Like Twins

After a while of sleeping on that damn floor, Hwoarang's back was really beginning to get sore. A good massage would fix that; maybe he could blow a bit of his cash on one of those. He had woken up at a quarter to ten and immediately scrambled to get dressed and rushed down to get food before the hotel stopped serving breakfast. That was weird. Why hadn't BT woken him up? Oh well, maybe he'd have to start setting the alarm.

Wearing black jeans and a wrinkled long-sleeved shirt, the Korean made his way down into the usual area to find his group. They were easy to find - not exactly the kind of guys that would blend in to a crowd - but the Blood Talon wasn't among them. What was worse, was the two redheads seated on either side of Jin. Since when did those bitches have the nerve to hog his man? Didn't they have their own dicks to worry about? Hwoarang scowled and grumbled curses in his mother tongue as he dropped into the only remaining seat at the table. Right between Hiro and Kazama. Peachy.

So that was what it came down to? When BT wasn't there, Hwoarang was left to sleep in and lose his seat? Something had to be done about that, but he was too tired and hungry to bother thinking. The waitress was quick that morning, lucky thing, considering he had maybe five to ten minutes left. He made his order and then turned back to the others. "Where the hell is Blood Talon?"

Jin smiled over at him. "I dunno," he said with a shrug, "he wasn't there when I woke up at half past five." He took a sip from his glass, then quirked a brow. "Why?"

"Maybe," Babo piped in, "the monster ate him. Hiro turned into a monster again and went out looking for him."

As unnerving as it was sitting next to Hiro when they mentioned that thing again, the Korean knew better than to take anything they said seriously. Hiro confirmed that when he spoke boredly between sips of his coffee, "I didn't eat him."

Did BT take the money and run off? Nah, Hwoarang couldn't imagine that guy so obsessed with playing leader would abandon the group after working so hard for control. He sighed and glanced over at Kazama. That selfish prick thought he was too good for the rest of them. The Korean wondered if that guy had ever even gotten laid in his self-absorbed lifetime. "Hey, ice princess, how are you this morning?"

The guy continued eating, not sparing him a glance. There had been no reaction from that Japanese by the time Jin spoke up again. "Were you looking for Blood Talon?"

After watching Kazama for a few more seconds with contempt, Hwoarang turned his attention to Jin. "Yeah, I was." When a glass of fruit juice landed in front of him, he turned and thanked the waitress and then took a quick gulp of the stuff. "What do you do when you wake up at five? Go frolicking on the roof with Hiro's wild side?"

"That could have been fun..." The Japanese mused, then shook his head. "I train, of course. Did you think I became the most awesome person on the planet by birth?" He laughed lightly, then went back to finish up his drink.

"Arrogant dick..." As much as Hwoarang tried, he couldn't fight the amused grin pulling at his mouth. The guy had to be doing that on purpose. Clearing his throat, the Korean looked around the table for someone to bother. Maybe if he was enough of a jerk, he could get rid of the ones he didn't like. When he caught sight of Babo's little lover staring into his/her plate and sobbing, Hwoarang leaned on the table and considered whether or not it he should be cruel. "Hey sweetheart, what's the matter?"

Doormat Yankee sniffed, looked at him with tears in his/her eyes, then shifted closer to Babo, trying to pull their sides together. "Where's Boss? I wanna go back to our room and eat candy!" He/she muttered.

"Yeah, there's an idea. Why don't you two go eat that candy before it decides to rise up and eat you. I've lost many good men that way." Hwoarang sighed, and gazed at Jin, for lack of anything better to do. In no time he had to look away from that man to avoid gawking.

Babo put an arm around Doormat Yankee, but didn't seem to pay much attention. After looking up at his red-haired companion for a bit, the small Japanese shifted his attention to Hiro with a pout and a visible quiver in his lip.

For a few moments, Hiro managed to ignore it, but eventually his indifferent gaze lifted to land on the girly boy. He put his coffee down and motioned to the nearest waitress. "Excuse me, miss, can we get a colouring book and some non-maneating candy, please?" When the waitress nodded and went away, he went back to drinking his coffee and ignoring the others.

Now that was just plain hilarious. Hwoarang laughed loudly and leaned back in his chair, calming down only when he nearly toppled his chair over too close to Kazama. He straightened himself out, still grinning as he gazed between the two. "Now that's something I'd kill to see! Devil Hiro the nanny! I could make a fortune pitching that idea!"

