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Lightcannon Week, day 5 fic!

Prompt: Rebound

Title: By the End of the Week

Rating: T

Length: 2.7k

AO3: link

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Synopsis:

“So, how long do you think the rebound will last?”

“Oh, they’ll be broken up by the end of the week. Did you see Garen dragging Lux off? I bet he’s chewing her out right now, reminding her what a red flag looks like.”

. . .

Freshman Year of College, Fall Break

Two months after they fell hard and fast into a whirlwind relationship, Lux invited Jinx to spend a week in Demacia. They arrived at the Crownguard Estate to find that Lux’s family had arranged a welcome-back party, but Jinx didn’t feel very welcome as Garen dragged Lux away and left Jinx to wander...

 

“Have you seen that girl she brought home?”

The Crownguards' massive-fucking-house had a proportionally massive-fucking-restroom, big enough for a small clique of women to touch up their makeup together inside. At least, that’s what Jinx inferred from the multiple voices chattering behind the closed door. All she wanted to do was take a leak, but Jinx had to wait for these chicks to clear out before she could claim the space. Leaning back against some of the fanciest floral wallpaper she’d ever touched, Jinx sighed, crossed her arms over her chest, and settled in to wait.

There was a highly-polished grandfather clock tick-tick-ticking at the end of the hall. The clock was about two feet taller than her and probably worth more than her childhood home. Tapping a finger against her arm to the pace of the ticking, Jinx entertained herself by perusing the details of the intricate woodwork. However, she swiftly grew bored of this observation and rerouted her attention to the bathroom gossip.

“I know, right! I’ve been waiting for someone to bring her up!”

“When Lux said she’d found someone abroad, I thought she’d bring home a Piltovan gentleman. Maybe a doctorate student with a tweed suit and a designer watch collection! But her…”

“I know, right!”

Jinx’s finger, still subconsciously tapping, slowed and went still.

Those chicks were talking about her, weren’t they?

“Where do you even think she found that girl?” The voice paused briefly, and Jinx heard a click like a compact closing. “She can’t be a university student. She looks more like… I dunno… someone you’d find at a cheap club, dancing to something crass.”

“Maybe that’s how they met?” another voice suggested. “After the breakup, I bet Lux was looking for some fun to take her mind off things…”

“… So she got drunk at a club and let the first person who pounced on her take her home!” The prior voice exclaimed.

Another woman snorted derisively. “What a way to pick a rebound,” she scoffed in a high, scathing voice that reminded Jinx of a pissed-off sump mosquito. “Speaking of which, did Jarvan ever say why he broke up with her?”

“I haven't heard anything…”

Conversation briefly petered off as the women waited for anyone to step forward with information. When it was clear that this line of inquiry would go nowhere, one of them posed an easier topic of gossip.

“So, how long do you think the rebound will last?”

“Ha! They’ll be broken up by the end of the week," the woman with the annoying mosquito-voice declared confidently. "Did you see how Garen dragged Lux off the moment she walked through the door? I bet he’s chewing her out right now, reminding her what a red flag looks like.”

“Yeah, he’ll set her straight,” one of her cronies agreed. “I almost feel sorry for that girl. It’ll be awkward for her here once Lux dumps her.”

“Lux is pretty nice, so she’ll probably book her an early plane ticket back instead of keeping her here for the full break,” another suggested.

Jinx curled her lip. What a bunch of slime-brained, maggot-ridden dummies. They’d barely seen Lux and Jinx interact, but they thought they knew enough to put an expiration date on Jinx’s romance?

… And, yeah, sure, they’d made a lucky guess about Lux meeting Jinx at a club instead of on campus. But Jinx was a student, just like Lux, and they were making plenty of not-club-related memories together!

One of the women sighed. “I can still barely believe it,” she mused in a tone that sounded genuinely confused. “I get that the breakup was rough for her, and we all know she was feeling rebellious when she chose to go to Piltover for school, but bringing a girl like that home?”

“You’re one to talk,” said mosquito-voice snidely. “Remember when Keith dumped you in high school, and a week later you were caught making out with the vagabond who sold weed in the parking lot?”

“Nooo!” the woman wailed. “Urgh, you just had to remind me! I was trying to forget about that!”

"We’re all just glad you came to your senses,” one of her friends said more kindly. “What happened to that guy, anyway?”

