The Open Fields

@★ [P] Huang Zitao [ Yeah sure ^_^ ]

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong (Want to do a week time skip?)

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong nodded happily at those words. "Yes, I'll look forward to it." He hummed softly, smiling at the light ticklish feeling of Zitao's nose against his neck while he inhaled. Junhong also held onto Zitao's hand with a small smile, giving it another gentle squeeze. He nodded sadly at Zitao's words, also having thought of those things but still he would love it if it were possible. "I'll see you on Sunday Zitao." He said softly, sadly looking at his lover, though he chuckled softly as he walked backwards. When he could not see him anymore, Junhong sighed and started walking towards the Kisaeng House, not looking forward to the scolding he would receive since he was supposed to only go buy ingredients for a few things, not stay away the whole day and come home with nothing at all. Junhong shook his head. He would endure, for Zitao, he knew Zitao would probably have to go through worse so he would not complain and only think of his lover the whole time.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong "Good. Then I'll talk someone into making me food next week." Hugging Junhong tightly, he buried his face in his neck, inhaling his scent to remember for until next time. Pulling away, he nodded his head in agreement. "I know and I don't want to part with you either, but we have to." He held onto his hand, holding for as long as he can before he has to let it go. "I'd love to mail you over the week, but I'm afraid of us getting caught or our letters getting lost. If I come with something then I'll send one. If I don't then I'll see you Sunday. See you then Junnie." He leaned in to pecks his lips, before he slowly let go of his hand, backing away from him reluctantly as he walked backwards. He wanted to look at him for as long as he could, even if it was from a distance. Raising his hand he waved until the other was out of his sight.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong nodded immediately at Zitao's suggestion. "Yes that sounds great!" He agreed with a bright smile. "If that's possible, then let's do that." He nodded Junhong bit his lip and looked at Zitao sadly. "I know." He whispered softly, hesitating himself but they didn't have much of a choice. He leaned closer to Zitao and pulled the other into another hug, burying his face into his neck. Really, this was too comfortable to let go all of a sudden. "We have to though." He muttered, "We're both late in getting back." He sighed and looked up at his lover with a small smile. "You know it's true." He added, since Tao was someone who always thought rationally so he thought the other would probably let him go with the reminder of his duties, even though Junhong didn't actually want him to. Just a week, that'll be alright, I'm sure we can handle it, and like you said, we can send notes to each other, are we going to use mail?" He asked softly, smiling softly at the pupil.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao sat in his thought about what they could eat. As much as restaurant food sounded delicious, he didn't want Junhong to keep spending his money on him. There had to be another way for them to eat cheaply. "Maybe I can get a cook at the academy to pack a lunch for us. Then we could have a picnic. You'll save your money and I won't feel bad about you spending on me. And it's romantic, right?" Romance was so lost on him most of the time. He didn't see the point before, but now that he does he's screwed cause he doesn't much about it. When Junhong stopped, they were at a crossroads. One that would lead him back to the academy and the other for Junhong to take to the Kisaeng House. He was hesitate to let him go, not wanting to part with him, but he didn't have a choice. He needed the next few months to pass by quickly so he could get his own house and have his lover move in with him. Looking at Junhong, he squeezed his hand. "This is were we part, but I don't want to let you go."

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong smiled softly and nodded. "I'm not that afraid." He reassured the other quickly, "Nothing should happen around here." And I can take care of myself, he added mentally but didn't say that out loud. Junhong closed his eyes happily at the warm hug of the other male. "I'm sorry, and thank you." He whispered softly, having mixed feelings about those words. He hummed softly at Zitao's words. "We could eat out again, if you don't have any money, I can pay for you." He said with a small smile, "I don't have anything else to spend my money on anyway." He quickly reassured Zitao, in case he'd feel bad about it. "We could meet at the market again? Though it might be a bit to crowded." He hummed softly, "We could meet halfway like you said and then go to the market?" That would mean more walking for Junhong but the younger did not mind that. He stopped walking when they reached a crossroad, knowing they would have to go their separate ways from here on and already feeling a bit lonely at the thought of having to leave his lover, he never knew he could long so much for someone he barely knew.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao was relieved to know that he just didn't want to part with him and it wasn't being he was scared of walking home by himself. He doesn't like when his love feels scared about something. "I'm glad then. I don't like leaving you either, but it's better if you just don't want to be anyway from me rather than being afraid of something." He kissed him back, before wrapping his arms around him in a hug. "I'll always worry about you Junnie." He whispered in his ear. Parting from the hug, he followed the younger boy to the center of town, holding his hand tightly, so wanting to let go. "Next Sunday let's meet in the center of town. The forest is right outside the city the gates, so it'll be easier for us to meet half way. Unless you want to go out to eat again. I might have money to feed myself, then again I can see them not giving me anything for my punishment also."

