sungie + binnie // poly 3RACHA

well...

      "ji, are you done yet?" changbin called from where he was sitting on the couch, waiting in front of his laptop. "are you sure we should do this?" jisung responded, walking into the room, wearing a pair of sweatpants and pink sweatshirt that was rather big on him. "we both know that we are low on money... did you take that from hyunjin?" changbin asked, raising an eyebrow. "of course i didn't take it! he lent it to me! and just because we're short on money doesn't mean i can't enjoy things!" he pouts. changbin gestured for jisung to sit next to him on the couch.

"how does this even work, bin?" jisung had asked, scratching the back of his neck. "we have to enter our names and some information about us!" changbin said, typing what he wanted onto the website. after he had finished, he passed the laptop over to jisung. "wait, bin, can you enter it for me? i've never been on one of these sites before.." jisung trailed off, looking up at changbin with big eyes. "and i have?" changbin sarcastically responded with. "bin! you told me about the time you had a sugar daddy before! you can't lie to me and tell me that you haven't! you've told me so many times!"

"ji, that was one time.. and his name was felix." changbin responded, typing in what he thought would be fitting for jisung's information onto the website. "it didn't really last that long either.." he added, finishing typing up the bio for jisung. "wait, you're done already? am i that boring?" he pouted, his cheeks puffing up. "no, ji, but i've been with you for so long that i already know exactly what you're like, baby. and don't worry, i put on the account that if you like one of us, we're a package deal." changbin responded pulling jisung towards him.

"i'm sure someone will find us. don't worry."

"i mean, with MY looks? of course somebody will find us! i'm amazing!"

"bin..."

"yes, ji?"

"shut up! if anything, someone will find us because of MY looks!"

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"ji!" changbin yelled, his name echoing through the apartment. "ji?" he called again, actually getting a response this time. "coming, bin!" jisung said running from the bedroom to the main area of their shared apartment. "so, what'd you call me in here for, bin?" jisung asked, sitting down on the couch next to changbin. "we got a message! well, a couple actually, but i found somebody that stands out! and by that i mean he wasn't asking us for our nudes." changbin said, placing his laptop onto the table and opening up the website.

"his name is chan! i can show you a picture!" changbin opened up the messages and clicked on a profile, by the name of 'bang chan.' he said in the message that he wanted to meet us already, but i wanted to make sure you had at least chatted with him before i accepted." changbin then nudged him, saying, "he said that he's from australia and that he speaks english. maybe you can brush up on your english with him!" jisung laughed before saying, "maybe you should learn english too so we could all be bilingual if there's something there."

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"bin! i don't know what to wear! what if he decides that he doesn't like me?" he pouted again. "ji, you look good in anything, you could wear a garbage bag and i guarantee people would still want to fuck." changbin said, pulling up his leather pants. "i mean, you would never wear anything like that though, because we're getting a sugar daddy today bitch!"

changbin pulled on a loose white shirt and went through their shared closet again. "here, jisung." changbin threw him another of hyunjin's sweaters that they had basically stole from him, this time a grey one. he also pulled out a pair of jisung's high waisted jeans, his favorite pair. jisung knew it wasn't by chance, him and changbin knew everything about each other, seeing as they had lived with together before they started college and still lived together after they had left college. he knew of all of changbin's school stories, like when he fell out of a tree and broke his arm in high school after a stupid bet that he couldn't climb the top. or when someone called him short and he punched them in the face.