“Hmm? Oh, I have no idea. This is the first time I’ve thought of him in years.”

“I think I read about him getting imprisoned,” mosquito-voice snipped.

“Well, that makes sense for him,” the other woman sighed. “This is a depressing topic… Hey, we should think of a nice guy to set Lux up with once she pulls herself together!”

“Yeah,” one of her friends agreed. “Just because she’s going through a phase doesn’t mean we should give up on her! Tess, you have a single brother, right? Is he hot?”

Gritting her teeth, Jinx shoved herself off of the wall and stomped down the hall.

There’s gotta be a bathroom in this massive-fucking-house that isn’t full of buzzing little sump-bugs.

 

. . .

 

Long after she’d left the gossip-room behind, located another piss-bowl in that maze of a house, and gotten her business dealt with, Jinx felt like she could still hear that grandfather clock tick-tick-ticking in the back of her mind. It felt like a timer, as if some part of Jinx were counting down to a moment of truth.

Tick-tick-tick-tick…

“Ha! They’ll be broken up by the end of the week.”

“Shut up,” Jinx muttered to no one in particular under her breath.

Rather than returning to the ballroom – an entire fucking ballroom! Who even had those anymore? – where the welcome-back-party was trundling on in boring splendor, Jinx wandered the halls without direction, working out her nervous energy through pacing legs. In one corridor, she found herself walking under another tick-tick-ticking clock...

"Did you see how Garen dragged Lux off the moment she walked through the door? I bet he’s chewing her out right now, reminding her what a red flag looks like.”

Lux’s brother had looked grim when he’d dragged Lux away. His eyes had narrowed with distrust when he’d looked at Jinx.

Balling her hands, Jinx shoved them deep into her pockets. That was the only safe place to keep her hands, considering how much she suddenly itched to punch a clock. Or a mirror. Or maybe someone’s face.

Would Lux be upset if Jinx smashed one of her friends or family’s faces in? Was a tendency to smash faces one of those red flags Garen was warning Lux about? Would Lux break up with Jinx immediately after the face-smashing, then send her back to Piltover alone, and then forget about Jinx in a couple of months after one of her friends set her up with someone’s brother? What then? Would Lux even think about Jinx after that, or would Jinx become a rare afterthought?

"Jinx? Oh, I remember her. Knowing what she was like, I'd guess she's in prison for arson or something like that right now. Honestly, I haven't kept up with her at all. It's for the best. That was such a weird part of my life; I'm just glad it's over!”

Tick-tick-tick, sang a very punchable clock from somewhere around the next corner.

Jinx flexed her pale, wiry hands, drawing them tensely out of her pockets. Zoning in on the ticking noise, she stormed down the hall, picking up her pace as she rounded the corner, and…

… ran face-first into Lux’s chest.

“Oh!” A pair of pale, tender hands gently grasped Jinx’s shoulders to steady her. Jinx’s brain felt stuck as she tipped her head back to meet shining, sky-blue eyes and a warm, summery smile. “There you are,” Lux said joyfully, her smile stretching beautifully wider as she gave Jinx's shoulders an affectionate squeeze. “I’ve been looking for you!”

“… Hey,” Jinx replied halfheartedly after a moment of lag-time.

Lux leaned down to press a lingering kiss to Jinx’s forehead. Although she craved more contact, hungry to cling and keep, Jinx didn’t chase Lux as she took a short step back and offered Jinx a rueful expression. “I’m sorry about the surprise party,” she said with a sigh. “I know you wanted some alone-time to relax after the airport.”

Jinx shrugged, shoving her hands back into her pockets. “The party’s stupid, but it’s fine,” she grumbled.

Lux’s grin wilted. As her eyes flicked slowly over Jinx’s face, Jinx felt like a germ getting studied under a miscroscope – a sick, dying germ. Lux’s brows pinched together with concern, and her lips parted to voice a question.

Rather than giving Lux the chance to point out her mopiness, Jinx cut in, “What did the big guy wanna talk with you about?”

Lux blinked, perhaps startled as Jinx’s question derailed her from her own. Then, a bitter, irate expresion clouded her face. “Nothing important,” she huffed. “I love my brother, but I hate when he tells me how to live my life. Garen would prefer if I let him make all my decisions for me.” Shooting Jinx a wry grin, she traced a fingertip under Jinx's chin, sending a faint shiver through Jinx's body, and added in a purr, “It’s a good thing you’ve been giving me lessons in autonomy. It’s been nice to make some decisions he wouldn’t approve of.”

