Little Kitten (jikook)

Bonds pt 1

"Oh hey, pretty nice here…well, not really!"

"It's just temporary, we had something nicer back in Busan, where we come from."

It's pretty dark, the lights are not really providing any brightness. The air is humid and on every surface is a thick layer of dust. But well, what else are you expecting from an old house, where nobody had lived in for about twenty years. A tall, lean man is sitting on an old couch, a glass of wine in one hand, the other is leaned against the man's forehead, elbow propped on the couch, legs crossed. His voice was deep, his dark eyes were glowing in the shady light, even more than they usually would do.

The young man that had just entered the room knew immediately, that this man was dangerous, even more than the other's he had encountered. The man made a motion with his head to signal the young man to sit down. Without another thought he seated himself on the chair, making it himself a bit comfier. "So what is it, that I can do for you?"

"I want you to kill someone for me…" The younger began laughing.
"Well, I thought so, that's why everyone is calling me…but, you're looking like you could do it yourself. Or if not you, I think that nice man beside you, a very nice sword by the way, would be doing one hell of a good job killing whatever poor soul you want dead. So why me?"

A quiet and shy, "thank you" could be heard from the rather fragile looking man. The other man began speaking, his deep voice was filling the room, he was quite the opposite from the other one.
"I don't want him to lay a hand on him. No one in this gang is allowed to do so. And for me…yes I could, but I simply don't want it. Three people tried before you…they didn't succeed, but I hope you will do better."

"Ah, three?" The young men nodded with his head, lower lip pulled out, arms crossed before his chest. "The man you want dead is pretty tough, huh?" 
"You could say…" The man on the side spoke up, his voice was rather feminine, just like him. He was breathtakingly beautiful, blond hair, that was falling softly around his ears, big eyes, full lips. 
"Well, the first one who tried was the leader of a gang from here, Wonho was his name, the next one was Kyung, from Busan…you might have heard his name. And the third one was from Busan too, his name was Sunggyu. He was pretty sick, to be honest, killed his own mother as a form of art?! He was even too much for me. But!, they are all dead and the one I want dead, is still alive…"

The air suddenly got colder, and the young man gulped. His eyes were wide open, a cold shudder ran down his spine. "I might've heard of…" He gulped again, averting his eyes from the man in front of him, exhaling deeply, before he turned his head back again, shooting a bright smile, his eyes disappearing. "Kyung…wasn't he that ice cold man, Robot as nickname…something like that, pretty infamous. B-But Sunggyu, nope…he sounds pretty sick."

"Yeah he was…Oh have I told you my name?" The tall man asked while straightening his back, the cold aura was gone for the moment. The other shook his head, slightly dazzled by the sudden change of the atmosphere. 
"Oh, I am sorry, how rude. I am TOP, and your name was…?" 
"Hoshi, I go by the name Hoshi." They shook hands, short and tight before TOP made his way to a table nearby, filling up his glass with some more wine. "Okay, Hoshi. I hope you'll be able to help me with my problem."
Hoshi smiled shyly, nodding his head and even slightly bowing before muttering out a yes. He doesn't know why, but the longer he stays here, the more threatened he feels. 
When he came here, at first, he thought everything would be as usual, but this time, his clients are some killers, people who are more than able to kill whoever poor soul it was, by themselves, and it didn't sit right with him, a strange feeling overcame him, while he was never letting TOP out of his eyes.
Of course Hoshi had heard of Sunggyu. Only a few hadn't. People who were on top of the "food chain", simply because Sunggyu had been a too small fish. Hoshi knew who he was, and he had seen him once, in the Café, talking to Jimin before he went away with the latter's aunt.