drear | venus, planet of love

[For King, sex wasn't anything that had to be complicated. As far as he was concerned, it was just another fun thing to do, like jumping out of planes or drag racing. He liked to be upfront with people about not looking for anything serious, but even with such disclaimers, he still wound up getting in trouble with all sorts of people who seemed to think repeated bouts in the bedroom meant he was getting serious. Luckily, He Ming wasn't one of those people, which made him one of King's current favorites, and when He Ming slid up next to him, King shifted to accomodate him, grinning.]

I always have time for you, you know that.

[He planted a friendly kiss on his cheek as if to prove his point, before an idea struck him.]

Have I mentioned that you always have great timing? I'm working on a project right now and I think you'd be perfect for it.

[ Getting comfortable with one arm around King's waist, He Ming sways into him, already more than tipsy and flush with drunken energy. ]

I do have great timing, thanks. [ But with that said, He Ming calls out to one of the servers returning to the bar with an empty platter and asks for two rounds of shots.

He returns his attention to King a second later. ]

What kind of project? Is it... a bedroom project?

[He Ming was a great load of fun and fantastic in bed, and he seemed to have no scruples about who knew that or that his mind was usually only on one track. He hummed thoughtfully at the question, turning to He Ming more fully.]

I have a stalker who you might be able to loosen up. I've seen him a few times and still don't know his name. Think you'd be able to help me?

A stalker? Shouldn't you call the police?

[ He Ming doesn't push it, though, since King is... still alive. So he's probably fine. ]

If you spot him, I'll defend you.

He doesn't seem too bad. Just repressed and rude.

[Two things that He Ming should be very adept at handling, which was why King was willing to gamble on bringing him into this to help him out.

He leaned into him, grinning.]

So more so than defending me, maybe you can make a case for him to stop stalking and actually get to know us.

Oh, okay. I can do that.

[ Though he is distracted for a moment by looking at King since he's so close. He can't help it, pretty people are pretty. The server returning with the shots doesn't help him in his concentration, either. He Ming takes his and holds the other one out in an implied offer. ]

So where is he?

[He clapped He Ming on the back with a big grin, glad that he could count on him in this trying time. Also, he would drink to that. He took the shot with a grin, pressing a sloppy kiss to He Ming's cheek affectionately.]

He was by the bar last time I saw him-

[King straightened, before pointing.]

That guy over there. The one with the sour looking face.

[And speaking of sour faces-]

Your brother here with you?

[ The smell of alcohol is more welcome than anything; He Ming laughs again as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Craning his neck to look back in the direction King is pointing, he smacks his lips loudly. ]

Ooh, yeah. But he's cute!

[ As for his brother... He Ming shrugs. ]

I think he's here somewhere. He's not good at talking to people though.

You're way cuter.

[He slapped He Ming's butt instead of pinching his puffy cheeks like he wanted to, grinning at the other guy. While some might write it off as flirtatious, King was serious. He Ming was adorable whereas his mystery stalker guy had a far more solemn hot vibe about him. ]

Well, whatever, guess it's you and me. I can approach him first if you want to back me up?

[ He Ming cackles, loud and unrepentant, at that slap, and turns just enough to wrap an arm around his waist. ]

Yeah, yeah! I'll be your reinforcements.

I knew I could count on you.

[To reward him, King pressed a kiss to his cheek sloppily before getting them both over to the bar. He deposited them both onto a stool, a bit sloppily, laughing as he got their limbs all in order. In the end, he got He Ming onto the stool with his arms still wrapped around his waist, and he turned to his odd stalker with a theatrical, wide eyed look of surprise.]

Hey! Fancy seeing you here! Are you still following me around?

[ Having set himself up at the bar with a drink and a desire to watch the baseball game on the screen above the shelves of bottles, Jun is ready to be alone.

But of course, with his luck, that doesn't happen. He hears voices and then one familiar one that immediately makes the hair on his arms stand up. ]

I'm having a drink.