Lux looked enraptured as she grinned at Jinx, like someone under a spell. Her attention was flattering, enticing even, but... spells weren't meant to last, were they?

“… we all know she was feeling rebellious when she chose to go to Piltover for school…”

“… going through a phase…”

Tick, tick, tick…

Jinx folded her arms, clasping her twitching fingers tightly over her biceps, and nervously turned her head away.

Lux looked closely at Jinx again. This time, she voiced her question before Jinx could cut her off. “Hey, are you feeling alright?”

Jinx dug her nails into her skin. “I’m fine.”

“Jinx.”

Fuck. Damn it. That was Lux’s I-know-there’s-something-you’re-not-saying-and-if-you-don’t-tell-me-what-it-is-I’m-going-to-be-cross tone. Jinx bit her lip for a long moment, not meeting Lux’s eyes.

Then, hesitantly, Jinx posed a question.

“Lux… what do you like about me? Aside from the fact that I piss your brother off?”

If Lux was surprised by the question, she didn’t show it. She reached forward, gently tucked a flyaway of Jinx’s bangs behind her ear, and said, “You’re cute, creative, and by far the most fun person I’ve ever met. I feel good when I'm with you. I feel free.”

When Lux’s hand lingered by her face, Jinx dared to lean her cheek against it, savoring her touch. Lux's hand felt far more grounding than Jinx's own restless legs, so anxious to pace-pace-pace to the tempo of a ticking clock. “Do you think you would’ve been interested in me if we’d met before you and your ex split?” Jinx followed up.

Lux grinned coyly. “If you and I had met earlier, my previous relationship would've ended much sooner.” With a tilt of her head, she added, “Now, I don’t suppose you’ll tell me what brought these questions on?”

“… Just overheard some gossip,” Jinx admitted, turning her head so that she could hide her grimace and half-muffle her voice against Lux’s hand. “Your old pals were yakking about how I’m your rebound. How you only picked me ‘cause you were feelin’ rough after your ex dumped you. They were making bets on whether we’d last the week, now that big brother's around to 'set you straight.'”

“…”

After a long moment’s silence, Jinx cautiously met Lux’s eyes again.

Oh, fuck, she looked mad!

“Who said that to you,” Lux asked in a low, dangerous voice. “Who called you a rebound?”

Damn, that tone did funny things to Jinx's insides. The sight of Lux getting angry on her behalf did make Jinx feel a little better, in a tingly, guy-twisting way. Reassured by Lux’s passion, she said with feigned dismissiveness, “They didn’t say it to me directly. I think there were four or five of ‘em crammed into one of the restrooms. One of them had a kind of high, whiny voice, but I didn’t stick around to see them.”

Lux let out a long breath. “I’ll find them and deal with them later,” she promised darkly in a way that made Jinx feel a pinch of giddiness despite the night’s insecurities. “But for now… First of all, I want you to know that my ex didn’t break up with me. I dumped him, and my mind felt clearer that day than it had felt in years. The only reason we'd gotten together in the first place was because my brother asked me to give him a chance, but I knew I couldn't live by Garen's suggestions anymore if I was ever going to be free.” From the pride in Lux’s voice, Jinx could have no doubt that what she said was true. “Second… I would’ve hoped that the care I’ve given you in these past few weeks would be enough to show you that you’re not just a rebound to me, Jinx.”

At Lux's dour tone, a wave of guilt washed over Jinx. Was Lux disappointed in Jinx for not having more faith in her? Did she feel slighted by the way Jinx had clearly been affected by the gossip she’d overheard?

Jinx hadn’t meant to get all gloomy about it! She didn’t want to feel like her relationship was on a timer! She just…

… she just wasn’t very secure about these sorts of things, considering how many friends and family members had left her behind.

Jinx winced when Lux leaned forward again, not wanting to see disappointment on her partner’s face. However, Lux kissed her forehead again, slowly and gently, and said in a soft, sad whisper, “I’ll try harder to show you what you are to me. I’m sorry I’ve let you feel this way.”

