the whipcream parlor

dfghj YOU WOULD. okay i hope you love this.

Jonghyun pinned Key under him on the mattress, wons scattered across the sheets, framing Key’s trembling body.

“Can’t you see? I bought you! You’re taking the place of your deadbeat cousin Onew, he would have sold you for a bucket of chicken! You should feel lucky!” Jonghyun snarked, ripping open Key’s designer shirt. 

“No! He wouldn’t!” Key resisted, though deep down he knew it was true, and that right now Onew was probably eating a ton of fried chicken with stolen money. 

“Well, aren’t you going to pay me back for all that I spent on you?” Jonghyun cruely inquired. Key shook his head.

“Why would you need money?! You just dance for things you want anyway! As long as there are older shop ladies you have no need for money!” key protested. Jonghyun smirked.

“Oh my little key-tty cat, who said anything about money?”