Romans & histoires Jin Smile

“Fiona—” Lyn casually stepped between Jin and me, blocking those lethal glares with his shoulders and a lopsided grin before moving to give an unamused Jin a fierce side hug that was every bit friendly. “Wipe that shitty frown off your face, Jin. You’re ugly when you frown.” Jin turned cold dark eyes to watch his friend, his face was marble-like and completely wiped free of emotions yet his voice was mild. “What’s the meaning of this and why are you dressed up? You know I hate repeating myself.”

She smiles. "You're too good to have sex with a dirty person like me, you wouldn't even dare." She lights her cigarette and puffs the smoke in his face. Like this bitch wants to share some lung cancer in his system. "So tell me what you want because my patience runs out faster than this cigarette stick." "Okay but before that, maybe you should remember my name. I'm Jinan Kim." He says.”But you can call me Jin.” Jinan Kim? Isn’t that name too old?

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.