His Killdom

Proposals

"Name your price." The man in a sleek suit said. There was a cold air around him.

"Two night clubs and a land in Gangnam. That's the worth of the information." The stout man took a puff of his cigarette.

Jeon Yong Guk simply stared at the man in the cheap suit before him.

The club owner took another puff nervously. After all it was his first time dealing with the son of the most notorious drug lord in Korea. It must be really important for them since the man himself came to attain the information, he thought. "Do we have a deal?"

Yong Guk stroked a finger over his eyebrow, highly intrigued. The dim lights of the club did a good job in concealing the annoyance on his face. What a cheapskate, he thought. "Whatever you wish." He finally said in a soft voice.

As soon as Yong Guk and his men left with the information, there was an explosion at the club. "Two night clubs, yeah right."

One of his body guards got the door as he got into his limo. His friend was waiting for him inside. "What was that loud noise?" He offered him a joint. "Fireworks." He said. "Oh! What are we celebrating today?" "At this point, I don't need a reason to celebrate." said Yong Guk as he took a long puff and the good stuff kicked in immediately. He began humming his favorite lullaby that his mother used to sing. An incoming call interrupted his flow of memories. It was his father.

"I told you not to make a mess, didn't I?!" Yong Guk rolled his eyes. Everytime with this old geyser. "How many times do I have to clean up after you? You can't even get a single job done properly." He gave his son an earful.

His father always tested Yong Guk's patience, in spite of knowing about his anger issues. Hadn't it for the anger management classes, Yong Guk would have reacted differently. "Alright, father. I'll keep that in mi-" The line was already dead.

"Did he just hung up on me?" Yong Guk was astonished. "He DID hung up on me while I was still talking." He couldn't help but start laughing out of sheer disbelief at the absurdity of the situation. He was too revved up.

"Oh come on forget it. He is your father after all." His friend said. "Don't forget he is much more powerful than you." He dared to add those last words. Yong Guk gave him a cold stare before landing a stiff jab into his jaw at the lightning speed. And before his friend could even recover from the shock, he was kicked out of the moving limo.

"No one is more powerful than Jeon Yong Guk."

After a couple of joints, Yong Guk felt better. However his consciousness was clouded. When the limo halted at a red sign, he noticed a brunette boy walking past him barefooted. He suddenly took interest in him, so he commanded his men to go get him.

It was a no secret that Jeon Yong Guk was homosexual.

~

Baekhyun handed a can of beer to the girl sitting at the table.

"So, how is Father?" "Been better." She took a sip. "He misses you." She added nonchalantly.

Baekhyun paused for a moment. "I don't have anything to do with him. He should have understood that by now."

Yuri slammed the can down furiously. "How ungrateful of you. Did you forget the time when you were rotting on the streets? It was him who took you in, fed you, gave you a shelter and raised you like his own son."

Baekhyun looked away, avoiding her eyes. "I paid him back for all that." He said slowly, knowing that his words were not even convincing himself. Yuri laughed sarcastically. "Don't you remember how much he cared for us? Especially you, his second child."

"Yes, I do. I also remember how he made us fight among ourselves like animals in the name of 'training'. Damn! He never even treated our wounds. WE took care of each other, Yuri, not him." He snapped. "He only wanted to create an army to protect him while he leveled up in his illegal businesses, he only turned us into his dogs, charging us on whoever he wished. So don't give me all of that."

"He trained us to survive in this cruel world. So what if he took help of our skills and strength for his protection? That's the least we can do for him."

Defeated, Baekhyun leaned back in his chair and pinched between his eyes. Yuri's unconditional love for Father spoke volumes. He knew that it was a waste of time to make her understand because he too once loved Father more than he loved himself.

"I don't want to live the life of violence anymore." He said in defeat, remembering about his Hyung.

Yuri sighed. "That's why you ran away and live in a basement?" She sniggered, "Look, Father helped you when you were young, weak and poor. Now it's your turn. He needs you." She placed a hand over Baekhyun's as her eyes softened, "I need you."

Baekhyun stood up, clenching his teeth, "I think you should go now."

~

Taehyung was forced into the limo and the two men guarding the door made sure he doesn't come out. "Who are you? What do you want from me?!" He demanded an answer fiercely.

Ah, such deep voice. Yong Guk found himself nervous infront of such a good looking boy though there were several scars on the brunette's face. Regardless, Yong Guk was suddenly conscious of his own appearance, although he was quite handsome himself.

He cleared his throat. "My name is Jeon Yong Guk." He reached out for a handshake but the brunette only stared at him uninterestedly, intensely, which made the young lord want him even more. He continued, "I don't like beating around the bush, you see I'm a bit impatient. So here's the thing; sleep with me." Taehyung was taken aback at his straightforwardness. Yong Guk only smirked, "I'll pay you, don't worry."

The perplexed brunette shook his head in disbelieve. "I'm sorry, I'm not what you think I am."

Yong Guk was growing impatient. He leaned in. "Do you know who my father is?"

When Taehyung learned about his father, he felt even more trapped. What did he do so wrong in his previous life? He was already homeless, penniless, barefooted, and had the devil on his tail. There was no way in hell he'd sell his body, his pride for money, everything else was lost already.

But Yong Guk wasn't a guy who would let something happen against his will. So the brunette chose his next words carefully. "F*ck off."

~

Taehyung couldn't believe his luck. Instead of getting a good beating, he was let go only with the pervert's business card. "Call me if you change your mind." He simply crumpled up the card and threw it away.

Taehyung had never been so humiliated before.