WORTHLESS (BL)

Delivery gone wrong

"It's a bar."

"No, it's a brothel." 

"The same thing." 

"A bar is a bar, brothel is a brothel." 

"What… An amazing and descriptive explanation." 

"Thank you, I aim to be different."

A chuckle and a raised eyebrow. 

"A bar and a brothel are two different things," Zeke insisted. 

Jian Yu lifted an eyebrow. "Wow, Sir Roderick. I wouldn't have guessed."

"Don't patronize me, I am going to be a prosecutor sooner or later, I need to know stuff like this." 

Jian Yu hummed and gestured for Zeke to continue. 

"You see, for example; someone asked for a bottle of beer with a specific name of a foreplay, if it's a bar, the waiter or waitress will definitely kick you out, but if it's a brothel, they will bring you to the destination room," Zeke explained proudly. 

"So… You are suggesting we asked that question?" 

"Well, that depends if you want to or not," Zeke shrugged. 

Clicking his tongue, Jian Yu rolled his eyes at Zeke. "I am here to pick up Lord Zero's stuff, not to play." 

"That's too bad, I really want to play with you," Zeke pouted. "And… they are closed too." 

He pointed out at the 'close' sign hanging on the door. 

"Let's go from the backdoor." 

They found the back door open. A man was unboxing bottles of assorted liquors under the dimly lit room. He looked up when Zeke rapped the door frame. 

Jian Yu quickly analyzed the man. An alpha, around his forties. 

"Can I help you, Sir?" He asked, glancing briefly at Jian Yu, then to Zeke. 

He had a slight frown on his face when he scrutinized Zeke. Jian Yu watched his facial expression vary; from frowning to confusion to shock and now to wary. 

"I would like to pick up a package," Jian Yu cut into his face-changing performance. "Under the order of Malakhi Zero."

The man's eyes widened. He sucked in a breath as he whipped his head towards Zeke's direction before frowning at Jian Yu. 

"Do you have the sign?"

Jian Yu blinked. Lord Zero didn't mention anything about a sign at all. 

"I was just given this piece of note with the bar--"

"Brothel," Zeke whispered, earning a side glare from Jian Yu. 

--"brothel's address," Jian Yu corrected himself and handed the man a piece of paper with the address on it. 

The man snatched the paper out of Jian Yu's hand and eyed him without expression and Jian Yu began to squirm under his gaze. 

"I am afraid… You have to come back another time, young man," The man said in a low voice as his hands slid under the apron he wore. 

He dragged his eyes away from Jian Yu and landed on Zeke. 

Zeke narrowed his eyes. This man had been eyeing at him warily, they flickered back and forth between him and Jian Yu before settling on him with a warning glare.