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Of course Yoojin had traded the occasional back alley blowjob for new sneakers or references books when Yooyhun needed them, that went without saying. But that was before Dungeons and Awakenings. Back in the golden age when all it took to win a fight was a conveniently placed brick and a talent for lying to the police afterwards, Before super-strength became a minimum entry requirement. It just seemed safer then.
Once, first time through life, post Awakening broker, he even got offered a staring role in a porno. It was a close call. It was tempting, to pay rent and medical bills and only endanger his dignity. Luckily for him he ended up deciding to fail at making a living by narrowly avoiding disembowelment in dungeons, like a reasonable person.
Not that Yoojin objected to porn in principle, but this particular film he heard about after the fact. Apparently he wasn’t the scrawny generic twink of their casting couch dreams due to his personal charms. They wanted to add authenticity to the ‘plot’ by having the real ne’er do well older brother of Haeyeon’s guild leader getting gang banged by the (obviously fake) guild members and then for the grand finale hatefucked by Han Yoohyun(or rather the piss poor substitute they found for Yoojin’s adorable baby brother) himself. The pay didn’t sound nearly so good once he realized he’d have had to commit ritual suicide afterwards rather than risk living in a world where Yoohyun might have seen that.
There were no words to express Yoojin’s relief that he had avoided that low point, especially when the litigation against that film studio became the stuff of legends. And their building mysteriously burned down.
It didn’t particularly stand out in his mind though, one near miss in a lifetime of fuck ups, when he started his second chance.