[ Jun slowly turns just to glower at him. ]

What do you want. [ And who's this guy he's pulled along? Some other victim? Jun glares at him too. ]

[ Oh, he's really cute close up! He Ming bounces on the stool and in King's hold, scooting forward to lean forward and raise his voice. ]

I'm He Ming! What's your name? King told me you didn't, uh, wouldn't tell him.

A drink here? Of all places? What a coincidence.

[King beamed, the glower wasted on him. He lived with Min-Joon, who could glare with the best of them, and it had never bothered him. It wasn't going to start now.

He let He Ming address his stalker, hoping he'd have better luck with him than King was, since He Ming tended to disarm people with his friendliness and cuteness. He flagged down the bartender instead to get more shots.]

[ Ugh. As annoying as King is, and as weird as his ability (whatever it is) seems, this new guy seems... well, harmless. Chirpy, loud, but lacking ulterior motives. ]

I don't feel like satisfying his annoying ass. [ Jerk of his head at King. ] Why are you friends with him anyway?

He has good traits!

[ Reaching back, He Ming squeezes King's shoulder. ]

As I'm sure you do. If you tell me, we can get to know you more. And we'd all like that.

[King would be offended that his stalker seemed to warm up more to He Ming, but really this was going better than what he had expected. Most everyone liked He Ming, which was why he made such a good honey pot.]

Hey, you started off by stalking me first. You don't get to call me annoying.

[He pulled a face, before resting his chin against He Ming's shoulder, beaming at the praise.]

Maybe I should leave you two alone? He seems a lot nicer to you than he is to me.

You can stay.

[ Jun rolls his eyes, but he really did start following King first and he makes a small allowance even though he feels like he's going to regret it. ]

But you're going to have to earn the name.

[ Great! So King's making strides, and He Ming can to. He bounces slightly in his seat and grins at the stranger. ]

How can I earn it? Buy you a drink? Make King do something embarrassing?

[The stalker's generosity was unexpected, bringing a small grin to King's lips as he raised one of his shot glasses to cheers him, handing the other to He Ming. He downed it quickly enough as He Ming listed surprisingly tame ways to earn his name, King setting the glass down and resting his chin against He Ming's shoulder.]

It's rare you don't offer something raunchier off the bat.

[ At that, Jun's expression becomes even more suspicious. He locks eyes with King, then He Ming in turn to try and parse if that was serious or a joke. ]

How 'raunchy' are you talking about?

[ He Ming almost falls off of his stool laughing, though he's admittedly tipsy. After collecting himself he leans in close to King's stalker. ]

Oh, he just means I like to have some fun. And I'm trying to break him in slowly. [ He directs his latter sentences at King, though he sits up straight to preen a bit and give the stranger a better chance to look at his body and bare neck and collarbones. ] You should be gentler with your new friends.

[Was his stalker actually interested in the offer? He turned to bury his face into He Ming's hair to stifle his laughter, letting out some ungainly snorts as He Ming mentioned he just liked to have 'some fun'. Talk about understatement of the century.

Still, he leaned back to let He Ming preen, instead trying to look chastised at He Ming's scolding.]

You're right, you're right. [He turned back to his stalker, looking contrite.] So can I get you a drink to toast to our friendship?

[ He meant sex, didn't he. And a surface read of their intentions suggests that it was a serious offer. Suppressing another sigh, he decidedly averts his gaze from the blonde's posing. ]

Fine. [ A deeper read suggests that the two are weird and too interested in partying for his preferences. Jun stares at his hands as he listens to their thoughts, disguising the moment by looking as hesitant as he was before. Well, he is deep in thought. Just thoughts that aren't his own.

After the moment, he ultimately finds that they seem harmless. Just too flirty. Finally he gives in, because they don't seem like they'll leave him alone any time soon, he should at least make it more tolerable for himself. ]

Shots.

Shots!

[ Almost cheering, He Ming elbows King and slips off the stool in his enthusiasm. Since King offered, he can buy them, while He Ming grins and leans on the bar right in front of the stranger. ]

Will you give us your name now?

[ While talking he bends his leg so he can rub a foot against King's leg. Footsie it is not, but he's trying. ]

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