What? Lux felt sorry? Lux shouldn’t feel sorry! “You’ve been great, Sunshine!” Jinx quickly insisted. “The best! I just…" Jinx hesitated. She hadn’t explored her past with Lux yet, aside from some very brief anecdotes about people she used to know. Jinx had preferred to stay in the moment, to try and enjoy being with Lux instead of drowning in the ghosts that haunted the back of her mind, but this relationship wouldn’t last if she couldn’t open up, would it? "... I’ve always had trouble with keeping people I care about around. It’s… It’s really easy to believe that people are gonna leave, even when I’ve got someone awesome like you sayin’ that you care.”

“Oh, Jinx…”

Now Lux looked even sadder!

Way to go, Jinx!

Maybe this hadn’t been the right time to allude to her depressing past.

However, Lux’s gaze softened as she murmured, “Thank you for being honest with me. I always want you to feel safe telling me when you feel insecure. Is there anything I can do to help?”

… huh. Maybe depressing honesty didn’t completely suck.

“It’d be kinda nice if we could ditch this party and cuddle in your room,” Jinx suggested hesitantly. “And maybe we could... talk about stuff more?”

Rather than being bummed out at the notion of leaving her parent’s houseparty, Lux graced Jinx with a smile that shone like the sun. “I think that sounds like a perfect way to spend the evening.”

 

. . .

 

Later that knight, after they'd cuddled and chatted in the security of Lux's room, Jinx felt closer to her partner in more ways than one as she rested in a sleeping Lux's arms. 

Lux had been adamant in telling Jinx how much she cared about her, damn the suggestions of her family and recommendations of her friends. They'd fallen fast, but they were good together, weren't they? They had fun. They were happy. 

But they were so, so different too, the nasty voice in the back of Jinx's head relentlessly reminded her. This is just the beginning of a week that will remind Lux what world she came from, and how little you fit in here.

Somewhere in the room, a clock was tick-tick-ticking. 

Placing a hand over one ear, Jinx nestled more firmly into Lux's side and, slowly, drifted into a fitful sleep.

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The Dark Carnival - Twice x Reader Part 1

AU fic about the League of Villains as members of a 1920’s traveling circus/carnival, and everywhere they go, people tend to disappear. Each chapter will feature a new Reader getting mixed up with one of the members. This is a dark fanfic so please don’t expect happy endings!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Smut. 18+. Gender neutral reader (they/them pronouns used to describe them). Twice’s split personality manifests itself as his ventriloquist dummy as this AU has no quirks.

The sky was already dark when you reached the temporary gate erected to mark the entrance to the traveling carnival. You’d followed it through four states so far, though you lost it once in the desert and missed a couple of performances before finding it again. They could be a slippery group at times. 

Six months ago, your best friend Marie had joined you in visiting the strange carnival that suddenly appeared in town. She’d become enamored with the fire dancer, an alluring man covered in scars, and agreed to meet him in his tent after the show. She was never seen again. 

You were certain he’d done something to her but you had no proof. When you’d confronted him in the next town they performed in, he’d laughed and said he didn’t even remember her. His arrogance infuriated you, so you decided to follow the carnival for as long as it took to find evidence that he was up to no good. 

The carnival workers chased you out of the grounds each night at closing time, and your many attempts to sneak back in had been thwarted. They’d even involved the local police in keeping you away after hours. They all knew exactly what you looked like, so they knew to watch for you. The thought crossed your mind to hire someone else to sneak in, but if anything happened to that person, you’d feel terribly guilty. 

Now, you’ve followed the carnival to another small, rural town and bought your tickets to see the various shows. You always watched the fire dancing show, of course, to look for clues, but it was usually scheduled for later in the evening. As you wandered around the grounds eating cotton candy to kill time, you bumped into a familiar, and very welcome, face. 

“Oh, you came again,” a friendly voice said, sounding genuinely happy to see you. 

A man stood in front of you, a broad smile on his ruggedly handsome face. His button down shirt had the sleeves rolled back to his elbows, displaying his muscular forearms. He wore a cheap bow tie and dark suspenders. In one hand he held a lit, half-smoked cigarette and in the other, he held a ventriloquist dummy that bore a striking resemblance to him. The dummy even wore a matching outfit. The only major difference in appearance, aside from being a doll, was that its face seemed angry - a stark contrast to the man who always seemed happy. 

“Hey, Jin,” you said to him. “Getting ready for your show?”

“Yeah, just going over some lines with Jimmy here. He gets mad if I mess up.”

