"It's so different from the ones at home," Julia commented.
"Different good or different bad?" Jin asked.
"Good, honestly," she replied, taking a bite of her hamburger. "McDonald's food is a lot greasier back in the States."
"Mmm, grease," Xiaoyu mumbled. Julia giggled and tossed a fry at her friend. "One day, I'll go to America just to swim in the giant vats of grease there."
"Please tell me she's exaggerating," Jin pleaded, raising an eyebrow at Julia.
"Not by much. You don't know grease until you've tried American pizza." She shuddered. "Anyway, what do you guys think of the competition this year?"
"It's been better," Jin admitted. "Of course, the Tournaments have never been like my mother described them to me."
"So much media coverage and excessive glamour," Xiaoyu sighed. Her two friends looked at her and chuckled. "What?" she demanded.
"Sorry, Xiao," Julia said, still laughing. "It just never fails to amuse me when you use big words like that. It's so adorable."
"Adorable," Xiaoyu repeated, thinking back to their earlier encounter with Hwoarang. Julia had had a few other things to say about his use of big words. She shoved the remaining handful of fries on her tray into her mouth to keep herself from commenting.
"You guys want to train with me tonight?" Jin asked, finishing off his cheeseburger.
"Sure," Julia said. "I haven't sparred with you in a while."
"Me, too," Xiaoyu offered. "I love any kind of physical contact with you." She winked, and Julia snickered. Jin blushed and quickly took a big gulp of his Mountain Dew. Julia ate her last chicken nugget, and the three stood up. They disposed of their trash and left the restaurant, heading back toward the hotel. Xiaoyu managed to irritate both of her friends the whole way there by demonstrating her great knowledge of Backstreet Boys song lyrics.
As they walked through the lobby, Anna, sitting on a sofa near the door, closed her issue of Cosmopolitan around her finger and smiled sweetly at them. "How's the redhead's cock taste, Ling?" she asked loudly. Jin and Julia looked at Xiaoyu, confused.
"Excuse me?" Xiaoyu asked, her mouth hanging open.
"I heard him invite you back to his room the other night. Something about Forest Law staying with his daddy, so you two could have the whole room to yourselves."
"Xiao," Julia whispered, "that's not what you told me."
"Not what she told you about what?" Jin demanded.
"I got locked out a couple nights ago," Xiaoyu explained. "Hwoarang happened to be walking by, and he offered to let me stay in his room, since he had an extra bed." She watched Jin's face darken. "Nothing happened, Jin."
"I can't believe you would do something like that!" he yelled. "And with him, of all people!"
"Jin, I didn't!"
"Guys," Julia interjected, "maybe we shouldn't talk about this here." Jin turned his glare toward her and nodded. He turned without a word and headed toward the stairs. The two girls followed him up to his room.
"I would like to speak to my girlfriend alone," he said as he unlocked the door. Julia nodded and quickly headed toward her room. Xiaoyu followed Jin into his room and sat down on his bed. He stood, arms folded, looking down at her. "How could you do this to me?" he asked softly.
"Jin, I didn't do anything. I promise." She looked up at him from under her eyebrows. "I love you."
"You love me." He turned his head and closed his eyes. "How many times have you lied to me about him?" She suddenly felt sick. He turned back to her. "How many times? What have you done with him?"
"Nothing like that. We just talk sometimes, that's all. He's really not a bad guy."
"Not a bad guy." Jin gritted his teeth. "Well, if he's such a great guy, then you can just be with him."
"What?"
"I can't do this. It's over."
"Jin--"
"Get out of my room." She froze under his cold stare. He reached out and grabbed her by the arm. "Get out!" He pulled her toward the door and opened it for her to leave. She tried to say his name, but nothing came out. He pushed her out of the room and slammed the door. She fell to her knees and pressed her hands against the door as she choked on her tears.
"Different good or different bad?" Jin asked.
"Good, honestly," she replied, taking a bite of her hamburger. "McDonald's food is a lot greasier back in the States."
"Mmm, grease," Xiaoyu mumbled. Julia giggled and tossed a fry at her friend. "One day, I'll go to America just to swim in the giant vats of grease there."
"Please tell me she's exaggerating," Jin pleaded, raising an eyebrow at Julia.
"Not by much. You don't know grease until you've tried American pizza." She shuddered. "Anyway, what do you guys think of the competition this year?"
"It's been better," Jin admitted. "Of course, the Tournaments have never been like my mother described them to me."
"So much media coverage and excessive glamour," Xiaoyu sighed. Her two friends looked at her and chuckled. "What?" she demanded.
"Sorry, Xiao," Julia said, still laughing. "It just never fails to amuse me when you use big words like that. It's so adorable."
"Adorable," Xiaoyu repeated, thinking back to their earlier encounter with Hwoarang. Julia had had a few other things to say about his use of big words. She shoved the remaining handful of fries on her tray into her mouth to keep herself from commenting.
"You guys want to train with me tonight?" Jin asked, finishing off his cheeseburger.
"Sure," Julia said. "I haven't sparred with you in a while."
"Me, too," Xiaoyu offered. "I love any kind of physical contact with you." She winked, and Julia snickered. Jin blushed and quickly took a big gulp of his Mountain Dew. Julia ate her last chicken nugget, and the three stood up. They disposed of their trash and left the restaurant, heading back toward the hotel. Xiaoyu managed to irritate both of her friends the whole way there by demonstrating her great knowledge of Backstreet Boys song lyrics.
As they walked through the lobby, Anna, sitting on a sofa near the door, closed her issue of Cosmopolitan around her finger and smiled sweetly at them. "How's the redhead's cock taste, Ling?" she asked loudly. Jin and Julia looked at Xiaoyu, confused.
"Excuse me?" Xiaoyu asked, her mouth hanging open.
"I heard him invite you back to his room the other night. Something about Forest Law staying with his daddy, so you two could have the whole room to yourselves."
"Xiao," Julia whispered, "that's not what you told me."
"Not what she told you about what?" Jin demanded.
"I got locked out a couple nights ago," Xiaoyu explained. "Hwoarang happened to be walking by, and he offered to let me stay in his room, since he had an extra bed." She watched Jin's face darken. "Nothing happened, Jin."
"I can't believe you would do something like that!" he yelled. "And with him, of all people!"
"Jin, I didn't!"
"Guys," Julia interjected, "maybe we shouldn't talk about this here." Jin turned his glare toward her and nodded. He turned without a word and headed toward the stairs. The two girls followed him up to his room.
"I would like to speak to my girlfriend alone," he said as he unlocked the door. Julia nodded and quickly headed toward her room. Xiaoyu followed Jin into his room and sat down on his bed. He stood, arms folded, looking down at her. "How could you do this to me?" he asked softly.
"Jin, I didn't do anything. I promise." She looked up at him from under her eyebrows. "I love you."
"You love me." He turned his head and closed his eyes. "How many times have you lied to me about him?" She suddenly felt sick. He turned back to her. "How many times? What have you done with him?"
"Nothing like that. We just talk sometimes, that's all. He's really not a bad guy."
"Not a bad guy." Jin gritted his teeth. "Well, if he's such a great guy, then you can just be with him."
"What?"
"I can't do this. It's over."
"Jin--"
"Get out of my room." She froze under his cold stare. He reached out and grabbed her by the arm. "Get out!" He pulled her toward the door and opened it for her to leave. She tried to say his name, but nothing came out. He pushed her out of the room and slammed the door. She fell to her knees and pressed her hands against the door as she choked on her tears.