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@♣ Nam Taehyun "Honestly... I think I can handle everything by now," Taehyung said and his lips. "The worst I had was with my father. Now I at least am allowed to wear protection and get regular tests." He knew it was probably not so nice to tell Taehyun, the other would not like it, but what would it give them if he sugar-coated his words and lied? No, Taehyung was no one to be like this. He wanted to tell him the truth. He wanted his best friend to know what was there to know.
"I will let you know. I wanted to disappear for a while but I don't know if this will work so easily." He smiled weakly and shrugged. "We will see."
A soft chuckle left his pretty lips and he looked at the handsome man. They had grown up so fast. "It is fine, you can always call me or text me. I will reply, no worries." But some replies might be stupid and full of typos, depending how his state was then.

Surprised he looked at the other and then he laughed happily.
"Really? Ah, that will be great!" He clapped his hands in joy and chuckled. He was feeling so much better with Taehyun. He had missed his friend so much. "I am looking forward to it!"
He hummed and then finished cooking, turning the stove off. He liked preparing food, especially for his best friend.

"Of course I can," he said and smiled brightly. "I will make you love it again!"
It was true, Taehyung had always been the only one to make his best friend the right ginger green tea and he hoped he still was. He could never forget how it was made so that should work.
"Any other wishes?" he asked while serving the food and then making the tea. He felt good and he was glad he was able to make Taehyun feel good as well.

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun's eyes narrowed at the suggestion, feeling his stomach pushing his last meal the wrong way. Oh he could do all of these in a consensual way, for pleasure, but thinking the other was sometimes actually forced nudged him between the urge to lock him up in secure prison.
"Whatever you can't handle is the limit. But let me know if you want to disappear."
Now that he knew how the other hated his job, he would set the whole city on fire to find Taehyung if he did not hear from him for too long.
"Just tell me you're alright. It might sound stupid but now that I know what you do, I won't be able to ignore it."

Taehyun was glad to see the other this happy about the breakfast idea, it was close to nothing but starting the day with someone they loved was the beginning of happiness one would say and to the cop, Taehyung used yo be the definition of his well being.
"We will prepare that breakfast together duh! And we will enjoy it together." He wanted to be coddled for the night but the next day, he would help as much as he'd be able to and he would pamper his friend too.

"What do you mean you could not have me, you always had me, as much as our maturity considered owning someone that is."
He smiled and frowned lightly at the thought that maybe back then, Taehyung had more feelings than he did, he had always been more mature than him but that didn't cross his mind.
"Can you make that ginger green tea as you used to? Only you knew the right measures."

@♣ Nam Taehyun "But what is a little borderline to you? Drugs? Weapons? Something else?" Or . Taehyung had to admit that all of that was something he had experienced and none of this had had his consent. But what should he do? Complaining would only make it worse.
"I might just run away," he hummed and, oh well, it was true. It was something he honestly considered. If he wanted out of this gang he had to disappear. In one or another way.
"But I might text you, yes." He looked softly at his friend.

A soft chuckle left his lips and he nodded, grinning slightly.
"I havent had that in forever. It sounds like a great plan!" He hummed and stretched a bit, smiling warmly. He had missed his best friend a lot and it was great
"I can prepare that for breakfast. Definitely." He wiggled his head softly while preparing the food. He felt content and happy.

Surprised he blinked when he heard Taehyun's question.
"Mhhh maybe I was just nostalgic cause I could not have you." He nudged his friend softly and the hot water for the tea. "What tea would you like?" He tilted his head a bit.
Romatically content, huh? He had not really noticed.

@♦ Kim Taehyung It seemed like a fun idea except Taehyun knew he'd overthink his friend's role in those kinks. He'd imagine them and obviously, he'd treat the influent men very differently on the force.
"You must have a good memory... I'm almost sad about it."
He did look sad at the thought that the other certainly had a lot of nasty memories he'd never really part from.
"Hey if someday one was to request something a little borderline, do suggest a and text me, I will end them, no questions asked.

"For breakfast, I want our morning killer, you know, what we'd make at my house when we skipped morning classes: bacon, eggs, toasts and anime of course." It had been a while since he had pampered himself to such a treat since it meant about nothing if his Taehyung wasn't with him to share. "We have a lot to catch on. Coffee for tomorrow: yes, but tonight I'd love a tea to conclude a night of expensive drinks at the lounge..."
He had gotten rid of his jacket shoes and even sweater and sat o the kitchen table as he watched Taehyung prepare the dinner.

"So, who's the boyfriend? I have the feeling you're very... content... romantically. You used to be very nostalgic when single and looking for a new crush, that's how I know." He commented and reached out for an open bag of chips. He tried one and hummed contently, snackin on it.

@♣ Nam Taehyun "You know I love seeing you blush," Taehyung said and chuckled softly. His friend was incredible handsome but with slightly red cheeks he was the most beautiful person he had ever seen - at least as far as he could remember. But the other looked like a bad boy and having red cheeks mixed with this look would look amazing, he was more then sure of this. He grinned brightly and tilted his head.
"So, dont you dare hide your blushing cheeks from me, okay?" he said and chuckled softly, nudging the other slightly. It was so easy to be himself wih Taehyun. No hiding, no acting. He was just the Kim Taehyung he was, the one he easily had to keep away from many other people - so this part of him wasnt crushed. So this part of him was safe and sound. And around Taehyun it was the safest place. Oh how he had missed the other.

