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@Jungkook Yusaku just stared at Jungkook as he spoke. He should've seen this coming but, for some reason, that didn't happen. He just dropped his hand that was holding the ice pack, sighing and looking down at his lap. He didn't. He didn't get up to stop the younger. He was getting what he wanted. He was letting Jungkook go to find someone that was more worth his time and that wouldn't let him get hurt. He couldn't understand how Jungkook couldn't see that this really was his fault. He wouldn't have gotten hurt at all if Yusaku had just not gone on the date like his instincts had told him to do. He sat there on the bed, continuing to stare at the ice. He wasn't sure at all how long it took but he soon go but he eventually took back the ice pack and put away the first aid kit to head home.

@Yusaku There was silence when Yusaku came back. Staring at the first-aid kit, Jungkook just looked at the other again and allowed him to do whatever he wanted. The freezing sting hit his skin as Jungkook instinctually jerked back before staying still and then move back towards the ice as it did sooth his bruise. However he heard the other's words as he looked at the other once more. Their eyes making contact. "Why can't you treat me like an adult hyung..." He muttered softly and looked down. "I'm not a baby... And I know it's hard, but you can't always protect me. On that same note you shouldn't take the blame for me whenever I get hurt." Extending his hand towards Yusaku's cheek as he smiled a bit. "I know you're not perfect... No one is Yusaku. But you should know that all those years ago you could have just ignored me. I was just a stranger to you... And yet you opened your apartment and your life to me and to teach me to live. If that's not kind and compassion... I honestly don't know what is." After a few minutes, Jungkook stood up as he looked down. He had given up trying to convince the older to distance himself. "If you need your space... I won't stop you. Do whatever you need to make yourself feel better." Heading towards the door, Jungkook knew that the other wouldn't wait for him--wouldn't stop him. Why would he? It was all for him--for Jungkook... To push him away was for him. But it just only hurt him. "I'll... See you later yeah?" And with a defeated face, Jungkook left the room and the club.

@Jungkook Yusaku was used to having these conversations with Jungkook by now. That didn't make it any easier though. It wasn't something that he was proud of. He had good reason for why he did the things that he did. He would never be able to forgive himself if he or someone else hurt the younger in any fashion. Yusaku wasn't naturally violent but he definitely would hit a point at times where all he wanted to do was break someone, make them bleed and cry and...and there was no way that he could do something like that to Jungkook. And after what had just happened to him... He didn't want Jungkook always dealing with that. Yusaku managed to keep secret how often it occurred, thankfully. Being a star, av/gv celebrity, whatever one would call it, it was easy for the most part because people didn't really admit to watching them so it was so ridiculously rare to be recognized aloud by a fan. On the other hand, when he would run into people in places like this, like the club, or people that had connections to the people that usually hung around places like the club, things weren't nearly as predictable.

It took him a while, but he gathered himself up mentally and got the ice and first aid kit, heading back to Jungkook. He sat on the edge of the bed and began working on mending up Jungkook, making sure he wasn't cut or bruised too bad and just working on making sure he was cleaned up and okay. He set the first aid kit aside when he didn't need it anymore and just looked at the younger, holding the ice to his jaw. "What am I going to do with you," he asked softly.

@Yusaku Jungkook knew that he wasn't perfect... He knew that very well. But that didn't outweigh the good qualities he had. Yusaku just couldn't see it. With a sigh, Jungkook rolled his eyes at the answer and frowned to himself. Yes he was young, but he was not a child. That part of him had left many years ago. So why does Yusaku still treat him like a baby? What did he have to prove that he was so much more than that? Tightening his jaw, Jungkook sat there motionless as he gazed at Yuskau with a blank expression. After all he had done... He was still treated like the little 15 year old that Yusaku encountered three years ago. He hated it. He hated it so much... And yet there was nothing he could do to change his mind. Jungkook also knew that Yusaku was stubborn and literally nothing could change it.

So silently he sat there on the bed with his fist clenched and his makeup smeared. He didn't care about himself. These bruises were nothing. Nothing to the psychological pain he has been through.

@Jungkook Yusaku shook his head. Even if he didn't want his best friend to really know about that darker side of him, he still wanted Jungkook to be aware that he wasn't this angel-like creature in any way. No, no one is perfect but he just felt that Jungkook gave him this sort of halo image and as much as he didn't really want to shatter that image, he also wanted the younger to be realistic in how he saw him. The older the other had gotten, the more Yusaku would distance himself. He wanted so badly to keep Jungkook from getting into things like this. All he wanted to do was protect him but it seemed like he was becoming less and less capable of that lately.

