The Boy With The Sad Eyes

04.

"Are we supposed to be doing this..?" S/n whispered from underneath the chauffer. The chauffeur took S/n's hand off of his mouth and looked at her with his face heated as sweat dripped from his forehead. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." The chauffeur replied placing a gentle kiss on her hand.

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"Whoa! I already have $1,000 and it's only been two months!" Y/n exclaimed. "Jeez you're so loud." Yut Lung complained taking a sip from his tea cup.

Ever since that night those two had dinner, they'd spend most hours together. Yut Lung was like Y/n's teacher in a way. He taught her how to do math and all about poison. Y/n fell asleep during that. It seemed boring to her. Yut Lung didn't talk to her for hours after she fell asleep while he was talking. But, after Y/n desperately begged him to talk to her, on her knees and her hands up, Yut Lung gave in.

"Where's your sister?" Yut Lung asked. "I don't know, she went somewhere with the chauffeur. They've been getting pretty close." Y/n laughed sitting in front of Yut Lung. "I see you loved the dress I gave you." She teased.

"Loved is an a past tense form. Therefore, in order to make your opinion correct, you need to change loved to love." Yut Lung smirked setting his tea cup down. "I see you love the dress I gave you- That doesn't make sense." Y/n corrected herself confused.

Yut Lung sighed and got up from his chair, "You're too stupid to fool." "I'm told that a lot." Y/n laughed nervously as Yut Lung walked over to the door. Just before it opened he moved to the left.

"How did I do?" The chauffeur asked. "Better than I expected." S/n sighed. "Why are you so red?" Y/n questioned walking over next to Yut Lung.

"Huh?" S/n pretended to be confused which just made her more red. "Something smells." Y/n commented scrunching up her nose. Yut Lung put a hand over his mouth so they wouldn't see him laughing. Y/n's stupidity made him laugh. "It seems your sister just tried making a baby." Yut Lung told Y/n.

"Oh yeah. You told me about that. But why with this old dude? That baby's going to be the ugliest thing I've seen ever since you learned what make-up was." Y/n joked. "He pulled out before that!" S/n shouted. The chauffeur's face was now sweating. "Y/n!" S/n whined tugging at her sister's cheek.

"It's not my fault you do the dirty just for pleasure." Y/n replied glaring at her sister. Yut Lung looked at Y/n, gazing at how smooth her comebacks were with her sister. He wondered why whenever he said something rude to her she accepted it and didn't talk back like she did with her sister. Maybe they didn't have a close enough bond. They'd only known each other for 2 months after all.

"Y/n you look tired." The chauffeur commented. Y/n looked up at the chauffeur. "I still have one more order to make so I'm pulling an all nighter again." She smiled. "But you need rest." S/n told her worriedly. "But nothing. You're not going to maintain us are you?" Y/n asked now getting annoyed with her sister. It's true, seeing others happy should make you happy. But seeing someone older than you drift away from their responsibility to take care of the younger one, it gets annoying.

The atmosphere changed drastically. "You spend all your time fucking and having fun while I take care of you as if you need a damn caregiver." Y/n continued glaring at her sister. "Oh but I promote your business blah blah blah." Do you really think that's enough? I need my mother. I need my father. Not some lazy older sister who doesn't do anything when she's responsible for taking care of me."

"Well it's not like I wanted to take care of you anyways! I would have rather died than take care of you!" S/n shouted. Y/n looked at S/n angrily and stunned. "Then fuck off I'm not spending my money on someone who does nothing for me but make problems! I envy you, you can have fun and do whatever you want because you at least spent some time with our mother and father! I had not a single day with them that I could enjoy!" Y/n yelled back.

S/n slapped Y/n as to what Y/n pushed her out of the room and slammed the door shut. S/n fell to the floor and looked at the closed door angrily. "Tch, fucking kids that are brought up the way she was turn out this way. I don't blame her." She spoke to the chauffeur who crouched down and gave her a hand.

"I see. So you didn't have such a peaceful upbringing either." Yut Lung spoke quietly as he sat next to Y/n on his bed. "I didn't. But no one's ever cared enough to hear it all so I won't bother telling you. It's better if it's kept inside anyways." Y/n replied looking down at pictures of her parents from her phone.

"Your sister's been this way for awhile." Yut Lung suddenly said. "What does that mean?" Y/n asked confused as she looked up at Yut Lung. "She used to work as a model for my brothers. That made her get passed around by every single one of my brothers. Including me. She got paid for it. But apparently she used it for her selfish desires." Yut Lung said while looking up at the ceiling.

"...I can't process this right now. I'm too tired." Y/n sighed. A couple seconds later Yut Lung felt some weight be put on his arm. He turned quite quickly as he was raised in the mafia. He looked down and it was just Y/n who'd fallen asleep and fell over onto his arm.

"You disgraceful bastard." Yut Lung scoffed turning away. If Yut Lung was being honest he had no clue why Y/n hung around him so much. He always put it in his head that it was because he had money and she needed it. But there was a small part of him that told him she understood him without him having to say anything.

You have beautiful eyes.

"What exactly did you mean by that?" Yut Lung questioned turning and looking at Y/n. "You seem like an idiot more than half of the time. That's probably why you hang around me so much." Yut Lung spoke to himself.

Yut Lung kept gazing at Y/n until he found himself enjoying the quietness and her presence on his arm. But Yut Lung is stubborn. "Wake up you dumbass." He scoffed getting up and letting Y/n fall on the bed. "Huh?" Y/n mumbled as she slowly opened her eyes. "You fell asleep." Yut Lung said crossing his arms.

"Oh sorry. I still need to make that tuxedo." Y/n replied getting up and scratching her head. As she walked out the door she spoke, "Hey, I appreciate you helping me out."

"It's whatever." Yut Lung whispered caressing his hair.

Y/n laughed softly, "I bet you can't wait until I make enough money so I'll stop pestering you and leave." Yut Lung stopped and looked at her. Y/n looked into his eyes.

Your eyes give me many mixed signals. You want me to stay, but in a blink you want me to go away. Do you want me to go away? Or are you scared? I want to know. But, how am I supposed to stay when I don't understand my own feelings? How would I understand yours?