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong looked up at Zitao and smiled slightly. "It's alright." He said softly with a small nod. "I know I'll be safe, it's not that far anymore and they wouldn't dare do something so close to the Kisaeng house." He said softly, "I just... I wish you could come along anyway, I hate parting with you so soon." He admitted honestly. "But I know that's not possible, I didn't mean to show my hesitation." He said softly, lightly tugging Zitao's arms and stepping closer to him to quickly peck the other's lips. "Thank you for worrying about me like this." He whispered softly, placing his head on Zitao's shoulder. "But we should hurry, we can't arrive even later." He mumbled sighing as he took a step back from the other male and started walking again, letting go of one of Zitao's hands. He really wished the two of them could stay together longer than this, one day simply wasn't long enough. "Where do we meet next Sunday?" He asked softly.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao was surprised when Junhong didn't argue or say anything about it being his fault. He heard the hesitation in his voice, before he thanked him, so there had to be something he wanted to say. "Are you sure?" He asked as stopped walking. Turning to his lover, he grabbed his other hand, holding it tightly as he looked into eyes to see if he was lying to him. "'Cause I'll walk with you the whole way if you don't feel safe at all going by yourself. Even if there's a little doubt that you won't be safe then I'll go with you. Are you one hundred percent certain that you'll be okay?" He asked. Junhong not being comfortable walking home by himself was his main concern right now. He was already in trouble, so taking a detour to make sure he got back safely wasn't going to do anything to his punishment that the headmaster was already planning.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong bit his lip softly and nodded. "I... thanks." He whispered softly, gently squeezing Zitao's hand to show him his appreciation. Zitao had risked so much only to save him earlier and he would even receive punishment for it. The man was seriously amazing in so many ways, Junhong could clearly see why someone would say Zitao had a chance of becoming the next lord commander, not only was he talented, he possessed kindness, strength, loyalty, and so many more amazing aspects, someone like him put Junhong completely in the shadows. One day, Zitao would be looked up upon and Junhong could not see himself standing next to him or anywhere close to his side. The younger did not belong on the light side but at the shady one and he knew it. Junhong hummed softy at Zitao's words, a bit disappointed Zitao would not walk him all the way but it had to be this way, the older was already in trouble. "Alright." Junhong agreed, "That's alright, it should be alright."

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao nodded his head to the question. "It is. I'm sure I'll be punished, since all pupils must be in before sun down. The rule is in place to protect us from the troubles that the night have to offer. I'll probably be forced to clean one of the training room until it's spotless, but it's a punishment I'm willing to take for saving you back there." He smiled down at his lover, not wanting Junhong to worry about him. He turned and returned Junhong's kiss on the cheek. "I'll walk you until we have to part ways then. You won't get into trouble on your way back, right?" He'd much rather walk with him all the way, but he was sure that if something were to happen he'd be able to take care of himself. Junhong was stronger than he looked and acted after all.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong immediately nodded in agreement. "Yes, next week." He said softly, a smile forming on his lips. "Is it bad that you're late?" He asked with a little frown. Junhong did know the academy was quite strict but he did not really know how it really worked in there since he'd never been inside. He smiled when Zitao walked backwards while holding his hands, thinking it looked really cute. "It's not that far from here." He said softly, "It's around the center of the town." He explained, it was a good place to build the Kisaeng house, close to the richer part of town with easy access but not close enough someone would recognize you when you'd slip inside at night. "You don't have to come with me though." He said softly, knowing the Kiseang house was a detour for Zitao. "I'm pretty sure I can find the way myself." He said with a small smile and quickly pecked Zitao's cheek. "I don't want you getting into trouble."