"Aw man! I even chose the best sausages for you," he joked and wiggled his eyebrows. "And now it goes to the waste." He winked and laufhed softly. He grinned amused when he heard his friends question. Well it was a good one. Something he could threaten those s even though this wasnt what he needed to do. His job was to get secrets out of this s and this always worked the best when they were lying in bed after having amazing . And Tahyung made sure they had this.
"Oh so you wanna know about their kinks, huh?" He grinned amused. "There are quite many. Tell me names and I'll tell you the kink." His grin grew a bit.

A soft hum left his lips and he nodded. "Of course you are sleeping over," he said and smiled softly, taking off his shoes and jacket. He would prepare a great meal even though it was only rice and meat - he knew how to cook a decent meal. "And yeah I'll prepare great breakfast tomorrow." He chuckled softly. "What would you like to have?"
A sofr lauh left his lips and he shook his head. "Both girls. Marshmallow and Creampuff. But as long as they are patted they dont care about the gender." He chuckled softly and patted them before cleaning his hands and getting the ingredients out. "Would you like coffee?"

@♦ Kim Taehyung "You just want to see me blush..."
That was what Taehyun concluded, because it was what bothered him. Taehyung knew how to make him blush, and that kind of affection was an easy way to embarass him. He used to find it unmanly back when he was struggling to be seen as a foolish man and not just an immature boy. Now, it only wouldn't match with his uniform not his reputation. He was the prick that came into the interrogation room, offered his colleagues a break for coffee or else and manually shut down the camera to get answers the unconventional way, with a grin, always. He was the bad cop, and better than ever, he had no idea how to let himself blush while at it.

"Yup just . I'll leave the sausages to your care." he smirked and followed his friend in the building.
He had figured Taehyung was very well paid to so much as keep it up; he even hoped the other found it interesting with some of his clients, or preferably disinteresting with only a few of his clients so that he'd still have the strength to wake up every morning.
"I'm so close to asking you which of those public personalities have dirty kinks... You know, stuff I can share when I take them to the county prison..." That kind of intel always made their life hell inside.
"I'm fine with rice and meat then... I have breakfast here tomorrow anyway. I'm sleeping over right?" he asked and his eyes fell on the cats the other mentioned. He removed his shoes and squatted in socks to pet the cats.
"Hey boys..." he said and smiled kindly before looking up. "Are they even boys?"

@♣ Nam Taehyun Another soft laugh spilled from Taehyung’s lips and he smiled warmly at his friend. “You know I can never stop talking about this kind of love whenever I am around you, Hyunnie.” He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned of the other. It was true, as long as it was Taehyun he felt way too comfortable to make himself stop talking. No matter what it was, he knew it was safe with Taehyun. Even if the other sometimes might make fun of him, it was safe and sound. Taehyun had always been his safe place and even after so many years it only took a few seconds for Taehyung to already feel safe and sound again.

Grinning brightly Taehyung shook his head.
“, huh? Not some nice, pretty sausage but ?” He laughed and looked at Taehyun before punching the numbers for the security code in front of the building in. “Guess I have to get you something like that then.” He grinned.
It felt good. Even after such a long time they were still not this different. They still did the same stupid jokes, they could still laugh about them. Even though so much had happened, here they were laughing about stupid, idiotic jokes. Which made Taehyung extremely happy.

Surprised the other looked as his friend and tilted his head. “Well… I am basically doing the same for the gang right now, only with this old, ugly bastards. Most of them are politicians or such so getting information about them is what I do.” While getting ed, of course. But it was the easiest way. Whenever they were satisfied they loved to spill every small secret. And Taehyung was good in his job, even when drugged and bloody he could still get those information and he would certainly not forget them.
“But I guess it is much better paid.” He chuckled softly. It was true, they paid him quite a lot. The former leader had made sure of that before he had given the spot away and no one ever had thought of dropping it ever since. Better for them because the kind of work he was doing no one else wanted to, not on free terms at least.
“That would be boring. I could make breakfast. Or just some rice with meat or so. Whatever you prefer! Just let me know something,” he said and then opened the door, letting Taehyun in. He was greeted with a soft meow and he smiled.
“I am back,” he said and petted his two cats that stopped right in front of him. “Come in. I hope you don’t mind those two.”

@♦ Kim Taehyung "That's the kind of love you can't talk about out loud Tae..."
Taehyun was shaking his head slowly as if strongly disapproving but his friend couldn't be forced out of his ways and he didn't want to change him. It was more than comforting to have him back.
To him, he didn't sacrifice so much; he made others sacrifice more for each day he spent being an officer of the law. Someone had to pay, each day, for his inability to be in a gang somehow.

Upon hearing the other's question, he turned and looked at him with the start of a cheeky grin. Taehyung knew better than to bluntly ask him something he could twist into a related joke. It was served to him, the opportunity was laying just there on a gold plate for him to take: "." It was the kind of dumb stuff he used to answer when they were teenagers and though he matured up and actually happened to be pretty adventurous with his flings, the joke was still the same; if he was asked what to eat, it would be something dirty, period.

