"We have worked similar jobs, Yao. I'm sure you can understand. I do not presume, I'm just... offering assistance." Whatever that might entail. Such as the worrisome relationship there seemed to be between Xue Yang and Meng Yao.
He looked back over to the dance floor, seeing Xinjia dance with Chenglei and, ah. "I think the twinks have found him." Xue Yang was dancing with an effeminate man, boy, whatever. Jonathan was trying to figure out if he knew him, but from so far and with make-up, it was hard to tell.
"Thank you. I'll keep it in mind. If ... If I need it." He was sure it was about Xue Yang. It was probably fair. Anyone who knew him must know how unpredictable and terrifying he was. One day, he could be sweet and cute, the next he was dragging him into his murder room and torturing him. "I hope I don't."
He watched Xue Yang, dancing with the other boy, feeling oddly resigned to it. Yes, he was jealous but this was the inevitable part. He was not going to fuck Xue Yang today. Xue Yang was going to fuck him over. "He always pulls, I would imagine. Xue Yang is very handsome. He knows it too, he always makes me call him cute or handsome. He feels he deserves it."
"Hm, yeah. He asks for what he wants." Could not fault him on that. "He does what he wants and he gets what he wants."
Jonathan had certainly observed as much and heard Xinjia talk about it, because he had admired it to some degree. Wanted to emulate it, which was kind of cute. Not that he'd let Xinjia pull. Not that Xinjia wanted to, of course. "Still. I've known these punks for a year now and you are the first time Xue Yang has texted ahead of time to say he was bringing someone. There's not usually anyone. You are someone. That's special."
"I think I probably am to him, I just don't understand what it means to be special to Xue Yang." He watched him feel up the twink on the face floor and wondered if it was special that he took him here for this. Or maybe all that made him special was that he had let him live as long as he did. He saw him almost as a pet. But people did love their pets.
Xinjia turned away and waved happily over at Jonathan, bouncing up and down to the beat, generally being adorable. "You're boyfriend is cute."
He really was. "You're lucky. To be loved. I don't know what that feels like. I want to find it some day." Maybe he could find it with Xue Yang.
"I never knew I wanted it, honestly." Somehow it had just happened, when he realised he had a puppy on his hand. He smirked as he watched him bounce, charmed as always. "You know, after he passed out when he first tried killing me, the next day I told him he's taken advantage of me. You should have seen his face. Priceless. He felt so guilty."
Jonathan could be a troll as well, much as he knew Xue Yang was. Like right now, glancing Meng Yao's way every now and then while practically dry-humping that guy.
"Guilty? So he felt bad for hurting you... that's nice. I means he likes you." He couldn't say if Xue Yang liked him like that but he did wish it was the case. He watched the humping with a tired expression. He wished he could be confident that tonight would go as planned but it honestly seemed a little doomed to him.
"I believe that Xue Yang thinks all is fair and fine as long as he wants it. Even if he hurts people, it's okay because he wants it." And that was how Xue Yang's world worked. "I wish I could live like that."
"If everyone lived like that, it'd be chaos. He can only live like that because he isn't attached. Or because you care for him even though he lives like that." Which, evidently, seemed to be the case. Jonathan shrugged, then reached out to briefly touch the mark on Meng Yao's neck. "He must like you." As much as someone like that could like anyone.
Which, granted, was probably not very.
Xue Yang finally returned from the dancefloor, pulling the boy with him. "Hey~! Miss me?" He grinned at Meng Yao and sat down opposite him, pulling the boy down as well. "That's Sun Kai. And that's Yao-ge. I brought him tonight."
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He looked back over to the dance floor, seeing Xinjia dance with Chenglei and, ah. "I think the twinks have found him." Xue Yang was dancing with an effeminate man, boy, whatever. Jonathan was trying to figure out if he knew him, but from so far and with make-up, it was hard to tell.
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He watched Xue Yang, dancing with the other boy, feeling oddly resigned to it. Yes, he was jealous but this was the inevitable part. He was not going to fuck Xue Yang today. Xue Yang was going to fuck him over. "He always pulls, I would imagine. Xue Yang is very handsome. He knows it too, he always makes me call him cute or handsome. He feels he deserves it."
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Jonathan had certainly observed as much and heard Xinjia talk about it, because he had admired it to some degree. Wanted to emulate it, which was kind of cute. Not that he'd let Xinjia pull. Not that Xinjia wanted to, of course. "Still. I've known these punks for a year now and you are the first time Xue Yang has texted ahead of time to say he was bringing someone. There's not usually anyone. You are someone. That's special."
For better or worse.
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Xinjia turned away and waved happily over at Jonathan, bouncing up and down to the beat, generally being adorable. "You're boyfriend is cute."
He really was. "You're lucky. To be loved. I don't know what that feels like. I want to find it some day." Maybe he could find it with Xue Yang.
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Jonathan could be a troll as well, much as he knew Xue Yang was. Like right now, glancing Meng Yao's way every now and then while practically dry-humping that guy.
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"I believe that Xue Yang thinks all is fair and fine as long as he wants it. Even if he hurts people, it's okay because he wants it." And that was how Xue Yang's world worked. "I wish I could live like that."
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Which, granted, was probably not very.
Xue Yang finally returned from the dancefloor, pulling the boy with him. "Hey~! Miss me?" He grinned at Meng Yao and sat down opposite him, pulling the boy down as well. "That's Sun Kai. And that's Yao-ge. I brought him tonight."