"I'm just... I want you safe," he answered honestly, "I don't want you getting caught up in all the trouble I get myself into..." Yusaku answered, almost whispering the words. "That's all," he added easily, hesitantly pulling away from Jungkook only to run his fingers through the younger's hair. "I'm going to get you some ice and a first aid kit. I'll be back." Thankfully, the Japanese male hadn't been undressed. He slipped away from the bed and Jungkook's hold to go do just as he'd said.

@Yusaku "What is it...?" Jungkook muttered as the other just sighed. He frowned some more. Yes there were many sides to Yusaku. But those that were considered "bad" by some, definitely were outweighed by the many "good" that people including himself see. However, the older of the two froze at his question and Jungkook kind of expected that sort of answer. At the same time, Jungkook knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to help Yusaku by being that person to hurt. However, last time didn't turn out so well... so what would happen if he tried again... Biting his lip, he did remember the other just completely isolating himself from the younger and that made Jungkook clench his jaw only to wince a bit at the pain. "I don't need you to worry about me Yusaku. This was nothing." He responded as he looked at the older one with steady eyes.

"Why do you keep avoiding me whenever something bad happens? I want to know why." All these questions that had been bothering him for a while finally was able to escape his mouth. "It's like... you want me to help... but easily just shove me away like I'm nothing. Why? I want to help you Yusaku. So why don't you accept my help?" Biting his lip, Jungkook clenched his jaw and with that gaze, forced the older to face him. "I'm sick and tired of you avoiding my questions too... so please, tell me honestly."

@Jungkook Yusaku's thoughts kind of faded into the background for the time being as Jungkook began complimenting him. "Jungkook," he whispered the younger's name and sighed softly. He wasn't sure just what he was going to do with this kid. There were just sides of himself that he hated for his friend to see and he wondered if that was part of the reason the other saw him in such a good light, or maybe he really was just making himself out to be worse than what he really was. He wasn't sure what to believe anymore. There had to be some truth to the kind of person he was so sure that he was, especially if there were so many people saying it about him as well.

The older of the two paused at the question. When Jungkook forced him to look at him again, he couldn't turn away like he wanted to, especially not with him so close. He took a deep breath then let it out slowly through his nose, nodding. "Yes...Yes, I do," he answered hesitantly. It was hard for him to, especially since he could see how Jungkook was so quickly beginning to bruise after what had just happened. "We need to get you cleaned it up and iced," he frowned, his mind battling between how badly he wanted to go after that guy and his friends and make them pay and how he wanted to just cater to Jungkook until he was sure the younger was actually okay.

@Yusaku He could hear it in his voice, Jungkook knew that he wanted to inflict pain. It was obvious as the anger was slowly bubbling into his words as well as his actions. Looking up at the older, he could visibly see the darkening in his eyes as Jungkook cupped his hands around the other's face. Jungkook loved Yusaku. He really did. Even after all these rejections, Jungkook just kept coming back with even more strength and determination. "You're not Yusaku... you're way more than that. You're a loving and caring person. You are someone who will always listen to someone's problems." Clenching his jaws, Jungkook let a tear slide down. He hated seeing Yusaku like this. It pains him to say the very least. "You're so kind and willing to help someone out no matter what. You're an amazing person and friend..." It hurt to say friend, to Jungkook he was way more than that. But, for Yusaku's sake, he had to put his feelings aside and just focus on the older.

And though already bruised, Jungkook took a deep breath as he calmed himself down and with steady eyes, looked at Yusaku. "You want to hurt someone don't you?" He muttered as he took the older's hands firmly in his own. Slowly Jungkook's eyes hardened and leaned forward so their faces were just merely centimeters apart. "Don't look away from me and look into my eyes." He sternly said as he squeezed Yusaku's hands tightly.

@Jungkook Yusaku could feel himself crying more when Jungkook called his name. How could this not be his fault? He knew well enough already that he shouldn't trust anyone on a romantic level. How could he? He'd been through the worst of it and it seemed that no one really wanted to take treating him well as a serious matter. Well, there was the boy that was currently holding him and doing what he could to make him feel better. Jungkook would probably never hurt him, at least not on people, and never like he'd been put through. His best friend had confessed to him on more than one occasion but he couldn't accept it. What he'd been through... he didn't want to chance taking it out on Jungkook if he messed up or if he felt like he would.