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao was a little disappointed when he pulled away, but he too needed to breathe. Leaning his forehead against his lover's, smiled at him, not upset by his words. Leaning a little closer he pecked his lips lightly, before pulling away completely and taking his hands from his face to hold. "Next week I can get all the practice I want when we go out on our date. For now we really should get going. I'm late enough getting back to the academy." Walking backwards, he pulled his love with him, before turning around to walk properly. "How far do you have to walk? The academy is on the other side of town, so I have a long ways to go." There was more space for the large establishment, so extra room was necessary to house all of the students, old and new that were admitted every year.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong smiled brightly at Zitao's suggestion. "That honestly sounds very nice." He admitted softly, thinking about Zitao's suggestion. Mail would be easiest but he wondered if that was a good idea since it wasn't really subtle. He could maybe pay a poor child to deliver the messages between the two but then again who said it would be private and it was also all but subtle. Junhong smiled into the kiss, liking the passion Zitao did his best to convey to him even if it was sloppy and inexperienced, Junhong knew it would get better after a lot of practice. He gently ran his fingers through his lover's hair. He had to pull back however when he got out of breath, placing his forehead against Zitao's as he panted softly. "You'll get better." He whispered softly, cupping Zitao's cheeks and smiling gently at him, wanting to reassure the other, and hoping he had not upset him with his words.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao's face almost scrunched up at the word 'romantic'. Romance wasn't his thing, but Junhong's presence changed that for him. He just wasn't sure if it was for the best yet. "It is. Would you like to send notes back and forth through out the week?" He wasn't completely sure how they would do that without being caught. He never received mail, so for him to suddenly get a letter at the academy would draw suspicions from the other pupils and people being in his business was the last thing he needed. Following along with Junhong in the kiss, he moved his lips with just as much passion he hoped was conveying, even though his technique really couldn't be called that since it was sloppy at best. How he loved his lover's lips against his. They were like softly pillows that he never wanted to pull away from, and he couldn't help but to be embarrassed by it. He was tempted to pull away, but he didn't. Junhong was definitely into this and he needed more practice, so he continued on, getting better with kissing bit by bit the longer they stayed connected.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong chuckled softly, finding it sweet at how Zitao said he wouldn't mind. "Communicating with notes sounds pretty romantic as well right?" He chuckled softly, surprised the word 'romance' left his lips but his words when he was with Zitao were impulsive, something he himself wasn't used to but it was nice, to not think about whatever you would say three times and then still being careful. Junhong hummed softy into the kiss, realizing Zitao was unsure about how to continue, he placed his hand against Zitao's cheek and moved his lips. At first he went slowly, wanting the other male to get used to the feeling and able to follow along with him. He didn't remember a lot from his first few kisses though, so Junhong himself was unsure of how fast or how slow he should go. He eventually decided to increase the pace though, moving their lips in a more passionate way. The younger hoped he was doing well as 'teacher'. He had once been asked to teach the new pupils at Heuksa Chorong and it had been a complete disaster. He simply was no teacher material, luckily for him, his superiors treasured their pupils too much to let them be trained by him and so Junhong got removed from that spot almost immediately.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao paid no mind when his promise wasn't returned. He expected as much, especially since he wasn't sure if he'd be able to keep it himself, but he hoped that there wouldn't ever be a day when he'd have to break his promise. The little voice in the back of his head was assuring him that if Junhong was what he didn't want to think he was, then he'd probably have to break his promise when the time came be it tomorrow or sometime in the distant future years from now. Zitao chuckled at his lover's words. "Of course my opinion won't change. We'll just have to communication with notes, since you won't be able to speak well without your teeth." He didn't think there would ever be anything that would stop him from loving his Junhong. Not even if he ever loses his teeth. Maybe they'd get to that point decades from now when their old men, but that wasn't something he should fantasize about. The dangerous world they live in and the professions that they have might not allow for them to live that long unfortunately. "You're welcome." He smiled, thinking it was cute that his love was too shy to say the exact words back. He hadn't even realized that he had spoken those words in the first place. "So I've been told many times before. It's just better when you say it." Zitao was a little startled by the small moan, but he wasn't going to pull away, even those he wasn't quite sure that to do next now that he copied what Junhong had did earlier. They'd never gotten passed this, so he was stuck, but he didn't want to pull away to ask. Pressing his lips harder against the younger boy's, he retracted his tongue so only their lips would touch.