When the car pulled up to Kim's house, Niki didn't realize it right away. In front of him was a huge building, resembling a mansion, surrounded by a very high fence with sharp ends at the top. A number of men in black immediately caught his eye, one might suggest that they were guards. Why so many the young man couldn't understand, but it was necessary for them he guessed.
"Come out." the older man ordered as the car door opened. Riki obediently nodded and stepped out, standing beside him. "Follow me. Don't look around too much and don't stare at the guards. They don't like that."
"Yes, Hyung" The blond put his head down and followed him, looking at his feet in front of him.
"No, don't be like that. You can close your eyes too, you knpw." Sunoo laughed and smirked, making Riki blush because of the awkwardness. "Raise your head." He stops abruptly and the younger man slams into his back. He managed to stay on his feet or it would have been such an embarrassment. "God," the brunet rolled his eyes and clucked. "You're like a little kid. Come on, let's go." he took him by the wrist and walked forward toward his house, with japanese tailing behind him.
The blush never fell from Nishimura's soft cheeks. They walked to the main entrance of the mansion in silence. Riki looked around with interest, amazed at the luxury and scale of the place the older man lived in. For some reason, he didn't feel like ripping his wrist out of Kim's hand at all. On the contrary, he wants more, like taking Sunoo's big palm in his own and intertwining his fingers, or basking in his arms, snuggling against his strong chest. Niki doesn't understand where such desires come from, but its here now and he doesn't want to ignore it.
"Young master, you didn't tell me you had a guest." said the housekeeper worriedly.
The woman looked very young. Slender figure, long shiny hair in a low ponytail. Uniform including a pencil skirt just above the knee and a white blouse. The top button was undone to reveal an expensive piece of silver jewelry. Makeup was minimal. This woman didn't need it, for she was very beautiful without it.
"I don't have to warn you. That's the butler's business." Sunoo throws his coat on the rack and walks deep into the huge foyer.
"Ah, yes, that's right... I apologize, young master." the woman bows in apology.
"Take the butler's half of today's paycheck. I don't think he'll be poor".
"I'll do it. Would you like something at once?"
"Give me the usual."
"By all means, it will be done. Would your guest like anything?" The woman turns her gaze to Riki and smiles sweetly.
"God, shut your mouth or a fly will fly in. How long are you gonna stand there? We don't have much time."
"Ah... yes!" he started to take off his hat and scarf and then his jacket. He hung it next to Kim's coat, took off his shoes quickly and stepped onto the fancy patterned carpet.
"Do you want something?" repeats the older man's question.
"N-no, I don't need anything." The blond man waves his palms from side to side, a cute blush coloring his cheeks.
"I see. Get him some water." senior sighs, glancing obliquely at Riki.
"Will do, young master." The woman bows and leaves the foyer.
"Come on, let's go." He said and Niki followed him with a quick step.
The inside of this huge building was as magnificent as the outside. Upstairs hung a huge crystal chandelier of bizarre shape, obviously designer, the younger one noted to himself. Riki had only seen such things on the Internet and in pictures in expensive magazines. The ceiling was painted with simple patterns, and large vases of fresh flowers were placed in the corners. They certainly don't grow in Korea, as far as he knows. The question is, where did they come from? Knowing Sunoo's family, it's not hard to guess where they came from. The fresh flowers gave the house a certain coziness, even though everything about it screamed of wealth and affluence. Riki felt a little uneasy, as he wasn't used to such luxury.
As he climbed the very unusual staircase, the young man couldn't stop looking at its patterns. The wrought iron railings mesmerized his eyes and he couldn't stop looking at them. Niki noticed that none of the patterns were repeated, which surprised him very much. All the way they walked all the way to elders room, the guy noticed the many paintings that hung every meter. One more beautiful than the other. It shocked him because the elder's family had famous lost paintings that have not been found yet, as well as paintings by unknown artists. He is familiar with the history of paintings and knows literally everything, because he himself is into it and is passionate about it. Seeing such rarities and standing in front of them was something impossible for him.
"We're here." Kim stopped by the huge double-leaf door and turned to the man walking behind him.
"You have a very beautiful house, Sunoo-hyung. I've never been to a place like this, everything looks so beautiful and luxurious. Especially the paintings!" Riki says with admiration, "I really like the ones in the hallway."
"Mm, they were bought by my father at an auction for a huge amount of money, but I'll let you look at them longer," Sunoo smirked as he looked at him. "But... next time. Right now we have a project to work on, don't we, baby", he winked.
"Y-yes! Let's get started." Still not used to this kind of flirting from the older, Riki replied.
"So Hyung, what are your strengths?"
"Hmm... Well, you know, baby, I'm very good with my hands and I can do a lot of things with them... " Sunoo gently touches the younger man's back with his hand, stroking gently. That sent shivers down Riki's spine.
"Hyung, I'm serious." He gave him a stern look, and the Korean took his palm off his lower back.
"Okay." the boy rolled his eyes. "I'm good at studying, as you can see, I'm not a bad cook. It's not bad, really. I'm also a black belt in hapkido. You can be jealous."
"Wow~, Mr. Sunoo. I never thought you were such an interesting person." Riki said enthusiastically.
"Uh huh, sure. I won't say the list any further and everyone knows its already. I'm good at everything."
"Okay. What are your weaknesses?" The Japanese looked at him with interest, waiting for an answer.
"Hmm... You." Kim smirked, watching the younger man's cheeks turn pink. "I don't have any weaknesses. I'm Kim Sunoo. Now your turn."
"Ahhh... Well... My strengths are..." the young man thought for a few seconds, remembering the words. "I try to think positively and resolve conflicts peacefully."
"Ohhh~, Nishimura, I'm not even surprised to be honest." he smirked.
"I can draw well." After a few seconds of silence, Riki replied.
"Good? Your paintings should only be sent to exhibitions. You have real talent!" interrupted the brunette.
"Uh... y-yes? T-thank you..." Niki was embarrassed and lowered his head down. "Mmm... I also like to dance."
"Ooh~, will you dance for me?" Sunoo continues to embarrass him with his words. "Uhm, what are your weaknesses?"
"Well... I'm a bit shy and I have a hard time socializing with new people.... I also have a hard time saying no to people. I can trust quickly and I..."
"Ahh~~~, this is all boring~~. Let's better talk about something else." Kim rolls his eyes and licks his lips, but his expression instantly changes and an unkind light flashes in his eyes. "Or we could do something useful." He leans forward and scorches the tender skin of the Japanese man's neck with his breath.
"N-no..." Niki pushes him away softly. "Let's write our sides on a piece of paper. So, I think, it will be better..." looking at the table said the blond.
"Let's do it." Sunoo hummed and leaned back in his chair.
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