Cafe

@$Jisung$ Jingyu chuckled and gave a bright smile "i guess i am." he said quietly as he leaned in and listened to the young male. He gave a small nod "17, so young." he said as he kept listening, not giving much feed back as he would rather listen, though he weighed in on the last part "for people who are born into wealthy families, we don't really get a childhood, and it's usually over in an instant as we have a duty to grow up faster as we have more responsibility on our shoulders. So i can understand not remembering your childhood. My teen years were the happiest until i found out about my parents, when i was 18, i rejected them and left. I learned a whole new way of living, and i enjoy the freedom i have with no schedule or busy days, living the way i want to and not my parents." he said his face getting serious now "but jisung, why are you even at the brothel of you are so young? yes you are if legal age to consent at 16, but most brothers don't let minors in as a lot of the slaves aren't consenting and their is a lot of bad things going on, why are you even there? can't you find a nice boyfriend...errrr or girlfriend at school? why do you spend so much money to be at a brothel?" the other asked as he had always felt protective over the younger.

@:Jingyu: "Why am I not shock?" Jisung grinned and giggled. "Leaving all of his wealth behind, pride, title, and even family only to keep standing in the right way. That does sound like you, Jingyu hyung." he chuckled again. "Also, insane things that I always try to avoid and stay away from are the things you really like to do. You really are Jingyu hyung." he smiled until his own eyes were drowned. He tilted his head when Jingyu asked his age and rubbed his chin. "16, internationally. 17, in Korean and Chinese age. Just consider me as 17, tho." he replied and shrugged. "It's so bad that I don't remeber my childhood much. Well, isn't that what happened with everyone?" he grinned and drove his drink aside since it was already finished.

@$Jisung$ jingyu smiked as the male would be out soon. He nodded his head and out out his cigarette. "me, i don't do much except hang with my friends most days, other than that i run the brother. I rejected my inheritance and left my family once i found out they were doing illegal and in humane things behind the scenes, i didn't want that dirty money and up and left after i gave up officially as the heir. My family has been trying to get me to come back, as i am the only child, and the only heir. But i want nothing to do with them. Most days i skateboard and do stupid and life threatening things as i am an adrenaline junkie. So more than once i have been in the hospital for a broken or multiple broken bones. Things like that, we go clubbing a lot and i excersize a lot, other than that i run the brother." he took a sip of his coffee and then looked up to the male "so, jisung, its been awhile, how old are you now? last time i saw you, you were just a kid and i was in high school, i remember playing with you when i was dragged to meetings. Such a good kid you were." jingyu chuckled at that and flagged down a waitress and asked for a bowl of ice cream to share, the one jisung liked when they were kids.

@:Jingyu: "School? I think I'm out in.. 10 days? I don't know. But one thing is sure. I will leave my current school." Jisung shrugged, nearly didn't care about school. He made a gesture that coded his bodyguard to shoo off and gave them both a bit more privacy. "What do you do now? I mean beside being that brothel's headmaster." he asked as he took a sip of his iced chocolate that nearly had a flavor caused by the melted ice. He frowned when he saw the cigarette and shook. "I hate the smoke. It really prevents me to breath." he said and shook again.

@$Jisung$ Jingyu modded his head "i'm sorry you're sad hasn't been feeling well little brother, so what's new other thant he company?" he asked not kne for talking business "how's school going for you recently?" he asked as he went over and sat beside jisung, just to piss off the body guard. Jingyu has completely change since he left his family, he used to wear nice and expensive suites, his hair was longer and he was always proper and respectful of everyone. It must have been a shock to see him in a eating place with his shirt off, his hair cut short and shaking no respect for the body guard, he only spoke informally to others, no matter who they were and he had a few tattoos on his arm and one on his chest, he had defined abs and had grown taller since middle school, even high school as he was now 26 and independantly living. He sling his free hand over the back of the Jisungs seat as the talked, he seemed completely comfortable with the other, though the bodyguard raised an eyebrow, he backed off seein that the two were close. He took out a cigarette, deciding not to smoke weed infornt of the younger and light up. "i hope this is okay?" he asked as the other was probably not used to seeing people smoke much in front of him.