"What if I am just like that though," he asked softly, furrowing his brows, "What if I am just like he says I am?" He was quiet for a moment, "Like they say I am. I'm nothing more than a and I get pleasure from doing it on camera..." He went quiet again. His tears were turning into anger. Even with the younger curled up against him and with his arms around the other as well, Yusaku still wanted to inflict pain. The desire was growing, slowly bubbling in him.

@Yusaku Seeing the other cry broke Jungkook's heart, he didn't want the other to be like this. "Yusaku... please. Look at me." Wrapping his arms around the older, he nuzzled and did his best to comfort him. "You have nothing to apologize for, okay? This was not your fault and will never be." Not waiting for the other to gaze back, Jungkook gently and firmly brought the other's chin and made him make eye contact with him. "It's going to be okay... You're okay. I'm here for you..." He whispered before stroking the other's hair gently. Though he was younger, Jungkook knew that the other needed the support and after all these years of taking care of him... it was the least he could do for the older.

Together the two stayed like this for a few minutes as the silence overwhelmed the room. Resting his head into the crook of the older's neck, Jungkook nuzzled more and looked up at Yusaku. "You know I'm always here for you... And know that you are more than what those people say you are." He muttered as he clenched his fist gently, feeling bruises forming on his chest and jaw. However, that pain didn't matter to him. He knew that when things happened like this, Yusaku could take one of two routes: one way is just through crying and sleeping... while the other can turn violent. And usually, Yusaku goes the more brutal approach.

@Jungkook Yusaku couldn't help. In an instant, he'd been tied up again and was held down before the party was crashed. He tried to wiggle his arms free but to no avail. With a sigh and his eyes burning as he fought back tears from the sight, he just waited until he was free. He couldn't watch. He looked away before everything was even over with. He raised his head though at the sound of Jungkook's voice, looking at the younger with tears welling up in his eyes. He wanted the other to be okay. He was far from okay with the blood he'd seen dripping from his friend's mouth. This was his best friend. He felt awful, to say the least.

"I'm so sorry," he choked on his words as he dropped his gaze from the other, "I'm so, so, so sorry, Jungkook..." His voice was broken when he finally tried to speak. At the moment, he wasn't sure what he wanted to do more: rush home and go to sleep or stay here and beg Jungkook to just hold him for a while. He just wanted to have a good date and enjoy himself but it just wasn't going to happen. He doubted that the guy even really wanted to go on a date with him. It was clearly planned at some point, as far as when it was put together, Yusaku couldn't have a clue. He just sat there, defeated as his mind went blank.

@Yusaku Yusaku found Jungkook hiding behind the window as they made eye contact. His eyes filled with determination as he knew immediately after he saw a band of people coming in that he need some backup. Telling Namjoon to get more people, Jungkook quickly typed in the pin for the door before barging in. "Sorry, boys. Looks like the fun is over." With a piercing gaze, Jungkook immediately began fighting with the men in the room. Punching his way through, he was relieved that Namjoon was back with backup to quickly quell the situation. However, that was after a few of the guys got in punches to his face and ribs.

Wincing and stumbling back, Jungkook got the men down on their knees as the security guards had guns to stop unnecessary violence or abusing of courtesans. Leading them away to be sorted by the head of the club, Jungkook wiped away the blood from his jaw and smiled a bit at Yusaku. "Hey... you okay?" He asked quietly as he began examining the older to make sure that didn't do anything to harm him. Clenching his fist, Jungkook was disheartened to know that man took advantaged of Yusaku.

@Jungkook Yusaku just wanted to answer his phone. It was Jungkook trying to reach him. Even if he wasn't okay, he had the tendency to always want to tell the younger that he was okay. He never wanted Jungkook to worry about him, and it was pretty often lately that he was finding himself in situations where he was sure the younger would worry. The present wss a perfect example. He heard the door close and looked over, eyes widening a bit when he spotted Jungkook in the window. Thankfully, the man didn't catch on to his expression. He was too focused on doing what he could to make the Japanese male his. Yusaku was never going to hear the end of this.

