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Orange warm sun beams filled the white room. Light wooden accents were set with a little bit of gold. The colors harmonized together with the wooden elements. Wind came from the the balcony.

It was like a wall out of glasses. The brown hair from the tattooists shined bright in the sunlight. His eyes were closed and his pale body was covered with white expensive basic clothes.

"You like evenings like this." noticed the black-haired male. He leaned against the white frame from the door. Jeon looked up and his skin glowed in warm tones.

A small "Hm" came from the boy and he turned his head away. Jeon wasn't in the mood to talk to Park. He just called his brother. Only to tell him that he can't play today and ended the call for Park's eyes while his little brother started to cry.

It was one of Park's commands and he had to do it. But he hated it.

"I'm talking to you Jeon. You should answer me." spoke the gang member in a cold tone while he was unbuttoned his white elegant shirt.

The eyes from the younger boy went wide and a soft tone of pink covered his cheeks by the sight of the naked chest and stomach from Park.

A big grin covered his lips and his dark eyes traveled over the slim body from Jeon. "Like what you see?" asked Park and grinned even more. "Uh?- Tsk n-no." spoke Jeon and looked away from the muscular body.

The younger one bit his lips and gulped softly. His eyes traveled to the wall out of glass and he looked out. Warm and light colors were dunked by the sun. Slowly passed the warm evening in Seoul away.

The night returned and many colorful lights filled the darkness. "You should go to sleep, kid." spoke the older male and looked at the brown haired young male. Park got a deadly glare from the tattoo artist.

"Don't call me a kid. I'm an adult." A cold tone came from Jeon as he spoke. "Tsk! In my eyes are you a little kid and I can show you that." laughed the gang member.