An accomplished flirt

"Miw!"

No reaction.

"Miw, for fuck's sake, what is this?!"

Finally, Miw came around the corner, frowning and still drying her hands from washing the dishes. Neo had been the cook today and was now allowed to chill. Or get a heart attack.

"What?"

Neo pushed his phone right into her face: "Did you know anything about this?"

Miw pulled back a little to get a better look at the screen. It was apparently a video of Shin, who took his place in front of the camera right, preparing for ... something.

This something was music, which started and whoever held the phone, shook it slightly with the rhythm until Shin started to move. And oh lord did he move.

He was moving with the rhythm.

There were winks.

There was a hip thrust.

And who the hell had taught him the body roll?

"What the fuck? Did you teach him?"

Neo shook his head so fast, she was amazed he didn't get dizzy.

"Why should I? He never asked and I'm happy if he keeps a low profile. Don't need him running around, seducing people left and right like that."

"So, how?"

Neo grumbled, hating he had to give a negative answer to that: "I don't know, okay? Do you think he was always able to do that and hid it from us?"

"I've seen him dance", Miw responded with a frown, repeating the video again and again, "That's not the same person."

"It is. I mean it's his blog!"

"And who's holding the camera?"

Both of them looked at each other.

What the actual fuck??

~~~

Shin was bored, okay?

Here he was, living in the city to work during the week without a chance to see Neo and Miw. Or weeks, right now. So much had been going on and the weather had been bad and he hadn't had a chance to go back. Now he was in his flat, waiting for PP to come over.

PP had moved to the city some months ago, using the chance to work for Shin at his company, which was way better than working on the island. Especially after working for Boss John. The residents didn't forget that and it got all a bit awkward.

They'd become friends by now. Shin was happy to have him by his side and knowing someone who knew what he'd gone through. And PP had given up his crush on Shin, enjoying their friendship. He was also chasing after two guys at the same time, Shin was sure of it. The last time they'd gone out, he'd seen PP flirt and he was suddenly happy he'd never been the one to receive this kind of flirting because he would have combusted. It didn't matter if he liked PP or not, but he'd blushed and died of too much blood in his head, he was sure.

Shin wasn't sure if PP had been like this the whole time, and had been soft to him, or if it had been an effect of the city.

While waiting, Shin went through his dashboard on Instagram, liking whatever he scrolled past, just for the sake of it.

Suddenly he stopped. Was that ... was that PP?

It definitely was PP who smirked and winked towards the camera, as if he could charm someone's pants off through the camera. What the hell? Then he started dancing, thrusting his hip towards Shin as if he'd personally attacked it. And the body rolls ... Shin couldn't look away from those body rolls. Was it even possible for a person to move like that? Did he have any bones in his body? How even ...