He glared at the man as he untied his hands. Bad idea. Yusaku was a lot stronger than people tended to think. He shot up and gripped the man's throat, who seemed to think that this was some sort of game. It definitely wasn't. Yusaku just smiled as he moaned. "Do you really think I'm going to let you have me," he asked in Japanese. He knew that it turned the other on when he did that but he also knew he could understand him. What Yusaku didn't expect was the other making quick work of grasping his thin wrists in one hand, pinning him back down to the bed. "Did you really think you could put up a fight with me," the msle asked. Yusaku heard a door click and he looked over to where a couple of the man's friends had been hiding in the bathroom of the room, one coming out with a camera. Yusaku swore under his breath. "You like being on camera after all, don't you," one of the friends asked.

@Yusaku Jungkook was in his own room pleasing another customer before his phone rang. First swallowing the man's , he wiped his lips and kissed the man on the lips. "How about I see you tomorrow for another session hmm? I have another customer waiting~" He purred, though in all honesty, he was completely lying. The man frowned but bought into that lie and he immediately went to the front desk and requested Jungkook for the entire night tomorrow. Sighing, Jungkook locked the door to his room and checked his phone. An incomplete text from Yusaku. Frowning, Jungkook was worried. Yusaku never would send these unformulated and incomplete texts. So, he decided to call Yusaku. What made he even more worried was that the he didn't pick up the phone. "What is going on?" Jungkook though to himself before bolting out of his room and secretly headed to the back door of the club. Only a few people know the entrance back here and from his memories, that man Yusaku was on a date with knew it as he was one of the VIPs at this club.

And as luck would have it, there in a black truck, the man came. Hiding behind a wall, Jungkook's heart was thumping loudly against his chest. Looking back, he could see Yusaku tied up and gagged, slung over the man's shoulder and quickly brought into one of the more secure and fancier rooms. "That bastard..." Jungkook muttered as he clenched his jaw. He knew he never trusted him... and his intuition was right. Yongguk had raised him well on trusting his gut. So immediately, Jungkook followed the two and hid in the shadows and peeked through the window of the private room to see what was going on as well as let one of the security guards--Namjoon--to back him up later.

@Jungkook Yusaku was texting Jungkook in the middle of his date. He missed his younger friend to say the least. His date for the even didn't seem happy that Yusaku even had someone else on the brain, let alone that he was texting him. Sure, they weren't in a committed relationship or anything, but he had brought the other male out on a date and wanted his attention. Was that really asking too much? No, it wasn't, but it had been obvious before that Yusaku didn't want to go out with him on a date. He had been turned down countless times already after all. The still didn't change the fact that he had said yes for this time. It would've been nice for him to pay attention.

He was fed up. Soon enough, after they had finished their meal, he had tossed Yusaku into the back of his truck and climbed in after him, easily forcing the other into submission long enough to tie him up. He climbed into the driver's seat and headed off to the club. Yusaku had mentioned once or twice that he intended to go there to meet up with a friend after their date. It was probably the same friend that Yusaku was trying to badly to get messages out to. He actually heard the ringtone this time and the Japanese male in the backseat whined loudly, out of fear, as he could feel the speed of the truck pick up. Yusaku could see out of the window. They really were on their way to the club. What had he gotten himself into this time for trusting someone?

@Jungkook Shusaku didn't even try to look at Jungkook anymore. He was just glad that his Korean was up to par. Well, with the schools that his parents had been sending him to growing up, there was little chance that he wouldn't be able to hold a conversation in a few different languages, or at least be able to pick out which language it was that the other was speaking. He heard the Jungkook guy ask a question in return but he just stay cuddled up to the man, his safety blanket of sorts. He wasn't usually the clingy type but the man definitely liked seeing this side of him.

Shusaku looked up when the male called his name and nodded slowly when he was asked again if he was okay. He reassured the older male that nothing had happened with Jungkook. "I hate that kid," he heard the older mutter, trying to understand what he meant. Little did Shusaku know that the male partially blamed Jungkook for Yusaku drifting from him. Now that he had the Yusaku's little brother, he wasn't going to let him go, even though he was well aware that Shusaku had no intention on staying with him.

He closed the door this time as his young friend went to lie down on the bed. He crawled in with him and laid down beside Shusaku, wrapping an arm over his waist. The boy was sleepy from all the traveling and searching they'd been doing. Lucky for him. He waited until he was sure Shusaku was deep enough in sleep to begin tying him up to the bed.