"You could really join the police. They have that scary programm where you're spying for them in a gang and you get paid outrageously bad for risking your life. I'd do it if I wasn't sure I wouldn't like to be a e in the end. You know how I get serious about things..."
This was clear irony: he never got serious enough and he was likely to drop the act at the first misplaced hand on his or worse. He'd kill for nothing so undercover jobs weren't his forte. He chuckled shortly and waited for the other to unlock his door to enter and remove his shoes.
"Yes cook some Taehyung. But if it's popcorn and nuggets I'll be pretty glad already." That on the other hand was the very truth. He was very bad at living alone and anything could be a meal to him.

@♣ Nam Taehyun “But… but what if I am in love with your babyfat?” Taehyung said and pouted. Of course he was just joking but it was true that Taehyun was the only family he had left now. And he cared a lot for the other, even though they hadn’t seen each other for quite a while now. Years. He really had missed the other.
“I might,” he chuckled and wiggled his head a little bit. “But we sacrifice quite a bit for our jobs nowadays, don’t we,” he said and shrugged. Sadly that was true even though his job was something he shouldn’t be doing at all. Especially if he didn’t feel good at all. He hated his job.

“I do,” Taehyung chuckled and looked at the other. “I have thick curtains and disinterested neighbours.” A soft chuckle left his lips but he did realize that it was dangerous. Taehyun was a cop but not just any cop. He was someone people would use anything to bribe him with and Taehyung was aware that they would even use a human – no, especially if it was a human. They would take the opportunity. But he didn’t want to give it to them, not now, not ever.
“What would you like to eat, mh?” He wiggled his head, going through all the options of sushi and pizza and other things.

“It is sad. It happened suddenly but… oh well. Life likes to be an ,” Taehyung said and shrugged while walking next to his friend. He wished he hadn’t been alone back then. He wished he had been able to reach out for Taehyun but there had been no possibility. Even running away ended in a disaster and for a few months, no, actually years, he hadn’t been able to properly talk to anyone. It was sad but Taehyung was no one who would cry over something like this. He had to be strong, no one else would be strong for him after all.
“Yeah… you know my dad. He has always been an ,” he said and shrugged, looking away. It was true. His father had never been a nice guy but as long as his mother had been alive this man had known how to tone it down, especially in front of others.
“I actually tried. To get away from that with all possible options. I even offered people to buy me but… my father always found a way to disagree. And then I ended up here.” Well, at least now he had better conditions and a lot more money. And a place he could go home to and not being locked in a room he didn’t even like.
“Mh? Sounds fine. I could cook something for the two of us!” He grinned brightly. Cooking was something he was at least okay with.

@♦ Kim Taehyung There used to be a spot that he considered sensible in his cheek, all because of Taehyung's merciless pokes. He had almost forgotten how a poke felt and all came rushing back on him with that single touch of his.
"Don't poke my babyfat and talk about love at the time. That's inappropriate." he said and with all his might, he failed at looking serious.
"You work with savages" he chuckled at the mention of broken bones as a kink. The precinct was pretty much a Kinder garden most of the times.

Taehyun saw all options that were offered to him and bit on his lower lips, making his choice according to the other's security.
"Then we'll order at your place and get a delivery."
Taehyung seemed to ignore how muchbof a bad image it could be to stand by his side and it worried the young officer.
"I hope you have thick curtains and disinterested neighbors."
He was an and people had nothing on him to make him chant. Now his childhood friend was the closest thing to family to him and if the word got around, Taehyung would be his exposure.

"I'm sorry to hear about your mother now."
He regretted he wasn't with his friend when the news came, just like whenever he had been sad over his father completely abandoning him. He raised a brow upon hearing the otherns father sold his own son. It was the kind of stuff that went on in town, but it only came as a real shock when it happened to a close relative.
"That's quite ty."
And yet Taehyung seemed to still live it up somehow where he would have gotten himself killed by provocation, Taehyung was still the strongest of both.
"I would have lost my mind." he said, holding on the other's arm. I would have tried to get myself killed. You know me. Self harm before someone harms."
He followed the other to his building leaning against the walls whenever he could. He was tired and willing to maybe pass out at his friend's place, in the scent he missed the most.
"Actually if you have something to snack on at home, I'll be all fine with it. We don't need a four star course do we?"

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@♣ Nam Taehyun “As long as you still love your Jenny from the block I am sure you are still the same, deep down,” Taehyung chuckled softly and poked his friend’s cheek. He knew exactly that the older didn’t like it but he did it anyways. He had always been pretty stubborn with his best friend.
Oh how he had missed him.
A soft chuckle left his lips and he shook his head amused. “Oh you have no idea what kinks most of my customers have. I think broken bones is one of the things they would definitely pay for.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “And the hospital bill, of course.” He grinned and kept walking.
Taehyun had always been pretty ruthless and he was sure that, over the years, it had intensified – it only made Taehyung more curious. How had his friend changed? How was he living now? Taehyung had many questions but for now he was just really glad they had crossed paths again.

“Oh, dinner sounds like a plan. Would you like to go to a fancy restaurant or get some take out and chill at my apartment?” Taehyung smiled warmly. “We can order as well.” He really wished Taehyun would stay for a while and if that meant dinner he gladly would treat him to dinner every day. “Ah, I do already know quite a few. Why?”
He smiled slightly and then took a shaky breath. The next question wasn’t his favorite after all. For a long moment he closed his eyes and held onto Taehyun’s arm.
“Mom died shortly before my birthday back then,” he said and oh his friend knew how much he had loved his mother. She had been a strong but loving mother and even though Taehyung’s home hadn’t always been the best he had felt comfortable coming home. “And in fact you are wrong. My father introduced me to being a e.”

