Seoulstruck (Stray Kids, 18+)

Chapter 36: Red Lights

Chan sighed as he sat down in the makeup chair, the leather cold against his back in the white suit Hyunjin had designed for him. It was finally time to shoot the last part of the music video for "Red Lights," but Chan hadn't gotten near enough sleep, the makeup artist having to apply extra concealer beneath his eyes. "We'll be sure to add extra shadow," she said, Chan thanking her in Korean.

Hyunjin sat down in the next chair over, still dressed in his outdoor clothes, removing his scarf. A plethora of hickies and bruises were apparent on his neck. The exhausted producer couldn't help but stare, the idol boldly displaying evidence of copulation. He shook his head. "You need extra concealer, too, hm?" he said, Hyunjin promptly shaking his head. "I'm leaving them on," he replied. "It will be good for the video." Chan pursed his lips. "Guess it suits your image."

Hyunjin turned his body in the chair, looking over at the producer. "What's wrong?" Chan did his best not to press his fingers to his temples as the makeup artist did her work. "Sorry," he said. "I'm fine, I just... haven't slept enough, lately... alone or otherwise." Hyunjin sighed, looking down. He understood having a busy schedule and Chan's was even worse than his own, most days. "Did they at least find your replacement?" The producer nodded, slightly. "Yeah, he's brilliant, actually. We finished my last song literally in the course of a single day."

"Hm! Then be sure to bring him to Minho's rooftop party, tonight!"

Chan winced. "Fuck," he said, remembering the choreographer had planned out a big welcoming party for the two new company recruits. "Yeah, ok," he agreed, shooting the other producer a text.

Minho and Seungmin spoke amongst themselves, planning how to pan the camera as the men of the hour approached. "Looking good!" Minho exclaimed, running his fingertips over the white, cut-out suits, being sure to tickle Hyunjin's sides. The idol swatted him away, taking direction from Seungmin in a practice run. The crew were all called to the set, the pair of idols standing on either side of a split hallway, ready to start shooting. Chan's stomach flooded with anxiety, his first real music video about to begin. Hyunjin was cool as ever, his face severe as he took his position. The music began as the chorus of the song began to play over loud speakers. The pair danced in perfect synchronization, unable to see one another on either side of the wall between them. Minho nodded, watching their every move, calculating.

As the first dance shooting rapped up, it was time to shoot some hallway scenes. Hyunjin stood as a team of people wrapped red shibari ropes around him from every angle, Chan walking away for a water break. Minho approached him, patting his back.

"You're doing great out there," the choreographer said, "especially for a virgin." Chan scoffed, shaking his head and downing a paper cup of water. "I'll be better when it's over," he responded, Minho exhaling loudly. "Can't you just take the compliment? By the way, be sure to bring the newbie to my party, tonight." Chan nodded, checking his phone. "He knows." Minho noticed the Aussie's refusal to turn around as Hyunjin began shooting his solo scene. "It still bothers you?" Chan pursed his lips, not answering. "I think it was for the best, you know? You're a new idol. You'll need your freedom." Chan nodded, doing his best to ignore his feelings. "I know, I'm just... frustrated," he replied. Minho looked the producer up and down, regrettably. "Well you know I'd volunteer to help, but I've got my own thing going with the quokka. I'm sorry about the other Aussie boy. I thought for sure that would work out." Chan rolled his eyes, wishing the cat would stop talking. "Still," Minho continued, "none of this can be used as an excuse not to show up, tonight, hm? I've ordered all your favorite shit." Chan nodded, continuing to drink water until Hyunjin's shooting commenced, the sound of chains rattling calling him back on set.

Hyunjin walked off set, shooing away the staff as he accepted an air fan, heading to a hidden, secluded area of the room. Jeongin had slipped in, hiding in the corner per Hyunjin's request. "You made it, Baby Bread," he said, smiling and stroking the model's jawline. "Jinnie, you look... amazing," Jeongin said, his heart pounding at the sight of his boyfriend in the white suit. The idol smiled, enjoying being oggled at by the younger man. He quietly began to unzip his pants. "Quick," he said. "I only have until Channie's done with his parts before I need to be back, but I've been blue all morning." Jeongin nodded his head, closing his eyes as he wrapped his lips around Hyunjin's already hard cock, the idol sighing as he held his boyfriend's hair in his fist, pumping to the beat of the song playing in the background.