Juntae walked through the open door and was greeted by all sorts of scents and a heavy bass. Never in his life did he think he'd end up at a strip club. At a strip club looking for someone he was interested in at that.
"Well aren't you a new face? Oh, aren't you that actor, Kim Juntae?" she said with a gasp.
Soon eyes were on him instead of the stripper up front. Juntae was soon surrounded by a bunch of fans, both male and female.
"Hey, pay attention to the stripper. They work their asses off to provide you with entertainment and you completely forget about them when a celebrity enters the picture? Pathetic." Juntae spat before leaving his seat at the bar to get closer to the stage. "Keep going."
The stripper glared at Juntae then realized the crowd had come back over. Juntae looked around in hopes of spotting Keonhee. He hoped his friends hadn't given him the wrong place. Keonhee yawned as he walked himself over to the bar. The bartender instantly knew his order.
"What's with the crowd?" asked Keonhee as he sipped on his alcohol free drink.
"That actor Kim Juntae came in. Don't know why." they said as they stared at the crowd.
It took a moment for it to register in Keonhee's mind. Juntae was here. But why? To humiliate him further? Just as he moved to head back, they had locked eyes. Juntae squeezed through the crowd and blocked his path.
"What." said Keonhee flatly.
"Look, I'm a certified idiot. Ever since we first met I really thought you were just another one of those no good strippers. You're different though. I know this sounds cliché, but after hanging out with you all, it's clear." said Juntae with a hopeful look.
"Don't think you can sprinkle some pretty words and I'll be on my knees begging you to fuck me." spat Keonhee. "Now let me pass."
"Not until you agree to get dinner with me." said Juntae firmly.
"If I say no?" challenged Keonhee.
"I'll kidnap you." he half joked.
"What a bluff. I'll go, just for the food." said Keonhee before pushing him aside.
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Keonhee checked himself over in the mirror then heard someone laugh.
"You don't usually pay that much attention to your looks. Found someone you like?" a staff member asked.
"No. I just wanted to look nice." Keonhee said.
The staff member left it at that as Keonhee got up to leave. It was obvious he was making himself look nicer for someone. Juntae checked the time and wondered if Keonhee had ditched him.
"There you are." said Keonhee with folded arms.
"Hop in." said Juntae as he gestured to the car in front of them.
Keonhee climbed in and was surprised at how expensive it looked. Did the rich get to experience this on a daily basis? He couldn't help but feel impressed.
"What are you in the mood for? American? Thai? Italian?" Juntae asked.
"Mmm, street food is fine really..." mumbled Keonhee as that was what he usually ate if he was eating out. Though they were more like snacks than a meal. "Street food..."
"Then street food it is. Do you have a place in mind?" Juntae pressed.
"The one near my place. It's really good. Mmm, now I want a salad." muttered Keonhee as his appetite started to grow.
Juntae looked at Keonhee who started out the window. He had expected him to ask for expensive things to get payback, but was genuinely surprised at the turn of events. Keonhee really was different. He glanced down then wondered if it was okay to at least put his hand over his.
"What are you staring at?" asked Keonhee, scaring him out of his thoughts. "What are you getting scared for?"
"Ah, it's just nerves. I've never had street food before. Haha..." lied Juntae before avoiding eye contact.
Keonhee cupped his face and had him look at him.
"I don't like liars." Keonhee said seriously.
"I assure you, I did not lie." said Juntae as he held Keonhee's to pry them off.
Keonhee froze as he couldn't help but notice how smooth his hands were compared to his own. He curiously started to inspect them, forgetting Juntae's presence. Juntae quietly watched him as he didn't want to disturb him. It was certainly a strange moment, but it was the gateway into a blooming friendship.
