A sly grin overtook Jaewoo's expression, floating down subconsciously to meet the boy eye to eye for the first time properly. 'Wow.. what a whore..', was probably the dumbest thought he had to himself when he instantly remembered that they were at, in fact, a brothel. Days in and out, many takers had come and gone for this boy. Jaewoo almost wanted to be the one to stay, just to try things out for a while. Plus he could use someone to feel something solid again, and maybe the hole in his heart could be filled with screams of pleasure from his newfound "friend".

Mistaken for a customer, Jaewoo had no form of paying other than the "amazing" time they hopefully would have. Was it disgusting to dine and ditch? Absolutely. Perhaps not as bad as trying to feel something for the first time in your afterlife after dying in a fit of passion and broken hearts, but he could give things a shot. Besides, what's the worst they could do if they even could catch him? He was a bad bitch, you couldn't kill him twice.

"I wasn't waiting for very long.. just admiring the view," he flicked his eyes back up to the angel's after drinking him in from this close finally. After all, he didn't want to admit he had been here days on end watching in an odd voyeuristic fascination. Just as Jaewoo reached up to caress the back of the beautiful boy's head, his fingers went right through him. A scowl fixated upon his lips, now irritated that his powers, while useful, were acting up at the most inopportune moment. Before the other noticed, Jaewoo took to grabbing at the bedsheet now, this time actually succeeding and trying to pull it completely away as gently as possible. "I don't even have breath and you've taken it away from me.." he murmured, turning up the charm to 11 and hoping it would be enough to keep his power of touch activated like he wanted to, just so long as he could focus and feel intently enough to do so.