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“I want to speak to the manager!” Jisung thought he was being funny. In all honesty, he really wasn’t.
“That would be me.” Chan announced as he looked up from his MacBook.
“Right. Can you explain to me what the fuck you think you’re doing?” Jisung lifted the MacBook off from Chan’s lap and replaced it with himself instead.
Chan sighed as he wrapped his arms around Jisung’s waist. The youngest couldn’t go five seconds before getting touched starved. Jisung didn’t need to explain what he was talking about, Chan knew perfectly well what he was trying to bring up.
“You’re blowing this out of proportion Jisung, it’s just a harmless YouTube show. We really need to be promoted more and this show is a great way to make us more well known in Europe.” Jisung shifted in Chan’s lap as he wrapped his arms around his neck.
“Still, wouldn’t it be a bit weird to you know...date a fan?” Changbin snorted as he watched Jisung lick his lips, a habit the youngest did whenever he was feeling nervous.
“I think you’re forgetting that we aren’t going to date the fan for real. It’s just a show. We’re just going to hold hands with them or what not and then that’s it. It’s not like we’re going to have sex with them or something.” Chan let out a giggle.
“Never say never.” The words earned him a punch from Jisung.
“I just don’t want to share you guys with anyone” Jisung mumbled as he buried his face in Chan’s chest.
“You’re such a softie Jisung. I can’t believe you really thought you would be able to top us. You’re the most submissive person I’ve ever seen. You wouldn’t even be able to top a teddy bear.” Chan high fived Changbin which only made Jisung more offended.
“I could totally top someone!” Chan snorted at the words before doubling over in laughter.
“Why don’t you try to top our fan then?” It was supposed to be a joke but somehow Jisung ended up taking it as a challenge anyway.
“You know what? Maybe I will! Maybe I will dick down our fan and then you two will be the jealous ones!” Changbin just rolled his eyes before picking up Chan’s MacBook again to continue working where he left off. Jisung was starting to sound like a delusional fan when it should be the other way around.
“By the way Chan, do we have any information about the fan that we’re going to see?” Chan hummed in reply.
“I think his name was Hyunjin or something-”
“That name would sound pretty rolling off my tongue” Jisung smirked which made Changbin side eye him.
“You don’t even know if he likes us that way. Maybe he just likes our music. I also find it hard to believe that anyone would like you in that way Jisu-”
“That’s not what you thought when you were balls deep in my mouth!” Jisung yelled as he threw the hotel’s pillow in Changbin’s face. Chan had given up on trying to get them to stop fighting. If they ended up killing each other then that would really only benefit Chan’s bank account since he wouldn’t have to blow his allowance on cheesecake for Jisung and triple sets of the same black outfits for Changbin.
“Apparently it wasn’t even the guy himself that applied. In the email it said that his friend Seungmin had signed him up for this. I’m pretty sure he told Hyunjin after though, right?”
The three of them shared a look of concern.
“Oh right, by the way…” Jisung and Changbin hummed simultaneously.
“It says that his favorite song from 3racha is WOW.” Changbin let out a scream as he tried to suffocate himself with the hotel pillow.
“Great, that can only mean two things. One; he has a shit music taste, or two; he’s really kinky.” Jisung smirked at the discovery.
“We’re not going to try to find out which one of them is the correct alternati-”
“We definitely are.”
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Being just the tiniest bit lost from where he was sitting alone in the corner of some pub that he’d forgotten the name of in a town he’d never been to before, Hyunjin didn’t appreciate the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him. He knew what was coming before the stranger had even opened their mouth. Another love confession. He had not flown over all the way from Korea to England to get picked up by some drunk lad that probably had a breath that reeked of Nandon’s chicken. All he wanted was to watch the 3racha show in London in peace and then cry because of post concert depression, was that too much to ask for?
“Not interested”. Hyunjin made sure to not even lift his eyes from his phone to really amplify his words, really twist the dagger in whatever poor girl or boy’s heart that he had just broken. He didn’t get why people still bothered trying to ask him out. His affection, heart and body was something he saved for his three favorite people on planet earth. People called him delusional all the time but it wasn’t his fault. Hyunjin knew that this was a phase that would pass over sooner or later but whilst waiting for his infatuation with 3racha to end, there was no harm in daydreaming about his favorite idols bending him over a desk or popping up in front of him like three wonderful genies.
“Hmm?”
“Is that so?”
“Say it to our faces.” Hyunjin scrunched his face up when he heard three different voices. He didn’t have time to let the confusion set in before he felt his chin being tilted upwards by long and slender fingers.
The sight had him blinking an unnecessary amount of times and his jaw refused to close after it fell open in shock.
“Excuse me Hyunjin, but do you have a boyfriend?” Jisung broke out into a big grin as Hyunjin felt himself slipping out from his chair.
“Yoh, Jisung, shut up. You’re going to scare him away.” A voice announced that sounded awfully a lot like Changbin. Hyunjin choked and tried to spin around so fast in his chair so he ended up almost falling before he felt a muscular arm wrap around his torso.
“Be careful. We don’t want you to break. Yet.”
Hyunjin remembered smiling at Chan’s words before his vision turned black.
“I guess Seungmin didn’t tell him after all.”
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“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Hyunjin stirred a bit before cracking open his eyes.
“Is this heaven?” He asked as he blinked away the dancing spots of dust behind his eyelids and watched as Jisung’s face came into view.
“No this is a hospital. You passed out. How are you feeling?” Hyunjin snapped his head up at the voice and furrowed his brow when he saw an unknown person standing with a camera.
“I’m okay. What’s going on?” He turned to Jisung again who was seated on a plastic chair beside his bed. Chan and Changbin was nowhere to be seen.
“Your friend Seungmin signed you up for this YouTube show called “Blessings for you”. He said you were a diehard fan of 3racha, is that true?” Hyunjin couldn’t help but to blush when Jisung smiled at him. He gave a curt nod which made his black hair fall into his eyes. Jisung felt his heart skipping a beat at the sight.
“Basically the show gives one lucky fan a chance to date the members of their favorite group or trio. If you agree to the offer then you would get three days, one day for every member, to basically do whatever you want with us. As long as it’s pg13, of course.” Jisung didn’t need to know that Hyunjin wanted to suck his dick and he hoped that he hadn’t seen the very explicit imagine he had written down when Jisung looked at his phone before he had passed out.
“That sounds amazing.” Hyunjin choked out and Jisung smiled as he brushed away the hair that was getting in the way of Hyunjin’s eyes.
“So what do you say? You can of course say no, don’t feel obliged to say yes just because I’m he-”
“Yes! Of course I want this. Yes, yes yes!” Hyunjin screamed as he jumped out of the bed only to wrap his arms around Jisung’s neck, completely forgetting the fact that he was being filmed.
“Great.” Jisung pulled away from the hug and stretched out his hand towards Hyunjin.
“I’m J.One and I’m going to be your boyfriend for the day! Nice to meet you.” Hyunjin enthusiastically shook Jisung’s hand.
“I’m Hyunjin and I’m going to be the subject of your dreams.” Jisung didn’t want to ask what kind of dreams he was talking about in front of the camera but he was pretty sure that he could figure it out himself by the look Hyunjin was giving him.
The pg13 rule was definitely going to be harder to follow than what he had expected.