybe close to a billion questions I’d like to be answered, but I’m well aware they will probably get too personal and you’ll refuse to answer them. You’re much alike myself with such things, very persistent, which I can appreciate but it could also be very frustrating. Luckily I haven’t bothered to ask certain questions yet, so the frustration isn’t very high yet, but that’ll probably come someday. I really enjoy your company, I know people with a profession like yours are supposed to be good at that but it seems to be coming so naturally for you that I can’t help but feel fascinated. There’s something about you, or quite possibly the persona you’ve put up, that makes you very interesting. Your knowledge of people is very impressive and I admire that a lot. I don’t mind spending so much money on someone just to hang out with them, even if that’ll mean I have to spend my very last bit of it on you. I’ve found myself thinking the money is well spent, though I definitely hope that at some point you’ll dissmiss the money and consider one of your regulars to be a friend or acquaintance instead. Who knows, maybe someday I’ll make that a goal of mine. You might want to prepare~

when he woke up that morning, he couldn't shake the feeling that something strange was going to happen and he couldn't understand why. it had settled in his chest the minute he opened his eyes, stealing whatever of the little peace that he had to begin his day with, making him feel on edge. perhaps it was the fact that he'd been drinking the night before or the fact that he was scheduled to meet up with a potential client sometime around noon, but neither of those made sense to him. he's drank heavily plenty of times before and the worst is that he'd woken up with a terrible hangover- which wasn't the case today. as for the as for the second reason, it made a little more sense, but not really. it was a standard out-call. He was going to consult with his client about their tattoo and then proceed to give them their tattoo if they came to agreement. simple right?

however, the minute he stepped into the nearly empty restaurant, something screamed wrong at him. walking closer to the only person in the vicinity save the staff, he couldn't help the familiarity he felt, he paused. 'it couldn't be-' he thought to himself trying to brush off the rising memories. the mural, his bright smile, the trouble that he had gotten into for it. he shakes his head in order to rid himself of the idea before sitting himself across from the stranger, ordering himself a coffee when a waitress stops by. he leans back and clicks his tongue, resting his arm on the back of his chair. "so, you're kai?"