the lipstick jongin didn't mind. it was a nice reminder, grounding him, a brand of his own to wear. tonight wasn't about work; perhaps, in a deviant way, their own interpretation of a date night.
"don't say that. i'll lose my appetite," he countered with a playful scrunch of his nose. jongin had a hand on the small of joohyun's waist, guiding her towards a private booth -- their backs against a solid wall, looking out, a paranoid's seat, just like jongin. he ordered a rum and coke for himself, and a watermelon vodka for joohyun. alcohol does nothing to them anyway, but it was for show.
"you don't even have to talk to them, see. people are already looking at you." jongin sat back, a perfunctory jealousy loosening in his chest but he knew better. vampires always had something to their pallor that was tempting to humans. "choose your pick. usually the ones alone are the easiest." jongin leaned closer to his wife, breath tickling the shell of her ear. "take a deep breath. find the distracted ones, someone you can slip in and out of without being detected. let them think it's safe to come over here. have a drink. and that it's safe to come outside, with us."
jongin always preferred to go for females when hunting. usually mid 20s to early 30s with non-descript appearance. the woman in a plain dress and modest heels, he mused, his trained eye said secretary, faint smell of coffee and printer ink on her wrist, her eyes would look tired if not for the kohl expertly drawn over it.
but jongin did not offer any suggestions to joohyun. this hunt, she could decide for herself.
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Date: 2017-03-01 03:37 am (UTC)"don't say that. i'll lose my appetite," he countered with a playful scrunch of his nose. jongin had a hand on the small of joohyun's waist, guiding her towards a private booth -- their backs against a solid wall, looking out, a paranoid's seat, just like jongin. he ordered a rum and coke for himself, and a watermelon vodka for joohyun. alcohol does nothing to them anyway, but it was for show.
"you don't even have to talk to them, see. people are already looking at you." jongin sat back, a perfunctory jealousy loosening in his chest but he knew better. vampires always had something to their pallor that was tempting to humans. "choose your pick. usually the ones alone are the easiest." jongin leaned closer to his wife, breath tickling the shell of her ear. "take a deep breath. find the distracted ones, someone you can slip in and out of without being detected. let them think it's safe to come over here. have a drink. and that it's safe to come outside, with us."
jongin always preferred to go for females when hunting. usually mid 20s to early 30s with non-descript appearance. the woman in a plain dress and modest heels, he mused, his trained eye said secretary, faint smell of coffee and printer ink on her wrist, her eyes would look tired if not for the kohl expertly drawn over it.
but jongin did not offer any suggestions to joohyun. this hunt, she could decide for herself.