You laughed, having grown accustomed to Jin’s silly jokes by now. While following the carnival the past few months, you’d had the chance to talk to the ventriloquist quite a bit. His kind but slightly awkward demeanor and crazy sense of humor had charmed you, and now you found yourself hoping to run into him each night just to enjoy more of his company. There was one problem, however…

“Damn straight I get mad,” a harsh voice barked. “You’re an embarrassment, Jin!” 

Your gaze dropped to the dummy, whose face was tilted toward Jin, its angry eyes glaring at him. The voice appeared to come from the dummy, but you knew this was just Jin using his ventriloquist skills to throw his voice. You’d witnessed him throwing it much farther, to the point that his voice seemed to be coming from several feet away from him. It was an impressive ability, one you wished he would use for something better than berating himself for laughs. 

Jin looked at the dummy with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, Jimmy. I’ll do better tonight.”

You leaned down to be eye level with the dummy in his arms and said, “Cut Jin some slack, will you? I’ve enjoyed every performance I’ve seen!”

Jin grinned at you. “Really? Thanks!”

The dummy’s head turned toward you sharply. “You’ve got shit taste then,” it said in a voice very different from Jin’s. 

“Jimmy! Don’t disrespect a fan,” Jin told the dummy in a reprimanding tone. 

You gave an uneasy chuckle and patted Jin’s shoulder, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. “Don’t worry, this little rascal could never convince me you don’t have talent.”

A faint blush crept across Jin’s cheeks as he smiled at you. “Aw, you’re flattering me.”

You smiled back and waved as he walked away. You had already admitted to yourself, weeks ago, that you’d developed a crush on Jin. You’d sworn to yourself that you wouldn’t let it be a distraction from finding the truth about Marie’s disappearance, but lately the man was taking up more and more space in your mind. 

For the next half hour, you roamed the carnival grounds, observing the people enjoying the rides and games. It was all very familiar to you by now. Though the carnival was never set up exactly the same way twice (you suspected the terrain had a big effect on where certain rides were placed), there was an overall pattern you’d come to recognize. The tents with the shows that required tickets were always clustered near the center, so that guests would almost certainly have to walk by them at some point and hear the barkers calling out promises of wondrous things waiting inside the tents. 

It was impossible to see all the shows in one night, but the carnival usually stayed in each town for three nights before moving on. Naturally, you’d seen every show multiple times by now. You always watched the fire dancing show, but you also never missed Jin’s ventriloquist show. So when the time came for it to start, you were among the first people to walk into the brightly lit tent. You chose a seat in the front row, as usual, and waited for the show to begin. 

When the curtain on the small stage rose, Jin was sitting in a wooden chair, Jimmy on his lap. There was a lit cigarette between Jin’s lips, the smoke slowly curling up toward the ceiling. Jin’s eyes passed over the audience, and you thought you saw a brief smile when he spotted you. 

“Quite a crowd we’ve got tonight, Jimmy,” he began. 

The dummy’s head turned to look over the audience just the way Jin had. You knew Jin’s hand was moving the head, but practice had made him very smooth about it. Then you heard the deeper, slightly rougher voice he used for Jimmy say, “All the other shows must be full tonight.”

The audience chuckled, delighted by the way Jin’s lips didn’t seem to move at all when Jimmy spoke. 

 The rest of the show went on in this manner, with Jin making fairly innocuous comments and Jimmy using them to make fun of Jin. It was a self deprecating style of humor that always made people laugh. You’d laughed too, though sometimes you felt Jin was being too harsh with himself through Jimmy. 

After the show was over, you stood up to leave. It was almost time for the fire dancing show, and Jin usually did one more show after a quick break. Just as you reached the tent’s exit, you felt a warm, firm hand on your shoulder. You turned to see Jin standing behind you. He was slightly out of breath, as if he’d jumped down from the stage and ran to catch up to you. Jimmy sat alone in the wooden chair on stage. 

“Uh… I wanted to ask you,” he said, though his voice died away as a few more people walked by. His face was slightly red. He looked embarrassed. 

You waited until the rest of the audience cleared out, then you smiled and said, “Yes? What did you want to ask me?”

Jin looked at the ground. “I… was wondering if… you’d like to come see me in my tent later.”

