Stars, Seas and Skies

VIII

Thoughts roamed around my head as I came to the dead end of the narrow alley. Its silent like before, birds' chirping sometimes, but not always, hands inside my big overcoat. It was still very cold. Winter season is coming. 

I heard a chuckle, I thought it was mine, oh, I hoped it was mine. "Na Jaemin, We meet again" 

Who's that voice? Who owns this voice? I have heard it before. I look back and see a tall figure standing on top of a short building. The figure of the moon was standing behind him and drew the moonlight, hence I could not see who he really was, he had a dagger in his hand, that was for sure. His shadow castes over my body. Besides that, the moon was really beautiful, a wolf would probably be howling right now. 

He jumps down, I can see him clearly now, His face is pretty white, Eyes look shining, Lips were good and nose was just the perfect size. These perfect proportions made him look like a complete flower boy. And I remembered, he was the flower boy I couldn't have. 

"Huang Renjun" 

"We meet again" Renjun said and smiled. That didn't last very long as he charged at me, his eyes were red from anger and impatience probably. Damn, talk about mood swings. His dagger just passes by my neck as I dodge him. But I didn't train for years just to lose to a weakling. Never. I attack him, quick as lighting taking my most used knife. My best knife. And I pin him to the wall. My knife inches away from his face. Asking to get in contact with flesh. But not today.

Weakling. 

"Nothing much has changed, Jaemin"

I scoffed. He was right. "Damn that motherfucker" 

I just smiled while I  could. "So, Why here?"

"Why not?" Damn, he really was the flower boy I couldn't have.

"Meh, you see I have a job to do" "Mother." I didn't want to jump to conclusions, but I did see him biting down his lips, choking back his tears. He tried to sound casual, maybe he is a little broken inside. 

He was one part left alone and two parts tragedy. 

We were all the same, in a certain way.

I act like I don't know. He probably came here to bury his dead mother's body. His father had already left him and her for another family. And throughout this, I was the one who stuck by, The one who stuck by the flower boy he couldn't ever have, call his, be with him. But at least save him. You save everyone but who saves you?

"What kind of work?" I ask. I don't really expect anything great. 

"Its usual stuff"

"Then why are you here?"

"Adventure" Adventure my ass, he was brave, but not the boy scout kid. He was really bad lying. He lied to his best friend. He was different.

"Do you at least have a place to live?"

"Come at mine then" I say, I smile. I like showing kindness, to the ones who rightfully deserve it. 

I took him to my home. It was definitely big enough for at least 18 people to live in. So 2 people in one house couldn't be a big deal. I do get a hell lot of money for murdering the ones who people desire to be taken out of this world. He could live there forever and I wouldn't mind. I don't mind a housemate. Jeffrey can't help in that matter. 

I like to keep it dark in my room. Besides my room, the entire house is bright with light. But I am almost certain that now Renjun is here, out house is going to be extra lit. Like his personality. At Least I get to live with my best friends. He is one of the people I don't find fake.