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong smiled softly, how he wished he could hold Zitao to his promise and that he could promise the other the same. He did not however, want to make an empty promise to the other male so the only things he could do was thank the man, knowing he was sincere in his wish to do anything for him. "Thank you Zitao." He whispered softly before he laughed at Zitao's next words. He had really not expected something like that to pass his lover's lips, then again it was a welcome distraction. "Yes, but only if you won't change your opinion of me when I have rot teeth." He said with a small grin. His appearance had always been an important aspect to him, for without it he would probably already be dead, useless to Heuksa Chorong for he was nothing without it. Junhong couldn't hold back a smile appearing when he noticed Zitao glancing at his lips, he himself couldn't deny the longing to feel the older's lips pressed against his. "Thank you." He whispered softly, though he had already thought Zitao would say that, there was a huge difference between thinking something and really hearing the other say it out loud. "You too." He whispered softly, "You're different from others, you're special in so many way." He whispered, not knowing how to explain his attraction to the other in words. He smiled when Zitao pulled him closer, feeling their chests touch for the first time. He immediately kissed the other back, following his lead and tilting his own head slightly to the other side. He couldn't suppress a soft moan from escaping his lips at the feeling of Zitao's gentle tongue and teeth on his bottom lip. He opened his eyes slightly, wondering if Zitao would pull back again with more questions about kissing like he had done last time. It was actually a bit cute at how eager he was to learn more when it came to kissing. Junhong brought his hands from Zitao's cheeks up to his neck and held him close.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong "I know, but I mean it." Zitao wasn't thinking about his earlier thoughts of Junhong and how somethings about him didn't add up to what he said. Right now he was too caught up in the moment of what his heart felt and wanted that his brain wasn't functioning the way it should as a swordsman, and that would be his downfall if he wasn't careful. He already forgot his sword once and didn't get the chance to practice. No telling what else he would forget in the near future with Junhong around to distract him. "Sweet enough to rot your teeth?" He couldn't believe he said something like that, but what could he do? The heart would say whatever the heart wanted to say. Staring into his lover's eyes, Zitao's eyes would drift down to his eyes from time to time, wanting to kiss him despite them being out in the open like they were. "I don't find it surprising at all. No one else has ever interested me like you do." He was happy when Junhong took the initiative to kiss him. Smiling softly, he nodded his head. "You're welcome." Before kissing him back. Pulling his lover's body closer to his, Zitao remembered what the other boy did earlier and tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, before flicking his tongue along his bottom lip and nipping at it gently.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong leaned into Zitao's touch, closing his eyes as he let Zitao's words comfort him. "Anything is a lot." He warned softly, not wanting Zitao to make promises he might not be able to keep, it would only make the other feel bad about it. And he knew there were things Zitao might not be able to do for him, his loyalty to the king and the nation being one of the biggest things that would hold him back. He opened his eyes again when Zitao leaned his forehead against his, looking straight into his lovers eyes. "You're the sweetest." He mumbled softly, almost unable to believe how tolerant Zitao was of his actions, accepting his anger for what it was but without regretting his own actions. It made him think Zitao was too good for someone like him, he parted his lips to say that before stopping himself, and smiling instead. He could not give away who or what he was to this man. Junhong had been too laid back the past hours, he did not quite think of his actions like he should have. Still he could not find himself regretting a single one of them. He did not want to undo what had happened. Being with Zitao made him feel human, something he hadn't experienced for a long while. He smiled softly as he pulled himself back to reality. "It's surprising you don't have both men and women swooning over you." He mumbled softly, before bringing his hands up to cup Zitao's cheeks. He leaned in and gently brushed his lips over the other male's. "Thank you." He whispered softly before kissing his lips.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao ran his fingers through his lover's hair, hoping it would bring some comfort. "I know, but I'm only an idiot for you Junnie." He decided to keep his answers short and sweet as not to set him off into more anger. He understood that the younger boy was just getting out his feelings of anger and nervousness of what this might have cost them. Pulling him closer when he thanked him, he pressed another kiss to his temple and gently caressed his back. "You're welcome, but there's no need to thank me. I'd do anything for you." He whispered, sure that he's said it before or maybe it was just a thought he had earlier in the day. Zitao met Junhong's eyes as he spoke, kissing him back when he pecked his lips. "There's no need to apologize Junhong." He leaned forward and rested his forehead against his as he stared deep into his eyes. "And there's nothing to forgive. I'll admit what I did was stupid and you have every right to be nervous and upset with me, so I'm sorry for making you feel that way, but I don't regret what I did. I don't regret what I did and I'll gladly do it again and again if it meant you'd be safe."

