Tempo's Very Special Week - Wednesday
Title: Tempo's Very Special Week
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Wednesday
Tempo zoomed into the bathroom to change out of the stupid schoolgirl uniform Ji Yong had decided they'd wear for the concert. He was hungover, his ass hurt for reasons he didn't want to contemplate, and all he wanted was to curl up at home with a bowl of instant ramyun. He flailed around with his arms over his head, yanking at the too-tight shirt that was doing its damnedest to suffocate him.
And then the door opened.
He froze, trying to see through the fabric. He heard the clicking sound of high heels getting closer, and then a long-nailed finger trailed slowly down the center of his chest. "Hi~"
Tempo leapt back. "Eun Joo?! ... You're in the wrong bathroom." He flailed his way back into the shirt. It seemed like the safest option.
Eun Joo smiled innocently and stepped forward to smooth down his shirt. "Really? But you're wearing a skirt too." She slid a hand under said skirt and grabbed his ass.
Tempo's mouth hung open. "... This is a prank, right?"
Eun Joo gave him a confused look. "What? Of course not. I just like you." She pressed against him and tilted her head up expectantly.
Tempo blinked down at her. He was tired. On the other hand, she was a girl, much prettier than Perry, and wouldn't try to shove things the size of Pusan up his ass. And he had a reputation to maintain. If the entire label wanted to boink him, it would be kind of weird to sleep with the guys and skip a sexy girl with a tattoo on her boob, right? Right.
He nodded to himself and leaned down to kiss her.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Wednesday
Tempo zoomed into the bathroom to change out of the stupid schoolgirl uniform Ji Yong had decided they'd wear for the concert. He was hungover, his ass hurt for reasons he didn't want to contemplate, and all he wanted was to curl up at home with a bowl of instant ramyun. He flailed around with his arms over his head, yanking at the too-tight shirt that was doing its damnedest to suffocate him.
And then the door opened.
He froze, trying to see through the fabric. He heard the clicking sound of high heels getting closer, and then a long-nailed finger trailed slowly down the center of his chest. "Hi~"
Tempo leapt back. "Eun Joo?! ... You're in the wrong bathroom." He flailed his way back into the shirt. It seemed like the safest option.
Eun Joo smiled innocently and stepped forward to smooth down his shirt. "Really? But you're wearing a skirt too." She slid a hand under said skirt and grabbed his ass.
Tempo's mouth hung open. "... This is a prank, right?"
Eun Joo gave him a confused look. "What? Of course not. I just like you." She pressed against him and tilted her head up expectantly.
Tempo blinked down at her. He was tired. On the other hand, she was a girl, much prettier than Perry, and wouldn't try to shove things the size of Pusan up his ass. And he had a reputation to maintain. If the entire label wanted to boink him, it would be kind of weird to sleep with the guys and skip a sexy girl with a tattoo on her boob, right? Right.
He nodded to himself and leaned down to kiss her.