It took a moment for you to grasp his meaning. He wasn’t just inviting you to come and chat with him in his tent. You’d talked to enough guests and carnival workers to know that performers often invited people to their tents after hours for sex. From what you’d heard, this was a common, and mutually enjoyable, occurrence. Naturally, you’d asked around about Jin. Apparently he very rarely asked anyone to his tent, if at all. 

Of course you’d asked about the fire dancer, whom everyone referred to simply as Touya. The carnival workers usually laughed and said something along the lines of, “Touya? Oh yeah, his tent gets a lot of traffic!”

But now, standing in front of Jin, you felt a heat creep into your face as you thought it over. Did you want to be intimate with Jin? You’d be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t thought about it. You’d even felt disappointed that he hadn’t invited you already. His face only got redder as the seconds ticked by in silence. His eyes shifted nervously to your face, and perhaps he noticed your own embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have been so forward,” he said. 

“It’s alright, Jin,” you replied, now looking at the floor yourself. “Actually, I’d like to come see you tonight.”

You glanced at his face, and found him beaming. He suddenly hugged you, and the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around you sent shivers of excitement up and down your body. He pulled away just as suddenly and headed back toward the stage, where Jimmy was waiting. 

“Come just after closing time! I’ll let the guys out front know I’m expecting you!”

You nodded and waved to Jin as he jumped up onto the stage, then you left the tent. 

Face burning, you walked almost absentmindedly to the tent where the fire dancing show took place. You watched it, but your mind was elsewhere. It wasn’t until the show was over and you were sipping a cold soda that a very important fact dawned on you: Jin told the guys out front to let you back in after hours, which meant no one would be chasing you out! This was your chance to poke around and find some evidence that Touya was up to something!

You mulled over this realization as you waited for the carnival to close down for the night. You wouldn’t leave Jin hanging. You wanted to be with him after all. But who says you couldn’t look around afterwards?

As the rides shut down and the lights went out, you felt nervous and excited at the same time, for lots of reasons. You filed out with the rest of the guests, but a few minutes later you went back to the gate. Two carnival workers were standing nearby. One of them had a crowbar tucked into the back of his pants. They both approached you as you reached the gate. 

“Jin is expecting me,” you told them, hoping they couldn’t tell you were blushing. 

They glanced at each other, then stepped aside and motioned for you to come back in. You gave them a nod as you passed back through the gate. 

The grounds were dark and quiet. You saw a few people milling around but you couldn’t tell if they were carnival workers or guests who’d been invited to someone’s tent. You kept your head low and walked to Jin’s tent. 

You’d been inside it before, when you’d complimented his bow tie and he’d wanted to show you his collection. Looking back, he’d been very awkward and nervous that night. He probably wanted to sleep with you back then, but didn’t have the courage to ask. 

This time, you quietly pulled the thick fabric apart and stepped inside. You immediately heard voices, so loud and so frantic that you worried Jin was being reprimanded for some reason by another performer. But as you listened more closely, you realized it was just Jin and Jimmy arguing. He must have been practicing lines for tomorrow night’s shows. 

“I’m telling you, Jin, that person is no good! They’re gonna ruin us,” he said in Jimmy’s voice. 

“You’re wrong,” Jin replied. “They like me! They’d never do anything to hurt me!”

“Keep telling yourself that, you naive moron!”

The conversation sounded bizarre, even for Jin’s act. Was he… talking about you?

You decided to make your presence known before things got any weirder. You stepped forward, making sure your footsteps were loud enough to get Jin’s attention. 

He looked up at you from the small cushioned chair he was sitting on. Jimmy was, of course, on his lap. “Oh, there you are,” he said in a cheerful voice. He stood up, carrying Jimmy with him, and crossed the length of the tent to reach you. 

“Were you practicing your lines again?” You asked the question in a friendly, casual tone, hoping to dispel some of the discomfort the conversation you heard made you feel. 

Jin laughed. “Nah, Jimmy and I just disagree on a lot of things. It happens all the time.”

You chuckled awkwardly then changed the subject. “The carnival sure gets quiet after all the rides shut down. It was almost eerie.”

Jin didn’t seem very interested in keeping up the small talk. He took your hand and led you over to his bed. It was a small, fold away type that had wheels attached for ease of movement. You supposed that was to be expected for someone who stayed on the move. The two of you had room to sit down side by side, Jimmy still in Jin’s arms. 

