You know that guys like you are ran over by guys like him, right?” Sehun tells him one afternoon while they’re sitting on the grass outside where they can see Kyungsoo, Chanyeol and a few of their other dangerous-inclined nameless friends washing Chanyeol’s car. It’s a 1977 Mercury Comet, seemingly deserving of the group’s whole attention. They wash and polish the car as if it’s made of human flesh.
Jongin’s heard Sehun’s remark, but he chooses not to make a big deal out of the matter, only shrugging in nonchalance. “I don’t mind him running over me”
Sehun snorts “Please Jongin, you should stop nurturing such–”
Whatever his friend says next goes unheard by Jongin as Chanyeol lifts his arms to remove his Black Flag t-shirt, revealing a pale naked torso. It’s just as Jongin has imagined – covered with tattoos. Dead on.
Something painful happens to him at the back of his neck and Jongin realizes Sehun just punched him.