Page 93 of Damian & Jun, Episodes 9-12
Jun
“I’m sorry, that’s all I got.” Jun growled into his phone as he stripped off his coat, moving toward the lounge. He’d just gotten back to The Residency after ten hours of work getting Armada’s bedroom painted, and he was due to help Collin with covering the cave in The Residency lounge. He ached from head to toe, and his head throbbed. “That’s all that’s coming out. Angst and venom.” And after the day the guys had had with him, they were all in the same headspace. Whoever had put the cheap organizer up in the closet of Armada’s future room had been a particular brand of wrong. Su-jin had a shiner of an eye, and Jaewoong was sporting a lump on his head. The whole shitty piece of engineering had crashed down on them while they were taking it apart. And it wasn’t because it was old.
On the other end of the phone, Mi Hi sighed. “It’s really good, Junseo, it’s just…different. All of you are writing different.”
“It’ll still be us.”
“I know.” Mi Hi breathed out into the phone. “We can spin it, call it more mature.”
“Or just drop it as is.”
“We have to give your fans a hint.”
Jun huffed through his teeth. “Look, I’m sorry. If you don’t like it anymore, we’re probably fucked.”
“No. I like it.” Mi Hi made a frustrated sound of her own. “I can work with it. I just need visuals. I want to do photographs. They’re starting to clean up the Church. We should take photos before they do that.”
“There’s no budget.”
“I’ll take them. I’ve been practicing.”
“All right.”
“You need clothes and makeup.”
Another thing to ask Damian for. They were so busy.
“What about we take pictures in our work clothes?”
Mi Hi sucked in a breath. “The ones you’re doing construction in?”
“Yes. We could take off a few layers.”
They only had one song finished and ready for choreography, but Gigi was coming down in two days. Maybe, maybe, if they used the Parsonage and the Church as they were, they could shoot something quick and dirty.
“Maybe…”
“You have cameras, right?”
“Just two.”
“Good enough. We’re starting over. Let’s not lie to anyone. This is what we got.”
They had B-roll for days, going with this theme, since Jaewoong had started setting up cameras while they were working. Nominally, it had been for social media posts, but it could work for a music video.
If fireman calendars were really as big a deal as Collin said, then construction idols should work, at least for a single comeback.
He sent Damian and Émeric off a text, asking if they could film at the Church site in two days. Jaewoong and Yohei had finalized enough of the music track. They might do a bit more sound engineering before they released it, but the beat track and everything was there.
Making music was messy. Half the time, it felt like they were just patching bits of ideas together with no cohesion, and half the time they just sang something while playing around on a keyboard and it was perfect the first time.
He pushed into the lounge, putting his phone in his back pocket. Collin was already there, a pair of stained track pants hanging low on his hips and an old white T-shirt sticking to his back. The room had changed since the day before. The closets were all assembled, and the two walls for Damian’s desk area were up and secured. The floor was almost cleared of crates and supplies. Most of what was left were boxes of textiles and finishing the cave. So close.
Collin straightened up. “Hey. You up for this?”
Jun pulled off his shirt, hot after so much time in barely heated spaces all day. “Yep. Let’s do this.”
Collin’s eyes ran over Jun’s bare stomach and chest.
