NCT Oneshots

Smuggler | JohnJae

Pair: JohnJae (Johnny x Jaehyun) - I'm not sure if it's romantic or platonic oops

Genre: Star Wars AU

Warnings: cursing heh heh

Small Summary: Jung Jaehyun, otherwise known by his professional name 'Yuanho' is neither for or against the evil Empire, but rather supportive of his own well-being as a smuggler. Johnny Seo, otherwise known by his nickname 'the Informant' awarded by locals on the planet Fathstor, is someone who knows too much about too much. After months away on his trips, Jaehyun returns to Fathstor. (Small Drabble).

Requested by: hyxckcinth  I know you said this like a while ago when you requested the Yutae one shot and I'm sorry it took me so long to do JohnJae smh :(

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Grim and dirt covered every surface in the small metal village. Everything was black and bleak, almost making it impossible to see your surroundings. The dull star providing warmth and light onto the outcast planet of Fathstor was shrouded in brown, unclean clouds. The charred skeletons of trees once flourishing in every shade of green surrounded the barren village on all sides.

But there was life regardless.

A figure clothed in a thick black cloak to fight off the cold stepped into the town's border and looked around warily. There were too many people. But no matter, the figure thought to himself with a shake of his hooded head, just a better crowd to blend into.

Creatures and races of all kinds whirled around each other in this grimy town, the harsh winds blowing huge puffs of sand doing nothing to deter a nearby trader from selling off some of his gadgets from the next system over.

Shouts of sales and bargains swirled around the air and the clothed figure simply pushed past dozens of others, ignoring the disgruntled shouts following. He would have to be quick, there was no telling how much time would pass before a lucky winner stumbled upon his ship parked close to 5 miles from the bustling and decaying town.

Glorthan, that's the name of the town, the figure almost laughed as the name came to mind, his gloved hand closing around the metal handle of the local tavern.

The tavern seemed a bit more...light... than its surroundings and the figure in black seemed to relax quite a bit at the swinging lanterns decorating the ceilings and the rambunctious music playing from a nearby band, one not as good as the Cantina Band on Tatooine. Still, it wasn't as if the brown-haired smuggler couldn't hold his own. He had been in worse circumstances than this one.

Besides, he wasn't here to get into much trouble.

Walking calmly up to the bartender who was working around the circular bar in the center of the tavern, the smuggler felt around in his pockets for the small coin he had been given for such instances. Placing his hand on the counter, the coin hidden in his palm, the smuggler caught the attention of the nice-looking bartender who gave him a nod as if to say 'I'll be right there'.

"Hello traveler, what can I get for you today?" the bartender asked in a gruff and aged tone, swirling a towel around a drying beer mug. Dropping the coin to the wooden surface and pulling his hand away, the bartender's eyes immediately went to the symbol engraved on the currency.

"Tell him it's an old friend," the smuggler said, his voice rough from little use and the bartender looked up at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes before laughing slightly.

"You two were always ones for the dramatics," the bartender picked up the coin and tucked it into his front pocket, "but better safe than sorry, am I right Yuanho?"