His Killdom

Desperate

"What did you say?"

The brunette hesitated before repeating himself. "Teach me how to fight." Baekhyun looked at the weakling before him for a moment and simply sniggered, "Why, do you plan to pay for it too?" Taehyung grit his teeth and gulp down his anger.

Baekhyun could see the pain, the desperacy in the brunette's eyes and he was reminded of his younger self. He averted his gaze, "Look, I am a pacifist by nature. Hence, I take no pleasure in taking people down. None. It's just necessary." "It's necessary for me too." Taehyung insisted.

Baekhyun was once in Taehyung's shoes. He could completely understand the boy's agony. However, he also knew the surge of excitement which energizes one to strike. The rush is addictive and addiction doesn't know it's limits. He may use his fist once for revenge, then for a living, and then for sheer pleasure. Baekhyun has been a victim of his strength once. He has now learned to put his head down and live life quietly. It was for the best for both his enemies and himself.

The elder one opened his mouth to say something but noticed something from the corner of his eyes. Then he simply went back behind the counter and popped a gum into his mouth. "I see that you have made new friends." The brunette was confused until Baekhyun signalled at the man outside the store. Taehyung carefully looked at him and gasped.

This time the man tailing him wasn't one of the thugs. He was one of Jeon Yong Guk's dog.

"Doesn't look like one of your old buddies. Someone's too popular these days." Baekhyun said, lifting his brow nonchalantly. Taehyung seemed a bit to nervous to respond.

Baekhyun thought for a while before speaking, although he knew he'd regret it later, "Let's go."

The troublesome duo headed out and somewhere along the way, the elder one managed to get rid of the man stalking the brunette.

The man in the suit looked around for the skinny boy in vain. The night was just too dark and the streetlights too dim. It wasn't as if he was familiar with the area either. He knew what could his boss do if he didn't do his job well. His ringtone echoed around the silent neighborhood. It was his boss, Yong Guk, checking on him personally. F*ck! You're so dead, Kang Dong Woo, he thought to himself.

Jeon Yong Guk was upset. Not because he lost the boy, but because the brunette was making him restless. It was a strange feeling. He was growing more and more impatient. He pushed his hair back tentatively and sipped on his wine, "Get me a stronger drink." He asked one of his men, "..and get rid of Kang Do Woo for me, please?"