@Shusaku Seeing that the man had return, Jungkook could only scoff. It was kind of sad to see the young boy clinging onto the man like a life line. However, he knew that there was nothing he could do to pry anymore. It reminded him of himself when he was 15 and trying to survive in this world with only Yusaku and another friend to help. "No, why would I touch him?" He simply said as he saw his best friend, Yongguk near the door. A soft smile appeared on his face as he could tell that the man was looking at him with a face of pure worry. It had always been in Yongguk's nature, and to see that the other looking at the boy could only make him chuckle. Leaving, Jungkook went to go and answer to the text Yusaku had sent to him. "You okay Kookie?" Yongguk asked softly as he only glared at the man who was holding the boy protectively. It didn't settle with him... not one bit. "I'm fine Guk. But definitely keep an eye on that man. I have a bad feeling he's going to do something... " Nodding, Yongguk left with Jungkook however made note to check back on this boy later.

@Jungkook Shusaku kept his eyes on the male but kept quiet while he spoke. He wasn't sure why he was so uncomfortable around the Jungkook character. Maybe it was simply the way that he was eyeing him. Either way, Shusaku could tell that he himself was getting fidgety having to stand there with Jungkook. When the man came back, the young Japanese boy rushed to the man's side and clung to his arm. The male petted his hair and eyes Jungkook curiously. "You didn't try touching him, did you," he asked Jungkook, keeping Shusaku close. The young brunet kept quiet. He shook his head but he knew the man that he was holding onto didn't see it. He was more focused on this kid that had invaded his private room without permission. He could swear the kid looked familiar for some reason but he wasn't sure. He looked at Shusaku, the possession in his eyes making the younger a little uncomfortable but he didn't move. He had his fingers loosely locked into the male's shirt, said male asking him if he was okay in Japanese, along with a few other questions. Shusaku simply nodded or shook his head to answer.

@Shusaku "Me?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow as he got the other's name... Saku. He had a feeling that he was not telling the truth. But again, why would he? Especially to a stranger like him... To be honest, that was what Jungkook was like also. "My name is Jungkook." he simply replied as he was pretty sure that this boy was related to Yusaku in some way. Shifting in his position, Jungkook hummed and tilted his head. "Mmmm so that man knows Yusaku too." It was too easy to see how the other was lying. Pursing his lips, Jungkook looked down at his phone and saw a text from Yusaku. Immediately he paused and checked his phone, making sure that the other was alright. That man he was going to see definitely aired such a horrible vibe.

@Jungkook Shusaku blinked at the other's sudden presence. He shifted to sit on his , wiping his face clean with his fingers for the time being. It wasn't strange, at least to himself, to be sitting and playing with that man's release. It was more out of curiosity than anything else. He crawled over to where he saw the tissue box and grabbed a few out to clean himself up, noticing the wipes and then using those to clean his hands and cheeks. The young boy didn't bother getting up off of the floor though, finding the plush carpet to be absolutely comfortable. "Saku," he answered simply, not giving his whole name to the stranger. He tilted his head at the next question and looked down, shrugging his shoulders, "He liked a guy with that name at some point. He just likes calling me that when he's playing with me for some reason."

This was when Shusaku finally decided to stand up, fixing his fuzzy white sweater and taking the tissues and wipes to the trash. His brows knitted when he realized what the other had said. This guy knew who Yusaku was. He had to in order for him to know that Shusaku wasn't him. He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad feeling settling in his stomach at the realization. "Who-- Who are you," he questioned, turning to face the other again, his arms wrapped around himself as he toyed with his sweater again. The boy was tempted to ask where Yusaku was or what the other knew about him, but he wasn't going to chance that now. Not yet.

@Shusaku Seeing that the man had left the room, Jungkook took the opportunity to slowly walk in. It was a bit risky, but Jungkook knew that face. And even though he wasn't Yusaku, it's too similar to call it a coincidence. Making sure that he didn't completely surprise the younger, Jungkook narrowed his eyes and stood in front. "Who... are you?" Jungkook asked as he raised an eyebrow. Yeah, definitely having a good look at him he didn't look a day over 17 or even 16. "You're not Yusaku... Why was that man using his name?" There was an obvious awkward silence that loomed over the two of them as the light shone down on his accentuated features--from his jaw to his eyes to his hips.

