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Namgyu slaved away at the bar, already pissed off as su-bong asked for his tenth free drink of the night. He couldn’t say no, however, he wanted to please the purple haired rap star. Even if it meant risking his job.
“Namsu, my boy! Another round, please?” Su-bong chirped, lazily sliding his empty glass to the bartender.
“You got it, su-bong…”
“Is something up? You’re usually shouting at me by now, babe…” Namgyu’s face flushed at the term of endearment.
No, get a hold of yourself, Namgyu. He’s drunk and probably doesn’t understand anything he spills out of his mouth.
…
“I’m fine, just tired.”
“Awh man… I could help with that, yknow?” Su-bong grinned devilishly.
“You asking for a quickie while I’m on the clock?”
“Maayybeee… but my offer still stands! I can give some killer head, dude!”
“I think I’ll pass, I’d rather not get fired. But if you got any blunts we can pass around, I’ll gladly meet you outback.”
“Nope, none today… sadly. But that dork with the curly hair and glasses looks like he might have some!” Su-bong pointed over to a mysterious, unkempt man… a man namgyu found strangely attractive.
“Him? He looks fresh out of school, dumbass.”
“Well, we won’t know until we ask him!”
Su-bong stood up, making his merry way over to the man. Namgyu couldn’t hear the conversation, but he knew it was bad if Su-bong was the striking up drugs to a total stranger.
It took a few moments, but Su-bong shockingly returned with the man.
“Got him! He hasn’t got any good stuff, but he says he could do with some drinks from a sexy twink working here!”
“He’s putting words in my mouth!” The man quickly defending himself, his face redder than a tomato within seconds.
“Right… well, I’m Namgyu. This here is su-bong, a complete faggot and dumbass.”
“You wound me, baby boy.”
“Don’t fucking call me that!” Namgyu hissed, blushing out of same despite his hatred for the nickname.
“I- I’m Yong-Sik.”
“Heeeeyyy… I recognise you! You’re the- wait, no I don’t… sorry, dude.” Su-bong’s stupidly drunk words made Namgyu face palm, but it also made him slightly aroused at how mischievous the purple haired one could sound while being a total idiot.
“I’ll, Uhm… can I just have a blue margarita if you do any…” Yong-sik stuttered, avoiding Namgyu’s scrutinising gaze.
“Of course, on the house… since su-bong seems to fond of you.”
“No, dude! Don’t be a pussy. Namsu, we’ll take the strongest drinks you’ve got!” Su-bong quickly interrupted, throwing an arm around Yong-sik that made the shy man blush furiously.
…
“I don’t feel so good…” Yong-sik whined as he quickly vomited into a dumpster behind the club.
“Su-bong, I told you to take it easy on him!”
“You made the drinks namsu!”
“Stop calling me that! And I thought they were for you, not the lightweight!”
Namgyu hissed, tense at su-bongs annoying behaviour. He sighed, taking out a cigarette and lighting it before taking a drag.
“You’re both fucking idiots…”
“He loves us, Yong-sik! That’s code for he loves us!”
“I think he wants us dead, thanos…”
“Same thing, whatever. Just fuck a few loads into him and he’ll be needier than a cat attached to its owner!” Namgyu’s face flushed, so did Yong-sik’s.
“I- I don’t think…”
“No! We’re not doing this, su-bong!”
“Please, baby! Just one time? You never let me cuck, you never let me be open, and you never let us try gangbangs or threesomes!”
“Because it always ends up with one of us so sore they we can’t walk! And that’s always me!”
“I… I don’t mind trying. But I won’t if neither of you want to…” Yong-sik whispered, more to himself than the obviously in denial couple.
Namgyu sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“Fuck it… you know what? Once, we do this tonight and only tonight.”
“Yes! Oh my god, I love you, Namsu!” Su-bong screamed like a little girl, luckily the city had gotten quiet and the club was closed so nobody could hear the embarrassing noise.
“I was lying, fucking loser!”
Namgyu then turned and left the two drunkards alone, enjoying the disappointment he caused.