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong felt slight surprise when Zitao wrapped his arms around him but immediately buried himself in the other's embrace, slowly wrapping his arms around Zitao as well. "You're an idiot." He mumbled softly before looking up, still with tears in his eyes. "But thank you Zitao." He whispered before burying his face back into the other male's neck. "Thank you for standing up for me like that." He whispered. Even if Zitao had risked their future, he still had acted seemingly without much care for his own career path. Knowing how important that was for Zitao, it made the younger feel treasured and protected. The anger he felt was quickly washed away by it, leaving only guilt behind. "And I'm sorry." He said softly, glancing at male and shaking his head, "I should not have reacted like that, you protected me." He whispered , "And yet I got angry at you." He mumbled , this time not looking away from the other male's eyes. "You shouldn't be the one apologizing, but me." He leaned up to quickly steal a peck from Zitao's lips. "Will you forgive me Zitao?" He asked, honestly wanting his lover's forgiveness for his outburst of anger.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong The further they got away, the more the nervousness Zitao had suppressed rose from his stomach and up to his throat, spreading out to the rest of his body. He had to grip his sword to stop himself from shaking like he wanted to. That could have gone so much worse. Thank goodness he was a quick thinker on his feet or Junhong would have been taken away from him. He was pulled from his thoughts when his lover stopped him from walking. Turning to face him, he got a little worried at the angered look on the other boy's face. Zitao's eyes widened at the sudden outburst, not expecting to get yelled at like that. He didn't know that his actions would make Junhong so upset, let alone cause him to cry. Feeling apologetic, he wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling him closer so he could cry on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't know it would make you so upset and I wasn't thinking about our future. I was thinking about not wanting you hurt as long as I'm around, but I assure you that nothing will happen to me. So don't cry okay?" He turned his head pecked the other's temple gently.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong hesitantly stepped closer to Zitao when he pulled him but it really seemed the elder's plan was working somehow. Junhong ignored the fact that he was called 'a boy' by his lover in favor of following him to wherever he would take him. After the immense feeling of relief though, Junhong could feel anger making it's way through and when they were far enough, the younger tugged onto Zitao's arm to get him to stop walking. "You! You... idiot!" He exclaimed, not having any better words to describe what Zitao was. "Do you even realize what you could've lost out there? You could've lost your promotion! And together with the promotion, the money you would earn and without money... the house..." He said, though his voice was slowly becoming quieter, "And... our future..." He whispered, not having realized how much Zitao's promise to get him out of the Kisaeng house had meant to him until the moment he could've lost all of it. The younger felt tears of frustration welling up in his eyes and quickly wiped them away. He did not cry, Choi Junhong never cried! Not over something as stupid as this! But it didn't feel stupid though, it felt like something so precious that Junhong wouldn't know what to do if he had lost it.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao watched in satisfaction as the government official's face slowly turned white in comparison to his rose cheeks from his drunken haze. It seems his words sobered the man up real quick. Of course all he said were bluffs that could possibly turn into truths with an anonymous letter sent to the king. He'd seen plenty of his teachers sending information to the king through cooks in the royal kitchen that would come and cook for them from time to time. All he'd have to do is bid his time for the next time the kitchen staff would come. Keeping his face neutral, he pulled his lover back to him, before stepping forward a little closer to the despicable man in front of him. "I'm a pupil of the Imperial Star Academy, the successor to the Lord Commander himself." Of course he was going to omit his name. No need to go broadcasting other information about himself that could get him into trouble. "And I suggest you leave this boy alone or my threats will be made a reality." With that said, he bowed to the man slightly, before pulling Junhong away from him and the other men accompanying him.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong felt like crying out in despair when Zitao refused to let go of his hand. 