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun laughed, feeling like he was finally reuniting with his soulmate after so long. With stupid humor, the references, and maybe soon: the lazy days mobbing incognito.
"Hey Tae, I might had changed a little but not that much."
Actually he had changed on this precise point. No one pulled him to the good side anymore, and so he went wild and wicked.
"Your clothes will just look extra thight on me. They would look great to your clients but I think not many will accept to pay for leaving with broken bones if not worse."
He completed his words with a sly grin, he was even more ruthless than he used to be since he was able to test violence for himself ever since, from torturing to killing.

"For starters, you sure could treat me to dinner. And then maybe use that money to contract all the assassins you met, and I bet you know a few by now."
If his friend was okay to consider death he had to consider doing something great for it, props of having nothing to lose one would say.
If it was up to him, he'd beat that half-brother refusing to hear him out and he'd take his seat, anytime. "There are only so many ways to start a riot..." He said lowering his heas as they walked in the street.
"What about your parents? They wouldn't let you do such a thing with their name and your body would they?"

@♣ Nam Taehyun “I will /always/ be Jenny from the block,” Taehyung said and then laughed softly. He then got quiet. “I mean, I did change. A lot, probably. So did you, for sure.” He sighed and his lips. “But deep inside I think I still am the same, somehow.” At least that was what he hoped.
Things had happened, many things and he was sure that Taehyun wouldn’t be too happy to hear about all that. About the reason why the contact had suddenly stopped or why he had a huge scar on his chest that spelled a word no one would like to show to others – luckily his clients found it nice, most of them and the others did not care at all as long as they could a cute face.
“I know, but maybe you can make an exception for a cutie like me.” He winked at the other. “You can be cool and nice to such a cutie like me.” Taehyun used to say he couldn’t be nice as he needed to be cool while Taehyung always tried to make him be nice to him.
His eyes brightened when Taehyun said he was allowed to try some of the others clothes. “Really? That would be so cool! I am sure you’d like me in them!” he said and grinned at his friend, hugging his arm slightly. “Don’t worry, you don’t need to try my clothes in exchange. Even though you surely would look amazing in them!”

A soft sigh left Taehyung’s lips and he nodded slightly. “Well, yeah.” He sighed and looked down. The Dragons. It was always the Dragons, it had always been the Dragons. He had never wanted to join the Dragons, never, But here he was, a member of the gang for quite a few years already.
“Well, you learn not to throw up everytime so I kinda ignore all the ugly faces and eventually go home to my cats and repeat that everyday while piling stacks of money at the bank.” He chuckled slightly. “I could take you out to dinner with that money.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Taehyung left the room and linked his arm with his friend again.
“Probably,” he whispered quietly and sighed. “There is nothing I can do about it. I either obey or I’ll die. Just like all the people here.” He took a shaky breath. “I was glad when Kris picked me up and took me away… back then. But… but now I am not. Now I am not sure if it is worth to even stay alive for such a sad life.” He smiled weakly at Taehyun. He did not want to die, not at all. But what kind of life was this?

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun raised one of his pale eyebrow at the affirmative. He wouldn't claim he hadn't changed like his friend did but he trusted him.
"So you're still /Jenny from the block/" He mused, making a little reference to a song they jammed to when they were younger. He chortled at the assumption that he too wouldn't like the clients.
"I have changed, but as it comes to creepy biases, I'd surprise you. I'd have to take a liking at some point you know."
That or he'd wait and see if the Dragon leader had balls to blow his brains out for cutting the of one of his Executives. He was all about provocation and impulse, he had always been, but it had taken proportions.
"Cutie, you know I can't be nice, I don't look cool if I'm being nice."
That was what he used to say and back in the day, it was a hassle to be mean on demand. Now he wasn't even sure what was mean. Words went out and sometimes people lost it in shouts or cries and he'd hear the ring of an end of a fight in his head: /bingo you were just mean for no reason at all/.
"You say you haven't changed so I trust you to try some of my clothes as soon as you'll get to my place." They used to exchange clothes. They exchanged so many thing when they were young, and although had weird working clothes he still had the best style to himself.

He smiled at the other's words regarding his life hacks.
"So it's the damn Dragons again huh..."
The Dragons he wanted to ally, the gang he had wished he'd lead someday but herehe was,playing without any team. He eyes his friend a few times, catching glimpses of the transformation. It maddened Taehyun to know how hos friend was enslaved to the very gang he only wanted to join. It felt unfair to even mention it, so he didn't.
"So you basically throw up in your mouth all day and you go home to your cats and you repeat it everyday, piling stacks of money at the bank?"
It still had no appeal to Taehyun, his friend deserved more from life. He got up from the bench and opened the door, watching him as he waited to head to his friend's home.
"Basically you're telling me that unless I destruct the Dragons or I become the new leader, you're stuck with that life, am I right?"