There was a lot of other questions that Jungkook wanted to ask the younger male, but he didn't want to just berate a stranger with questions. Also he needed to make sure that this male wasn't really just a stranger with no affiliations with Yusaku. So crossing his arms, he tapped his hand to a beat in his head as he waited for the other to answer him. And on occasion, he would look over towards the door to make sure that the man didn't come in unexpectedly.

@Jungkook Shusaku felt the fingers in his hair, guiding his every movement. With a whimper, he closed his eyes, knowing well enough know what that signal meant. He resisted the urge to hold the man's hips, folding his hands in his lap, between his legs to be exact. He didn't usually touch himself unless he was told to. He only did what he was told to. wasn't really something he could say he had experience in. He hadn't gone as far as penetration, at least with anything other than fingers and toys. He couldn't say that he really wanted to either. He just liked looking pretty really. His voice was decently low, at least lower than most people assumed his voice was. He had decent high on him, which tended to get others to think that he was a year or two older than he really was. The kid was only sixteen after all. Yet, here he was doing things like this.

He parted his lips as he pulled off of the man's length, closing his eyes as the other called his brother's name a few more times. He wondered if he looked that much like his brother. Maybe he just looked like Yusaku had the last time this man had seen him. Shusaku put the thoughts behind him and accepted the hot, creamy ropes that shot across his lips and chin and he closed his mouth after catching what he could inside. The man looked down at him, pleased, once his high was done, calling him Yusaku yet again before leaving the room for a moment. Shusaku sat there on there floor on his knees, sticking his tongue out and trying to look at what he caught in his mouth. Thankfully, it at least didn't taste bad.

@Shusaku Heading back to the club, Jungkook was dressed very provocatively and with heavy but very attractive makeup. It's been a long while since he has hit the club after everything that had happened, but Jungkook was slowly building his confidence up. He was no longer that weakling that all the men wanted. He had standards and all the men just drool at his feet. Crossing his legs, Jungkook scoped the scene for a potential client. However, he heard something in one of the private rooms.

It was an all too familiar name. "Unghhh~ Yusaku~~" He heard, and immediately Jungkook's eyes widened tremendously. What? Yusaku was not supposed to be here... Confusion flashed through his eyes before he couldn't help and go towards the room. Furrowing his eyebrows, Jungkook peeked inside and he was completely shocked. "W-What?" he muttered before turning away. That was not Yusaku. Not at all... That was someone who looked younger than him even, and he was the youngest legal courtesan here. "Who is he..." He muttered and ran a hand through his hair. But now, he couldn't help it but look at his phone as he was waiting for the older to respond to him.

@Jungkook Shusaku was pouting a little to himself. He honestly missed his pastel pink hair but he was fine with the light brown that he'd dyed it back to, to help trick his parents into thinking that he was actually attending boarding school like they thought. He couldn't send pictures and such if his hair was still pink. He knew for sure that that was against the rules. Not that it mattered to him. He was far away from school, far away from home to be quite honest. He wasn't even in the same country anymore.

"Don't look so scared. I won't let anyone here hurt you," the guy he was with whispered to him, running his fingers over the young boy's jaw. Shusaku leaned into the touch and smiled shyly, following the man into the club. His mind was preoccupied with so many different things that he'd actually forgotten where he was. Now that he was brought back to the present, his stomach was in knots. He'd never been to a club before and he couldn't deny that the realization had made him nervous all over again. The older male apparently knew the club really well. The young Japanese male remembered him saying something about being a master, whatever that meant. He simply followed the other's lead, ending up sitting on the edge of a bed in a room. He wanted to go shut the door but he couldn't bring himself to do that. He was more focused on pleasing the man that had brought him all the way here, the man that was now leaning down and pressing his lips to the young boy's. Shusaku knew what this meant; Yusaku wasn't there. That was what they'd agreed on, that regardless of whether they could find Yusaku at the club, Shusaku would pay like he usually did.

In no time, he was on his knees on the floor at the foot of the bed, the elder's fingers combing through his hair as the little Japanese boy him off. He could hear the man his brother's name but it didn't surprise him. It happened from time to time, more often than not really, that he was called Yusaku by this man. He wasn't sure what their story was but he never asked questions. As far as he was concerned, it wasn't his business.