Meeting Nicholas

How old are you?

Fred / Rouge - So Junghwan

Nicholas - Kim Doyoung

Their gang won another fight again and it became their custom to celebrate it in a brothel. The owner would provide us all the expensive Booze and alcohol, the ambiance is festive my members were drinking their hearts out and I'm just here watching them. When almost all my men are drunk the house owner started letting in people girls and guys that may peak our interest. On normal occasions this is the part that I usually leave the celebration, don't get me wrong I'm a healthy man and I have sexual needs but I never look for it in such a place. I want to Fuck a clean person and you won't find it here.

My members look at people in front the same manner a predator does to their prey. I down my beer bottle and was about to leave, when another person was thrown into the room quite literally. I stopped on my tracks "This guy was caught trying to escape." The guy has bruises on his face but it doesn't lessen the beauty this man holds. He kneeled in front of the house owner with his hands clasped like praying. "I would pay what my father borrowed from you, I'll work for it even if I stayed here for the rest of my life but not this way, ma'am please not this way."

While watching the scene the room suddenly burst into chaos almost each of my Gang members wanted the guy for themselves tonight, they knew this guy hasn't been touched yet.

The cheer brought a smile to the owner's face. "I'll let you go after this night" I saw the horror in the guy's face and he roamed his eyes around the room. He started tearing up looking at the people who were ready to devour him, his plea fell in deaf ears.

"Gentleman this guy here will be up for auction, whoever is the highest bidder can do anything to him within 24 hours as long as you won't kill him" there's table pounding and howling in all sides of the room. The guys were no longer humans there more like a pack of hungry hyenas.

The guy was left weeping on the floor "The Bidding starts now" bids raise across the room and the higher the bid goes the harder the guy cries. I was no longer listening to the bidding I'm solely looking at him, it seems that he felt my stare and he looked right back at me. I saw helplessness in his eyes and silent plea that makes me feel something weird in my heart. "Sold for $400.00" we both looked at the house owner at the same time. He looked back at me while tears were now streaming on his face.

"$500.00" I raised my hand and the whole room went silent. These people knew me and they knew that I don't exert an effort if I'm not interested in one thing so all of them went silent.

"Sold for $500 dollars. Sir this guy is for you to use in 24 hours." I walked towards the guy and reached out my hand, he immediately held onto it like his life depends on it. We just look at each other's eyes not minding the look of all the people in there.

I helped him climb the stairs he's slightly limping he was probably punished for trying to run away. We went inside the room and everything went silent, the noises outside can no longer be heard.

"I owe my life to you now Sir." He said as he sat on the bed. I was just there standing and observing him. My eyes widened when he started to undress, I held his hand to stop him.

"I'll stay here, go clean yourself and take a rest." He just looked at me shocked by what I said, I know he's about to say something, so for that not to happen I walked to the window and ignored him.

I don't remember how long I was standing facing the window, when I heard the door opened. He came out in a white cheap robe. I caught my breath when I saw him now completely clean, bruises and scratches were still there but you can't deny the fact that this guy is gorgeous. I think I stared at him harder than what I intend to because I saw him gripped the robe tighter and the fear returned in his eyes. That made me look down.

"I know your hungry what do you want to eat?" I found myself asking him, different emotions shows in his face. It's like watching a screen change frame. From fear, to worry and now confusion. "I'll eat anything that you will order for me Sir." he answered. "Stop with the Sir. I have a name." Though when I joined the Gang they gave me the name 'Rouge' but I want somebody to call me by my real name before I disappear in this world. " Call me Fred". "Fred." He followed, I sucked a deep breath, after a long time I heard someone called my name with gentleness. "What's your name?" I asked him. "Nicholas." "Nicholas that's a saints name." He nodded I can see little by little that he's getting comfortable with me. I asked him to pass me the phone for me to order food. He quickly follow, I ordered a lot of food and I make sure to order the foods that he looked at the menu. "That's a lot, can we finish that all?" He shyly asked. "I'm a big eater and I know you're starving so I confident we can finish it all." I sat on the couch near the window while he is sitting at the bed, I don't want to close the distance between us because I don't want to scare him. The room was enveloped in silence but this silence is comforting. He keeps on glancing at me from time to time but I choose to ignore it. The silence was broken by knocks on the door he opened it and let the helper come in with a trolley full of food that I ordered. His eyes sparkled upon the arrival of food, it makes me swell with pride somehow. The helper went out right away after transferring the food to the table.

We are now left alone, he waited for me to join him on the table. "Nicholas I know you're hungry but wash your hands first." Upon mentioning that he almost ran to the bathroom to wash his hands, leaving me with a feeling that I want to take care of him. He went back to the table and that's my cue to wash my own. He's sitting quitely on the table like a behave kid. For the first time a smile shows in his face. "You can now eat Nicholas." He then started eating holding chicken thighs on both hands. His cheeks puffs because of too much food, "eat slowly I can order more food for you." I gave him a glass of water making him let go of one of the chicken thighs. When I saw that he is eating more calmly now I started to eat. I honestly enjoy the meal, I didn't know if it's because it taste decent or because of the person in front of me who look likes this is the best food ever.

As I predicted we ate everything, he also enjoyed the chocolate cake I ordered he finished all of it. He said sorry nonstop when he realized it but I just laughed it off. I called the room service again and asked them if they can send some clothes for Nicholas, he turned red. When his clothes arrived he excused himself and went to the bathroom to change. He looked more presentable now, I sit on the couch by the window again and drink the cheap complementary wine. He sit down on the bed again, now his fidgity. "Relax Nicholas I will not do anything to you." He just stared at me not believing of what he's hearing. "How old are you Fred?" Nobody asked me that for a while I started counting in my head since I almost forgot my own age. "23" and a smile crept on my face. "You're younger than me, I thought your older." The wine stopped mid air and he suddenly became nervous. "I I'm not saying that you look old, what i I'm you know trying to say is, you look mature than your age. I don't mean to sound like im----" he's stuttering and talking very fast, it made laugh and I felt good to laugh like this. He stopped his rumbling and just look at me. "I'm not mad at you Nicholas, thank you for asking me about my age , I almost forgot about it." He smiled at me while shighing an air of relief. "You told me your older right. How old are you?"

"I'm two years older than you." That comes as a shock to me because he seriously look young. "You're 25?" He nodded excitedly, if he decided to lie and tell me he's 20 I would believe him. We continue talking about everything and nothing at the same time, then he suddenly stopped talking and when I looked at him he's eyes were already closed while leaning on the headboard.

"Nicholas lay properly, you'll hurt your neck." He didn't respond, I weighed my options and I know that due to fatigue the guys knocked down. I went to him and laid him properly and covered him with blanket. Looking at his face I decided to treat the cuts and scratches before it scar him after that I went back to the couch near the table and continued drinking.