@♣ Nam Taehyun For a long moment Taehyung stayed quiet the question of his friend was appropriate. Did Taehyun still know him?
“Yes,” Taehyung then said and smiled softly, looking at his friend. “You still know me,” he hummed and made his way towards the dressing room. “It is sad but you wouldn’t like the clients as well.” He grimaced. He didn’t even have the chance to choose his own clients. Some were handsome but had the worst kinks while others looked disgusting but went slow and soft on him – Taehyung did not like any of it. Actually he hated this job and he wanted nothing more to get out of it. But sadly it did not always work the way he wanted it.
Surprised he then blinked and chuckled slightly.
“You think so? A police uniform would suit me well?” He shook his head amused. “I don’t know. I could try one on for you.” But he could never change his occupation to something this nice. He had always wanted to be something people could respect and now he was here, a e.
“But only if you ask nicely,” he said and stuck his tongue out, laughing softly.

Taehyung shook his head and looked at his friend. “Nah. Even my cats don’t know my kinks. But I also do not have some rick and influent politic that pays my rent. I do make quite some money in this job to pay my own bills but… I don’t have to. The dragons pay my rent.” He puffed his cheeks slightly. He did not like that. Being depended on someone, especially when it was about money. But they wouldn’t let him take care of his own apartment so he was bound to them. Not that he had much in his apartment anyways aside from his cats.
“And Thursday morning? I don’t know but when I wake up on Thursday mornings I am not up for any dates,” he said and laughed then, shaking his head.
He closed the door behind them before he took the skinny and cold shirt off before cuddling into a warm and comfortable sweater that was accurate for this weather. He did the same with the short pants, changing it with cuddly socks and comfortable jeans. He liked such clothes a lot more.
What kept him from quitting? That was a sweet question.
“My life,” Taehyung then said and put the other clothes away. “The second I pack my things and leave they’ll kill me.” He smiled sadly and looked at Taehyun. “I either stay here alive with this job or I quit and end up with a bullet right here.” He pointed to the spot between his eyebrows. “There isn’t much I can do.” He took his bag and looked to his friend. “We can leave,” he said and grabbed his jacket.
Back then when the clan had been under Kris he would have been allowed to leave but now that it was Kai who sat at the top of this clan he had no chance at all.

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun shrugged lightly, watching Taehyung.
"Do I know you anymore?"
It was harsh, but it was also true. They spent some of the most determining years, behavior-wise, apart from each other, both turning out with jobs far from their prior dreams and expectations and there they were, reaching out in case they could still be friends. "I'm glad you keep a safe place to your own. But it must be quite the sad life if you hate all your clients..." He commented.
Again, Taehyun always spat what he thought with his friend. He was however supposed to restrain himself after such a long time. Politeness had been banned from his life rules a while ago.
"Well maturity only worked out perfectly on you too Taehyung. You would look good too in that police uniform, if not even better than me."
And like that, with his head slightly bent, his y stare, he was imagining things and he liked what he saw. His friend would be better off in the force was what he had in mind. There was so little he would be able to do if he learnt that some prick were a little too much fun with Taehyung, let alone if some of his many enemies learnt that he was a friend of the e, they'd blackmail him.
Taehyun looked around for cctv, before pulling his hood on, lowering his head. Good thing he didn't come there in uniform.

He chuckled lightly, smiling to himself as Taehyung reassured him. This was the kind of relation that would only make powerful people hold them and manipulate them. At least Taehyun had a firearm, but his friend was barely evzn dressed well against colds.
"Mh don't tell me: only your cats know about your kinks... Or there's some rich and influent politic talking about love at first sight and paying your expensive rent for Thursday morning dates."
He was a tabloid hook title extraordinaire at the precinct, until someone sent him off to the archives: every day.
He followed Taehyung closely, keeping his head down. The the dressing room, Taehyun let go of his friend's hand to quickly check if they were alone and once reassured, he laid down on a bench, waiting for Taehyun.
"What's keeping you from quitting?"
He was serious and already working on means to get Taehyung out of the job if he really didn't like it.

@♣ Nam Taehyun “Ouch; you really think I would take such guys to my own apartment? And risk people breaking into my house and me because they don’t have enough money to pay such a high class e as me? How stupid of you to think that!” Taehyung laughed and shook his head amused. “My apartment is the place where I am nothing but a normal person. Also, I wouldn’t want those s to touch my precious kittens.” He shook his head and looked at Taehyun. “None of my clients has ever seen my apartment. I keep them here, nowhere else.”
He then laughed softly, hearing his friend talk about a God of Hot – it made him laugh slightly. “Ah, is that so? You are not easy? Well, you’ve never been easy but we still got along very well so I guess it is fine for me.” He at least hoped that. He wanted to get along with Taehyun again and right now it seemed as if it was working. Surely, there would be situations they wouldn’t get along well but that was okay. They often teased each other and ended up sulking.
“I am sure everyone loves the blond hair but I can’t say that about the uniform as I haven’t seen it on you before.” He grinned and chuckled softly. It was true, Taehyun looked very good with the blond hair.

“Don’t worry, I am not interested in any other officer than my hottie here,” Taehyung said and pointed at the other, tilting his head. “You have no need to get angry over that.” Or jealous. But maybe this word was a little too early to use after they had only met for such a short time. He needed to test where Taehyun’s limits were now, if they had changed or if he needed to be careful on some topics.
“Ah, maybe I’ll just cover your eyes then when going there,” he said and grinned amused. “But, I have to disappoint you, my kinks are all my secrets. I am not going to spill them so easily.” He grinned amused. “Not even if you pay the double amount. I am not taking my kinks to work.” Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows. Of course he didn’t. If he liked his work enough to enjoy it properly, he maybe would. But he hated it, he hated this place and the only perks were the money and, definitely, being able to meet his best friend here.
“Okay, let’s go,” he agreed and took Taehyun’s warm hand, getting up. It was getting a bit fresh here and he really wanted his comfortable and warm clothes back.
“Let me change into my other clothes first. You can join me in my room, I don’t mind it.” He smiled and slowly made his way downstairs.