@:Jingyu: Jisung felt like his eyes nearly went out from his original place as Jingyu stated out the truth easily. "Jingyu hyung!" he whimpered slowly, turning his head to look at his bodyguard. He scratched his head at the sudden memory attack and was very confused about where shall he focus. His bodyguard or Jingyu hyung? His bodyguard or Jingyu hyung? His bodyguard or-- For sure Jingyu hyung, he screamed inside his head. "Get rid of your hand from him. Now." Jisung stared at his bodyguard's hand and raised a brow. What more can he do? The bodyguard that was coming with him was the one that was very close to his dad. He sighed in relief when his bodyguard backed away and smiled. "Nothing new. Just in my way to take over the company. Dad hasn't been so well lately." he said as he checked his bodyguard again.

@$Jisung$ jingyu has skated in to grab a cup of coffee, he was standing in line with shabby and torn jeans, a white shirt in his back pocket, and some untied shoes. He had just placed his order when an old friend got his attention, he chuckled at the company name and position. "nice to see you again too, i am not from conakry abz not the heart division of security. I was the heir to a wealthy conakry called ambrosia incorporated. My parents sold different things. I was a middle schooler when you were a kid, we often hung out a few times at meetings." he said trying to help the male remember. Once his drinks were there he grabbed them and sat down infront of jisung, not scared of the body guard as he laid no attention to it. Though he was pulled up by the back of his jeans and asked to leave. He gave a sigh and swatted the makes hand away, simply staring at him with a small growl, and the man back away. He turned back to Jisung with a smile "so, what's new with you little brother?" he asked the other as he took a sip of his coffee and laid back on his seat getting comfortable.

@:Jingyu: "I hope this collaboration will work well." Jisung said as he shook his client's hand. He had just finished his meeting with a new young client. No wonder their meeting point is the cafe. He was about to leave the cafe when he saw a familiar face. "Oh, hei! You must be that head-- Head division of security in abz company." he uttered a random company name and also random position when he realized his bodyguard was still on his side. He grinned awkwardly at his bodyguard because he realized Jingyu's outfit that day was a bit-- unusual. "He's a ehm-- Friend? Of mine." he said unsurely as he tried to convince his bodyguard. And for sure his bodyguard didn't believe him.

@$Chanyeol$ The soft touch that graced his hand was almost enough to make Ji Bin tear up - It was something that he hardly got often enough to be satisfied and that thought made him feel so selfish as he cleared his throat. He shouldn't be fawning to every bit of attention he could get like this, he reminded himself, looking away from Chanyeol for a few seconds to gather himself up. "Thank you, Chanyeol. It really means a lot to have someone to talk to. It's not the same to talk to Hyunmin about these things."
He smiled again, this time the action being a little bit happier, and nodded his head at the mention of coffee. Coffee would help immensely, he was practically addicted to the stuff. "I'm simple, I just want a cup of black coffee with a single sugar." He admitted the order that often got him strange looks from people who saw such a cute little face and anticipated some frilly order, but this was how he'd always drank it, from the time he was old enough to be thrown into the kitchens at his previous brothel of employ. "Tell me about your day - I would like to listen a little more than I'd like to talk right now." Bin hoped that Chanyeol would understand the connection he was looking to feel for a change, something that went both ways, instead of just him throwing words at another person.