You were both blushing as Jin leaned over and kissed you on the lips. It was a brief kiss, but when he leaned in for another, you placed a hand on his chest to stop him. 

“Uh, should you put Jimmy somewhere else?”

Jin looked embarrassed as he stood up. “Right, sorry!” He stepped over to a small dresser and sat the dummy down, its back leaning against a dirty mirror and its face looking straight at the bed. “You don’t mind if he watches, do you?”

Assuming Jin was making one of his usual jokes, you answered with one of your own. “I don’t mind, as long as he doesn’t want to join in.”

Jin laughed. “Don’t worry about that! Jimmy doesn’t like you.”

You knew he was only joking, but the comment still caught you off guard. “He doesn’t?”

Jin gave you a grin as he sat on the bed beside you again. “I told you, he and I disagree on a lot of things.”

You couldn’t help smiling. “I take it that means you like me?”

He pulled his suspenders down over his shoulders and undid his bow tie as he kissed you again, this time more slowly. “Oh I like you a lot,” he murmured, and his voice seemed to vibrate in your ear. You wondered if it was a ventriloquist trick, but you didn’t have time to put much thought into it. Jin was unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a sculpted chest and abdomen that made your entire body feel electric. 

You helped him pull off the open shirt and your hands quickly moved to his belt, suddenly overcome with the urge to see more of him. At the same time, he was working at the buttons of your own shirt. Within minutes, both of you were naked and clasped in each other’s arms as you sank onto the rickety bed, you on your back and Jin on top of you. The bed rolled a few inches, and you both froze, then the two of you laughed. 

You wrapped your arms around Jin’s neck, pulling yourself up so that you could kiss him more deeply. At one point you looked over his shoulder and your gaze fell upon Jimmy, who sat staring at you. His large glass eyes were narrowed in his perpetual frown, as if he strongly disapproved of the scene taking place in front of him. Without a word to Jin, behind his back, you held up your middle finger to the dummy. Then you went back to kissing Jin. 

The feel of Jin’s muscled body pressing onto yours was incredible. His hands explored every part of you, his fingers nimble and skilled from years of making the dummy’s head and arms move. When his tongue found one of your nipples, you almost cried out in pleasure. All of his awkwardness had been replaced by passion, and you couldn’t get enough of it. 

He slid down, his hard body rubbing yours, and leaned back on his knees in front of your open thighs. Then, gently, he lifted both your knees until they were up near your head, almost folding you in half. You felt yourself blushing again in this incredibly vulnerable position, all of you on display. But Jin’s lusty eyes gave you confidence. He wanted you. The large erection between his legs was proof of that. 

Jin leaned down and buried his face in your groin, licking and sucking your most sensitive parts. You moaned and grasped his short hair with one hand, the other gripping the thin sheets around you. He continued relentlessly until you were on the very edge of release, then suddenly stopped. You whined at the loss of pleasure, looking up at Jin pleadingly. He was licking his lips as if he’d just enjoyed a fantastic meal. Then, he scooted his hips closer to yours, and slowly pushed his massive cock inside you. 

The sheer size of him was almost enough to make you cum on the spot. He easily reached all the deep spots that made you feel good. But when he started moving, carefully and gently at first, a new feeling emerged. From the depths of your being, you felt Jin’s affection for you. He was taking such care to make sure he didn’t hurt you, to please you, and it made your heart feel full. Everywhere his hands touched, you felt sweet warmth. 

Jin gradually increased his pace, apparently using your moans and gasps to guide his movements. You threw your arms around him again, pulling him into a deep kiss, savoring the smoky taste of tobacco in his mouth. He gave another deep thrust, and it pushed you over the edge. 

The two of you came within seconds of each other. When you looked up, Jin was panting on top of you, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his toned body. He smiled at you, and you kissed him once more. Minutes later, you fell asleep, all thoughts of investigating Touya the fire dancer long forgotten. 

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lowkey still pisses me off tbh cause they’re shitty nosebleed seats and i still paid over $200 each for two

That’s not dynamic pricing dummy 🤣 40 million people signed up for the Canada presale and you think you would be able to score $200 tickets if dynamic pricing was on??? I don’t think you understand what dynamic pricing is

Yeah I was gonna say $200 seems cheap

Concert tickets in general aren’t as cheap as they used to be unless the artist is small

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