@♦ Kim Taehyung "Really, what are the risks of dropping at your place at anytime? I'm not sure I want to meet your sugar daddies..." Taehyun said raising a brow. Actually he very much wanted to see how his friend was bieng treated to very much knock off those he wouldn't deem worthy of Taehyung's attention and time.
He laughed as it was confirmed that he'd have issues climbing up to his friend's window.
"Well you know what they say: Just do it or die trying."
He shook his head at the indirect compliment he received from the other, taking it for himself of course. "That blind guy you overheard is, well, blind, because there's no hot guy working at the central police station. There's all kinds of weird looking people, and there's a God of Hot, dripping manliness and iness which you may call /friend/, but try to keep it a secret. I'm not easy."
And as a matter of fact, Taehyun had always been very picky as it came to friends, real friends.
"I can sleep with my targets myself; you know they love the uniform and the blonde hair."
To this Taehyun winked. He was mostly handling his issues on his own most of the time and he could go far to reach his own goals; pride was but a frail veil.

Just the same Taehyung was picky; he had all reasons to be to Taehyung who even after all these years, considered him the hottest of both although he wouldn't say it so easily.
"You better not hang around those other officers indeed." He warned, his eyes serious since he wasn't joking: he would enter a state of rage unequalled if he heard one of his colleague rant about Taehyung. He wasn't particularly jealous, but he had his limits.
"Yes do that: invite me to your place so that I can add your address to the file; I mean that's the only detail missing in your file. That and I saw a few question mark regarding the kinks you're into so we'll go through that later and your file will be entirely filled." he joked once again and pushed himself off the sofa before offering his hand to his friend. "Let's go."

@♣ Nam Taehyun “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you can come here and visit me. But won’t be my apartment a better idea?” Taehyung said and chuckled amused. “And sorry, 7th floor.” He winked at the other and laughed then. “But I might give you a spare key if you are nice to me.” He chuckled and relaxed. He was getting better, more relaxed. It was slowly getting to a point where they talked just like back then and it calmed him down a lot. Oh how he had missed him.
“Really? No wonder people do not like going to the police anymore,” he joked and winked at the other. “But I think I overheard someone saying some hot guy was working there.” He grinned and tilted his head. When Taehyun suddenly got serious he blinked and nodded slightly.
“And if you ever need my help, don’t hesitate.” After all, he was great in getting the information he wanted and needed.

“I might be stepping up my services for you but you are definitely going to be the only one. I am not spreading my legs for the entire police station!” Taehyung shook his head and pouted. “I am treasured enough to be picky,” he said and stuck his tongue out. “Guess I might end up as the priority to the police department, one day.” He wiggled his eyebrows amused.
He actually had never minded jokes so he found it funny. Their humor had always not been the best.
“Maybe I was. I was actually already dressed all nicely for my way home when one of our workers told me I had another appointment. All he said was that there was a young man waiting for me and that he paid quite a high amount to see me and that he wouldn’t go until I come. What would you think?” He tilted his head. Last time he had had a special appointment it hadn’t ended well, sadly.
“You don’t have to pay anymore than you already did. I wont let you. You are my friend, right?”
He then laughed softly and shook his head. “I might be, but not today. Instead, what about me inviting you to my home?”

@♦ Kim Taehyung The mere mention of one of their last beautiful memory together darkened Taehyung's face to the point Taehyun was sure his friend was still mad about his own going missing. Whichever the reason was, he wouldn't ask for it just yet, because he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it just yet. Also, it was certainly not seen well to make a pretty boy cry, no matter how much he had paid.

He caught Taehyung smile at last,one he had missed with all his heart. "i wouldn't expect any less of you." He commented, looking forward to their little fights and pranks.
"I can't help it if they see the weapons I carry with or without my uniform dear. Also your felines better get used to me because I'm not going to pay every time I want to see you. I'd rather climb up to your place, tell me you live lower than on a fourth floor please."
He said, turning to rest the side of his head against the sofa, looking at his friend closely.
"The job is fine if not fun. You know me, and I haven't changed much, I quickly allied the reason why people don't trust the police." He said and offered a goofy smile. He was never an angel, and the nearly white hair didn't change him.
"But if you were to need my help, I'd be of use alright?" He was suddenly all serious. His smile fading. Whatever troubled his bestfriend would perish, period.

"You do look good. Luckily for you, you're not a priority for the police but if you're lowering your prices for us to meet or stepping up your services with me I might just make sure you're never a priority to the police department."
He grinned. Did he have that power: not yet. Would he need to intervene any soon: he didn't think so. Was he being serious about the services and prices: no. Was he having a lot of fun with the jokes? Yes.
"Hey you looked so scared where you got here, did you think I was going to hurt you? And by the way is my time over and you're getting paid more if you keep me past the end of our time together? I know how sly you can be Hyung..." He said chortling as teases came so easy.