@!Ji Bin! Chanyeol waited patiently to hear what the other would say, and what he heard...well, didn't sit well with him at all. Not that he didn't like Yuto, but...there was something about him being distant that didn't set right with the man, and as a result it made his heart break for Ji Bin. "Seriously?" he knew the man was busy...but not that busy. Chanyeol never liked it when people he cared about were hurting, and in this situation Ji Bin was hurting- choosing not to show anyone his pain. It made Chanyeol sad, frowning as he saw the sad smile on the other's lips. "Oh, Ji..." he said softly, reaching a much larger hand over to take the other's in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Don't say that, you can open up to me anytime you need to, I'm always here to listen. I'm glad you did, I'm glad you called me," Said Chanyeol, giving the other a reassuring smile. He knew just the thing to perk he other up to. "Let's order coffee, yeah? My treat, I insist, and I'm not taking no for an answer." he said, patting the other's hand before letting go. Chanyeol had to admit, he felt a sort of...warmth, holding Ji Bin's hand, wanting to keep holding it but not wanting to seem awkward in doing so. "No wallowing, so what would you like to talk about?" he asked, giving the other his full attention.

@$Chanyeol$ Feeling the phone buzz in his pocket, Ji Bin checked the text, smiling at the contact. He hadn't even honestly realized that the other was running behind the time they had scheduled, he was so caught up in his own thoughts. Standing up as Chanyeol's figure moved into the small shop, suppressing a giggle at the way the top of his head practically brushed against the doorway, he fell into the embrace with a warm sigh that he didn't even know needed to be let out. Despite how quick it was, the hug felt like a breath of fresh air that he so desperately needed.
Bin was full of surprise, his eyes going wide when Chanyeol picked up that something was bothering him so easily. Did he really wear his heart on his sleeve like that? Shaking his head, Bin let a sad, small smile grace his lips. "It's just Yuto... He's growing so distant. Something's wrong, but... I feel like I'm going to be the last one to know." He didn't know why or how, nor really care, but he was drawn to open up to the taller male - It felt *good* to open up to him. Shaking his head after a beat, Bin looked up to Chanyeol with that same bittersweet smile, trying to clear his mind of his boyfriend and all the horrible things that his mind conjured that could happen between them. "That's not why I wanted you to come, though... I needed something to pick me up, not let me wallow in my misery--"

@!Ji Bin! In all honesty, Chanyeol hadn't expected the text from Ji Bin, especially when it was a bit after their first encounter together. He had enjoyed it thoroughly, but in all honesty he could tell that something was off with whatever was going on between the couple. So, Chanyeol had merely left his number and bowed out gracefully. Ji Bin had crossed his mind more than once, ever since he'd gotten back with his boyfriend, he'd been more in a caring mood...and Ji Bin happened to be one of those things he found himself caring about.
Regardless, the man left his meeting and headed for the cafe, kicking his for being a few minutes late, sending a text to Ji Bin as he fast walked down the street. He'd ditched his tie and stuffed it in his pocket by the time he got there, opening the first button of his shirt and entering with haste and greeting the other with a smile. "Hey, Ji Bin, I'm so sorry I'm late," he said, walking in to give the other a quick hug and sit himself down at the table. In all honesty, he'd wished he'd been able to see the other more often, mainly because he looked...stressed. "Are you alright? You look stressed." he said, his brows nit together in concern.

@$Chanyeol$ The urge to go out and do something had been so strong lately, but with the upcoming deadline for a new book that was in the works, Yuto had become gradually more distant from Ji Bin, and there was only so much satisfaction that could have been gained from working his fingers to the bone in the kitchen. Certainly not the sort of satisfaction he was looking for; he could talk to his food as he cooked it, but it would never talk back - or if it did, he had obviously had some sort of mental break.
Therefore, it was with a great sense of relief that he finally got some time to leave the kitchen, and had managed to find someone to do it with. Sure, it had been a little bit awkward to seek out a master whom he had pretty much met and invited straight to bed, but there weren't very many people aside from his 'kids' here that he had any sort of connection to. Ji Bin happily made his way down to the cafe with plenty of time to spare, given it wasn't a date, per say, and he wanted time to sort of just... Unwind on his own before Chanyeol was expected to join him. Grabbing a table and a bottle of water, he waited for the other's arrival to order his coffee, just soaking up the afternoon sunlight and drinking his water without a care in the world