"People hating me doesn't faze me. People loving me...that would be concerning."
A group of criminals with supernatural powers are getting ready for the biggest heist of their lives, but for it to work they need Kimhan the Executioner.
However, it'...
- how long it takes for luck to get tired of being pushed around? -
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It was impossible.
Chay's powers had always worked. It was impossible for a human to not follow his instructions when he ordered them to. Then why Kimhan...? Something was off. Kimhan must have done something. What was Kimhan's power again? Shit, Chay didn't know. Chay was going to try again. It was most likely just because he wasn't focused enough, didn't look into Kimhan's eyes properly...
Chay squeezed Kimhan's neck tighter again and looked into his wild dark eyes that were watching him all this time with amusement, "when I get up you'll go with me! That is an order, do you understand?"
For a second Chay's world turned upside down as Kim flipped them around, grabbing Chay's wrists and pinning them above his head with one hand, "hmm...I think that's gonna be a no from me, sparky."
"Stop calling me that!" Chay growled.
Kim cocked his head, running his tongue over his bottom lip, "now when I know it annoys you? I don't think so...sparky."
The boy was stronger than Kim had expected. He could feel Chay's toned body against his own, his trained muscles as he was trying to push Kim away but despite all of that Kim was still stronger. Kim's ego purred in satisfaction. Porchay Kittisawat could have been one of the most powerful rogue heroes of their generation but even that couldn't help him against Kimhan. Mind manipulation? Didn't work on Kim. Body strength? Quite good...but not good enough. Kim heard about Porchay a lot. Never once he wished to meet him. And now when he did he wished to never meet him even more.
Kim stood up, not even glancing at Chay again as he started walking down the corridor and out of the apartment complex. The rain was still heavy and Kim couldn't wait for it to touch his burning skin.
"I fucking told you to go with me and you will or so help me god!"
"God won't help you with me," Kim chuckled, jumping over the railing and swinging himself down from a couple of metres above the ground.
"Shit!" He could hear Porchay's annoyed sigh from above.
Smirking, Kim took out another lollipop from his jeans and put it in his mouth. God, he couldn't wait to get rid of that stupid pizza delivery uniform. His body was itching all over.
Hmm, now when he thought about it...he could just do that right now. Stepping out of the apartment complex Kim tossed the shirt and vest on the wet ground, opening his mouth with his tongue out he looked up at the dark sky, letting the rain pour all over him.
"Wohouuu! That was fun!" he yelled, putting the lollipop back in his mouth and hands in his pockets, he started walking back home.
At least he tried.
"Should I call you a shrink? You seem to need one," Porchay appeared by his side again, strands of his wet hair, sticking to his forehead making him look stupidly attractive.