@♣ Nam Taehyun When Taehyun mentioned his birthday Taehyung felt sad inside but tried his best to hide it. He was good in keeping feelings and everything bottled up inside, he had had years to train himself to do so. “I still will have my revenge,” he then said and looked at his friend. He wished that his plans would have work out, that he would have been able to tease and annoy Taehyun all the way as he had it planned out but things had taken a turn, a horrible turn, and that was how he had ended up here – it was a better place as a few years ago but this still was a small hell for him.

Taehyung nudged the other back. “So as soon as I get the possibility of getting revenge, I will take it. Just look out!” He chuckled and nudged the older one, smiling softly. This time it was an honest smile. He missed just being with his friend, there had been so much time wasted without him.
“Well, you definitely have to put on some damn nice uniform but… maybe not here. I can offer you my apartment, though. But don’t scare my cats.” He chuckled softly and tilted his head. “How is it to work in that job? Do you like it?” It suited him. Being a police officer was something that suited his friend so well.

Of course Taehyung knew sooner or later his old friend would come with some jokes and somehow he didn’t mind. Surely he knew that Taehyun’s mother had been a e too but never had Taehyung ever lost a negative word about it. The woman had still always been nice to him after all.

Hearing the others next words made him laugh and he shook his head amused. “What? You definitely can’t deny I do look good in such clothes!” He laughed softly. Skinny, he definitely looked skinny even though he still loved eating a lot. But in this job he had to make sure to keep looking handsome which often was quite hard as sleep was something he didn’t always get.

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun wondered if his friend looked this vulnerable whenever he was called in there to do whatever he'd be asked because the maximum price had been paid. It clenched his throat to even think of how many swings Taehyung must have received to be this way now. Sure he had always been softer than him, but this soft, Taehyun didn't think so.

He looked at his friend upon hearing that he had been missed. Taehyung was avoiding eye-contact so the police officer figured his friend was ashamed enough, if not too much. He had no idea what it meant to be kind to those he cared when really he was being an full time with colleagues and friends. He sure had changed but so had Taehyung.
"I know stuff musy have happened, your birthday was coming up when you disappeared and I knew you were so looking forward to make me regret for all the crappy activities I put you through on my birthday" He chuckled, as if his sixteenth birthday was just yesterday. Taehyun smiled faintly and nudged his couch neighbor lightly.

"Well I don't think you'd have to pay so few to have me here if our place we switched. Besides I'd have requested of you to go home and come back with a proper uniform." He chuckled quietly. Taehyun had no more time to be angry about the past but sadly his friends had an awful lot of bitter jokes coming his way since this occupation was new data. His bestfriend knew his own mother was a e occasionally but he was the type to laugh about everything until he'd get slapped for it.

"But I'm not here to arrest you, the police have hotter water boiling at the moment, all due respect to your frivolous clothes." He added with a sheepish smile.

@♣ Nam Taehyun For a long moment Taehyung hesitated when his friend patted the spot next to him – was he angry enough to hurt an old friend? How much had Taehyun changed from the one he had once been? Who were they now? But he had missed his friend so much, had craved his pure company so badly that his hesitation only took a blink of an eye before he sat next to him, chewing on his lip. He wanted to hug him so badly, hold him close but he wasn’t sure if he was still allowed to do so.

“I am still handsome for a dead guy,” he then said and looked at his old friend, taking a shaky breath. “I missed you so much,” he then whispered, head down and scared of what he would see in Taehyun’s eyes. What if he would accuse him again or even worse, laugh at him and tell him he just played with him? It wouldn’t be the first time someone did that to him – he needed to be careful in this cruel world. But he still wanted to believe in his long lost, old friend.
“So you are a police man now?” he whispered and looked at the other, tilting his head. He wasn’t going to chain him down and take him with him, right? Well, they had good security and if Taehyun did so he better had a good plan to get out of here without being seen. “The price you have to pay to put me behind bars is one especially you shouldn’t pay,” he then said softly, tilting his head a bit.
A small smile appeared on his lips and he took a shaky breath. “You don’t have to pay anything to see me smile.” It had been a stressful day but he wasn’t sure if they were safe and okay now.
He hesitated before looking at the other again. “I really… I really had no choice to keep the contact.” Even though he had wanted to, he had even fought for it, so desperately. But he had lost, oh yes, he had lost so badly.
“I didn’t think I’d ever be able to see you again.”

@♦ Kim Taehyung "Hm... Joyful." Taehyun commented cynically. With a basic police search he had found Taehyung's file, he had kept track with if for a few months before even reaching out himself. He could understand how unsafe the other felt without even asking for details: his friend made it to the gang he was denied and despite his insignia, Taehyun knew there was almost nothing he could do to protect his friend in their current situation. Also he had no idea how burdened Taehyung was now, at the end of what looked like a pretty bad day. They had been victims of a bad fate but at least they meet again.

Taehyun listened to all the bits of explanation he was given before he tapped the spot beside him, gesturing for his friend to sit with him.
"Hey /quivering lips and shaky breath/," he said, his head rolling to the side to look at his friend closely: "I can't believe I paid so much to talk to a dead guy."
His tone was accusingly cold and yet he was back to his witty self. Hurt, alright, but willing to stay and forgiven although definitely, Taehyung wasn't done hearing of his weird meeting.
"I did disappear though. I came back with a gun and a license for it, a fancy insignia and so many uniforms." He said and grinned. Remembering pretty well that Taehyung like the uniforms although he used to criticize the police's efficiency. Hopefully his mind reminded the same ever since.
"I didn't wear it because I figured they'd never let me meet you right, it must cost so mich more to put you behind bars." He said, thinking of all kinds of kinks which could involve bars.
"So how much more should I pay to get a smile on your face /Hyung/?" There it was, the bitter money shame he'd stick to until hed feel better and the official comeback of the nickname he reserved for his friend.