'Please,' He chanted inside his head, 'Please just leave.' Repeating those few words the whole time. Junhong watched the face of man in front of them turn redder by the second while more words left Zitao's lips. He felt mild surprise at the knowledge Zitao had on the fact that this man was one with lose lips. It was true that Junhong could get a lot of information out of this one if he asked the right questions but he guessed that he wasn't the only one using those tactics since he was sure he himself had been really discrete. But aside of surprise, Junhong was more afraid the man would burst out in anger and swear revenge or something similar. When Zitao dropped the word 'king' Junhong could not help but turn to his lover in surprise and he was not the only one. Did Zitao really have enough influence to let his words travel all the way to the king? Junhong shivered slightly when he turned and saw the cold expression on the male's face. He quickly turned his attention back to the government official when he spoke up again, not wanting to miss a single word. "And who are you to threaten me?" The loud voice sounded over the now quiet market. It was obvious the man's face had turned a few shades paler at those words and Junhong held back a scoff. Had he really expected he could keep his hobbies as well as his betrayal a secret forever? That was nativity speaking, not the thoughts someone with such a high standing should have at all.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao was surprised at his lover's words, but he didn't show it. He understood that these men were from his work, but he wouldn't let them have him now. He kept his eyes trained on the man in front of him as he came up a plan to get them out of this. And he had just the plan. He knew who this guy was and also knew that he could get in trouble if certain things were to get out. Letting his lover pull him back and move from behind him, he didn't let go of his hand and held it tighter to let him know he wasn't going to give up on him. He's resolved himself to knowing that he'd have to share him with his work during the week, but no one is going to take Junhong away from him on Sundays. On Sundays the boy is his and his alone. "I know who you are. You have quite the reputation around the academy for being unfaithful and committing adultery with children. But there's also a rumor going around that you have loose lips when you're intoxicated. Now I don't know about you, but the king finding out that there's a possibility that you've been letting the enemy know such important secrets could damage your career. You'll become too poor to keep up your habit of having _____ with minors. I suggest you let this one go for my silence." His voice was cold enough to send chills down anyone's spine. He'd never been this way before and was even surprising himself, but he kept it up. Showing weakness in front of the enemy could get you killed.

@★ [P] Huang Zitao Junhong smiled happily at those words. "Thanks." He said softly, somehow feeling happy Zitao had rephrased it like that. The younger felt a bit of surprise when he suddenly got pulled behind the older male and looked at his broad back. "Zitao, it's alright." He said softly, lightly pulling him back, as he saw the man narrow his eyes at Zitao. "Don't get in trouble with him." He whispered, giving his lover's hand a gentle squeeze. "He's a high government official, please." Junhong looked up at the man in front of them as he spoke up. "No." The man stated, "I have business with the one behind you." His's voice becoming dangerously low. Junhong softly tugged Zitao's arm, before stepping out from behind the male's back. "You can go back." He whispered softly as he let go of the other's hand, really hoping Zitao would do what he had asked from him. He could see the house Zitao was planning on buying and the sweet future plans fly passed them if the older male spoke out of turn right now. Junhong would much rather spend his time on pleasing these men than Zitao losing his place in the academy and not getting promoted because of this one time. "Please." He begged his lover.

@☣ [R] Choi JunHong Zitao kissed his lover back, smiling in happiness at the pleasant feeling running through his veins. "You didn't make me run. I ran so I could get back to you." He grabbed his hand, feeling the other's warmth through his hand as he held it tight. Starting to walk, a loud voice made him stop before he could even get further than a step. Looking around, he saw that everyone was looking in their direction and that Junhong's face was red. What was that about? Surely he hadn't done anything to make the boy blush, since they've only held hands. Turning his attention away to a several men that were walking their way, Zitao pulled his lover behind him. It suddenly clicked that the man was speaking to his Junhong and he wouldn't stand for having his lover approached on the street speaking that way to him. While the pupil was around, no one would harm his love if there was anything he could do about it. Looking at the man, he noticed that his face was pink and he smelled of liquor. Not very dignified if he walked around smelling like that and was supposed to be someone wealthy enough to pay for his lover's services. "Can I help you?" His voice was cold as were his eyes as he glared at the men in front of them.