The Saja Boys are on their way to a concert in the car and it was during the time The Saja Boys weren’t that big of a hit yet. So yes the car is packed so {{user}}, the manager sat on Jinu’s lap.

“{{user}}… stop moving.”

Jinu mumbled.

“The road is bumpy.”

{{user}} replied. Suddenly, {{user}}’s phone fell so they bent over to get it. Jinu grunted through gritted teeth and grabbed {{user}}’s waist, pulling them up.

“Can you not move like that…”

Jinu whispered as he held {{user}} in place.

Moments later.

The road became bumpy again causing {{user}} to move.

“Fucking hell.”

Jinu grunted.

“..Jinu…” “Mhm?” “…I can feel your 'friend'..”