@♣ Nam Taehyun “No one said I am not a dead man already,” Taehyung said, seeing how upset his old friend was. He could understand it, somehow, obviously he had been looking for him but to Taehyun it must look that he hadn’t been looking as well. That he was just working here and enjoying life – even though he did everything than enjoying his life.
“No one owns me,” he then whispered, chewing on his bottom lip, looking down. He felt bad. There was so much to explain but he knew that if Taehyun was angry it was hard to show him other ways.
He took a shaky breath and looked at the other. He wasn’t sure if the other even knew why the contact had suddenly stopped – it hadn’t been his choice and if he was allowed to choose he would always choose his friend first. He had been looking too, many times. But he had always ended up in dead ends. And at some point the price he had to pay for vague information had been way too high.

“I was looking for you,” he then whispered, his dry lips. He wasn’t sure what to feel. He was excited to see his old friend again but at the same time he was scared of losing him. Again. “But I couldn’t find you.” He took a shaky breath and closed his eyes for a long moment. “I wasn’t able to contact you in any way for a few years. And when I was able to… your number changed, I guess. My mails returned. You even moved away.” He knew it had taken him years to finally be able to reach out for Taehyun, he knew it had taken too long but if he had had a choice he would have done it earlier. “I… I wasn’t able to do it earlier. I am sorry.” It was no lame excuse, it was actually the truth. He wasn’t sure how much Taehyun knew about him and his whereabouts and Taehyung was honestly not sure how much he wanted to spill here, half in public.
“I didn’t leave you behind. Never.” He shook his head and looked at Taehyun, chewing on his bottom lip.

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun shook his head slowly, looking pretty upset. His friend had been working his out, literally, all this time and they had not met at all.
"It can't be your friend Taehyun, or you'd be a dead man already. It can't be Taehyun because you can't leave him for years, you can't fail to answer his mails and appear before him only when he pays. Because if it's your friend, then you know he hates to be left behind, you know he could kill for less than that."
He looked at the way Taehyung was dressed letting himself fall back into the sofa lazily. He was staring at the friend of his that had grown to become even cuter than before, the friend who didn't need to wear y clothes to look like a . He was now wearing pretty suggestive clothes but that didn't really help Taehyun calm down: he felt betrayed and let down.

"You've always been all mine. We were each other's, forever, but now what, half this town owns you?" He asked, eyes wide. There was no way an excuse would make up for the outrage Taehyun thought. "They said that for that price there's nothing I can't have from you but really Taehyung I don't think that hour will be enough to make up for leaving me behind. Plus I have no idea what I could possibly want from you now."
And that was it. He crossed his arms and looked away. Sure Taehyun was glad to have found his friend but he was also disappointed and looking forward to an explanation.

@♣ Nam Taehyun Kim Taehyung was so ready to go home. The day had been stressful and he had had some damn rude clients he really never want to see again but sadly he had no say in who was going to him senseless or even drug him to make him submissive.
Sighing quietly Taehyung made his way to the rooftop lounge – just when he had thought he was finally getting home to his comfortable and warm bed they had given him another client short notice. He remembered them saying something of a man paying quite a high amount of money and that he wouldn’t leave until Taehyung would have an appointment with him. So here Taehyung was, warm clothes changed into way too thin ones that made his body look even nicer – skinny body, nice booty, messy hair. This was what the people often wanted to see. All he knew about the man waiting for him was that he was surprisingly young – Taehyung usually had some old, disgusting men that had quite some influence on something. He often had to get information from them which was way too easy but the price he had to pay wasn’t always worth it.

Putting on a soft smile he made his way to the booth was his client was waiting. Bowing slightly when he had reached it he apologized as he usually did so: “I am sorry for keeping you waiting but I am all yours now,” he said and sat down before looking up at the man. They were right. He was young, handsome and- “Taehyun?” His eyes widened when he realized who it was. The hair was different, definitely, but the rest was the same. A handsome face, sharp jaw, pretty lips, a nice nose and piercing eyes as he had always had. He had tried to find his friend, for years. But all the people that might have had information had asked for a price Taehyung hadn’t been able to pay, couldn’t pay no matter how much he wanted. “Is it really you?”

@♦ Kim Taehyung Taehyun was sitting at the bar when he saw his childhood friend get out of the elevator. How much he had grown, still resembling himself none the less. Taehyun immediately looked back in front of him, hearing a staff member telling him to go to a private booth where he had a client waiting for him. Taehyun was the said client but curiosity had gotten the best of him. He had to see his friend for himself or he'd have killed any homonym in the privacy of the private booth. So he was the one to follow the e instead, head down, finally working on his first line when all he really had in mind was to throw fists first and apologies later.
"You're late."

@♠ Heo Gayoon [SH] -giggles- I'm glad you think so..
-tilts my head- you have a big brother?
well I wish I have siblings.. or a family..