#bendhell

[lambify]

reverse [ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen, kunho buying yejun a drink :]

(I'm too lazy to log into the multi just tag it pls)

Kunho's laugh is bright. Far too bright he imagines Yejun (@bendhell) would add for a man who drank that much the night before. His back is to Yejun as he fixes up a coffee; he doesn't ask for his order, settling on an iced americano complete with bougie glass straw. He finally turns, sliding it across the counter to a fairly hungover looking Yejun, complete with a side of a single (1) banana, and painkiller. “ I'd offer you hair of the dog, but you look pretty ruff as it is. You hungry? ”

[lambify]

A tsk leaves pink lips as he nudges Yejun's side with his leg, unaffected by his typical whining. “ I can see your hesitation, the couch gets wiped down . . . sometimes. ” Whether or not that's the truth, he won't offer more; he's spoken to Pepper about it often enough. He stares at the phone a second longer, typing a few syllables, deleting them and typing once again. “ Stroke? Are you insane? ”

There's a silent understand between the two to not talk about Minwoo's turbulent relationship woes, but it's only Yejun who won't say his name out loud. “ Oh -- no, it's not Kai. He's still abroad, something about events, and branching out the businesses . . . I don't think he'll be back for a while. ” He's not shown his face in the club in weeks either way, a relief really considering how often Sungyeol had been scoring free drinks from the bar. But the overarching threat of his appearance lingers over Minwoo every single day. “ I met someone. ”

❝ you caught me, honey. i'm just here to stare at your tits trying to bust out of that tight little crop top all night. ❞ yejun moves from his spot once minwoo moves the papers next to him and plops down on the leather couch with a huff. he tries not to think of the vile things that could have taken place on this couch — there's other rooms for those sorts of activities, he knows, but he wouldn't put it past some of these guys to get it where ever they could.

shaking the thought from his head, he leans against minwoo's shoulder. the man fumbling with his words alarms him slightly, and he tilts to look at him.

❝ are you having a stroke? ❞ he blurts out before following the man's gaze to his phone. it's impossible to see what he's doing at this angle, but the fact that minwoo was distracted by his phone makes him think the worst. ❝ ...who is it? ❞ he doesn't say his name, but he knows minwoo will understand what he's asking. though minwoo didn't tense the way he normally would when hearing from him, so perhaps yejun is just being overprotective.

[bendhel]

[bendhel]

[youthslost]

it's been so long since I was here but I still adore all of these characters and lwj in particular has been rly scratching my brain lately so..... I'd like to maybe perhaps return to writing him..... if anyone is interested.......

*taps the mic*

is this thing on

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[lambify]

“ Darling, you tell me every time but you always come back. ” He doesn't look up from his phone when Yejun enters, scrolling a blank messaging app for the umpteenth time in hopes that a message from a stranger would pop up. Dejected, once again, he finally drops his phone on the couch beside him, gathers paperwork and pulls up his legs to make a little space, should Yejun want to join him.

Thanks to Kitty's recent habit of actually showing up for work, ( thank you Sungyeol, maybe? ) he's only behind the bar tonight. “ I think you like checking on me. ” His moods a far improvement from the day before, so much so that he can barely hide a smile as his phone buzzes with another notification. “ I could always swing by your place ~ ” He trails off mid sentence, reading the notification: “ ~ get the - sorry what was I saying? ”

[ unknown number: ] Hello, it's Jiwon! Did you get home alright?

@wingached <3

yejun has spent a lot of time in clubs in his life. he's used to the heat, the bright lights, the bumping bodies, the smell of alcohol and perfume that permeates in the air. it's familiar to him, comforting, in a way.

and yet, whenever he enters velvet, his skin crawls.

it is luxurious to the untrained eye, but with the knowledge of the depravity that goes on, he has a hard time ever feeling truly comfortable in the establishment.

it's early in the night when he enters. only a few of the most dedicated regulars are in the building -- it's mostly other staff he passes by on his way to the back, garment bags slung over his shoulder. still, he feels eyes on him. he quickens his step until he's shoving a thick velvet curtain to the side and makes his way to the male dancer's change room.

minwoo is there as he'd expected, sitting demurely on the couch. yejun sighs a breath of relief.

❝ have i ever told you how much i fucking hate coming in here? ❞ he crosses the room to the clothes rack, hanging up the garment bags before he sits himself down on one of the makeup chairs. his face twists in a repulsed expression. ❝ seriously. i don't know how you do this every night. ❞