Having finished his drink, Jin got up off his seat. Walking calmly around the table, he stopped behind Hwoarang. His hands soon rested on the Korean's neck, and he leant in to whisper in an ear, "I've been meaning to ask you something..."

There was no way that could be good news, was there? The Korean stiffened at the words, but knew he shouldn't get too far ahead of himself. Hell, maybe Jin just wanted to know if he had food on his face! Hwoarang turned his chair a bit so he could look at the Japanese easier. "If it's about that threesome, forget it."

Jin smirked. "Who would have known you being so conservative?" His fingertips explored the warm Korean skin, and took a good look of Hwoarang's body while he was at it. "I don't think you want me to ask you in front of everyone..." He hinted with a wink.

Couldn't argue with that. If the guy intended to compromise his pride in some way, he'd appreciate it not happening in front of people he hated. Pushing to his feet, he cast a pointless glare in the doormat's direction, and then started walking away from the group. "Good, I've been looking for an excuse to get away from those fucktards."

Walking beside him, the Japanese slid a hand under his shirt, running his fingertips over Hwoarang's hip. When they had walked well out of hearing range, Jin moved so he could look the redhead in the eyes, sliding both hands under the shirt. "I should return one of your questions from yesterday, the other way around."

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather beat around the bush some more?" Feeling that man's hands on him was enough to make him move closer and slip an arm around the other man's waist. After pecking the man on the lips, he quirked a curious brow. "You can turn anything around on me you want, big daddy."

"Right now I feel more like slamming my dick into your ass," Jin breathed, "but there's that pesky 'breakfast' thing in the way..." The raven-haired man forced a smirk, then swallowed. "Well, what I intended to ask you: If you don't have to share at all, I don't fuck, kiss or even grope anyone else... would you put out whenever you turned me on?"

"If I agree to that..." Hwoarang had to struggle to contain his delight at hearing Jin suggest an actual relationship! Who would have thought that guy even knew what the word meant? The Korean cleared his throat, trying not to just jump on the guy right there. "If I agree," he repeated, "does that mean I even have to put out when I get pissed at you? What if you get turned on by something while I'm asleep?"

"In a word, the answer to all such questions would be..." Jin smirked, then placed a quick kiss on the Korean's lips. "Yes." He pulled their bodies closer together, then added in a seductive whisper, "don't worry, Hwoarang. I'm fully capable of waking you up... it's not like you're going to get fucked in your sleep... unless you want that, of course."

Okay, not quite the answers he was hoping for. "What if I say, 'yeah it's a great idea, bending over whenever you wanna get your rocks off', and then after that I get pissed off and tell you to fuck off?" He nuzzled Jin's neck and playfully gave it a little suck.

"Well, even if you put out when you're pissed at me, I can hardly expect you not to tell me off while you're angry, can I? So I guess we'd have to have the agreement that you can tell me to fuck off, but I can fuck you anyway." Jin let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "It might not sound normal, but it works for me!"

Bastard. That had to be some kind of joke. If that prick thought he could get away with jerking him around, he had another thing coming! Hwoarang curled his lip up into an indignant sneer. "Okay, let me get this straight. If I put out whenever you want me to, you won't grope, kiss, or fuck other people? Sounds to me like that gives me the freedom to sleep around if I want to. Well, I guess that's equal enough give and take."

"Yeah, isn't it?" Jin smirked, withdrawing a hand to graze the redhead's cheek. "You get to sleep around if you want to, but whenever I want you, you bend over. So that's a deal, then?"

"No, it's not a fucking deal! Were you raised by fucking wolves? Relationships aren't 'deals', you jackass! Not sleeping with other people is supposed to be a given, not a goddamn negotiating item!" Hwoarang stopped to take a deep breath when he realised he was attracting the attention of strangers. He turned around and started walking away from the object of his current fury. "I'm going to eat breakfast."

"Alright." Jin said with a shrug, then walked back towards the breakfast table. As they neared it, it seemed the others were leaving. "Zekkai!" The Japanese said with a smirk, "the obnoxious, spoiled dog just got boring. Still have those toys that need to be put to good use?"

Again, he was doing that on purpose! Hwoarang growled and kicked a chair over. No way he could sit down and eat something after that. He turned to the others, tempted to use someone else to make Jin jealous, but even if that would work, he knew the only ones he'd tolerate would reject him in a second flat. "Fine, see if I fucking care. You two filthy whores belong together." That said, he turned and stormed off to the exit.

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This is a collab, written together with Chlover. You can find her author profile here:
http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=26260