Random Oneshots Pt. 2

Pi Haneul x Baek Eunkyu: {White Lies} [F]

Study Group x Tasty Florida because Woomin got a main role, but I know about his boy-kissing history

POV: 3rd Person

  Pi Haneul. Heir of YB, and a chaebol. 

  That's just the simplified version of it, obviously. Haneul may have a delicate face, a sharp jaw, and sparkling doe-eyes, but he is not what he seems. He transformed Yusung Technical School into a delinquent training place, with a whole ranking system, overnight. With his pretty face and full lips, no one suspected that he was a devil in disguise. Filled with power.

  A kingdom of his own.

  With just Yusung, he made the entire block a danger zone. A place of those who served him, and those who feared him just as much.

  He has dogs, who have their own dogs. And they all lead to him. His hands never get dirty, because they don't need to. On a whim, he can bend them all to his will.

  Haneul doesn't even show up at the school half of the time, and so does his favorite puppy, Minhwan. Minhwan does his own thing, and Haneul does his, they would've made good friends, if not for the fact that Haneul doesn't trust him, and that Minhwan is a dog in a muzzle and would tear everyone apart if let loose.

  But that doesn't faze his owner, who doesn't care what he does as long as he follows at the end of the day. With Minhwan's loyalty, he doesn't need to think about that guy.

  And so, what does Haneul do if he wasn't at his home and at school?

  They say that love makes one weak.

  To Yusung, he's a fearless top-dog.

  But to a certain chef, who owns a restaurant with his friends atop a guesthouse called Florida Banjeom, he's a docile, bright, go-lucky puppy, Seo Haewon. Haewon is a Freshman in college, a hidden identity that only Eunkyu needs to know. Young enough to make sense for his soft-looking face, but old enough to slide into his heart without a worry.

  Their meeting was unlike any other. The man had walked down the inner streets of Seoul, somewhere near Yusung and its horrendous reputation. It's about thirty minutes away, so one would wonder why he would be there, but he had merely been looking for a place to set his cute little restaurant.

  Fortunately, it was not anywhere near the danger zone of Haneul's kingdom, but farther off to where it's safe, but with easy commute. The chaebol bumped into the man, who apologized profusely to a mere student, before wandering off once more. Haneul had kept an eye on him ever since.

  Once he had heard about Florida Banjeom, he had made himself a spot into the guesthouse after long months of waiting.

  Beautiful crafted lies just for the man who stole his heart in a single smile. A shorter, kitty-eyed man who was just as cold as a cat, but warm when curled up into one's lap.

  They say love makes one weak, and with this, he cannot let word get out that he, Pi Haneul, had fallen in love with a man. It being a man was not a big problem, but the word love was daunting. To fall off his own throne was not something he'd like to see happen.

  And so even when he wakes up in the guesthouse after their warm, cuddly nights, to the scent of breakfast in his tiny room that did not suit him, he would get up, and wrap his arms around the elder's waist with a kiss against his cheek. "Good morning, Hyung." He croaks.

  It's warm, and he does not want to look at his phone when rankings moved rapidly upon the screen as per-usual. "Morning," comes the calm voice of the man he loves, a rumble of a chuckle leaving the chef as he tossed the omelette up in the air. "Won-ah, eat and go to school. I have to go on a supply run, today."