Welcome to sin city

'Look happy! I came here for you.' It was enough to make the younger male want to puke at the lies that left the lips of his creator. For a vampire that was nearly four hundred years old, Edward was childish.  “Oh, so you grew a heart?” Keon's lips formed an innocent smile, sarcasm noted in his deep husk voice. Korea was finally starting to seem as a new start for the youth, however the surprised visit from his 'master', it would be anything but a fresh start. Rolling his brown eyes at the elder male's words; Keon scoff. ' I'm only twenty-six.' “Yeah, you've been twenty-six for the past four centuries old fart.” Nothing had changed from Keon. He was still that quiet anti-social loud mouth brawny looking latter that Edward had came across in 1944- the only thing that was probably different was, he was more cold and rude. Something he had picked up after figuring out the new world of the supernatural alone. “What brings you back here?” Every trace of rudeness vanishing from his voice being replaced  with curiosity.  What brought his creator back? Why now? and most importantly, why didn't he notice? Keon always had a clue where Edward was, not that he cared, but it was like a built in 'find-your-creator' GPS implanted into his mind ever since his transformation. So it was odd that he couldn't feel Eward changing living places then again, he had put the last 23 years of his immortal life to blocking out the feeling. “I didn't even notice you coming back.” He uttered the last part mostly to himself, glancing away from the older vampire focusing his view on the small cracks that adorn the surface of the half empty bakery cross the street. It might have been strange to the bystanders walking around them seeing two tall handsome males standing int the middle of the walkway, speaking to each other. “How long are you staying?” It was a question that couldn't help but to worm it's way out of his lips before his mind could process the words.

He laughed loudly at the comment, “Grew a heart, sadly i’m not alive for that to even happen.” Eddy knew the other thought of him as heartless creator and sadly that was the raw truth of it, Edward never stayed for anybody and probably wasn’t going to ever change. Snickering at younger’s reaction, he moved over to nudge his side. “Old fart? you hurt my little feelings” he jokes, crossing his arms over his chest, expression turning blank instead.  He knew Keon was curious, but he himself didn’t really understand why he was back, he got tired of Europe and well he heard fascinating stories that a lot more different creatures were travelling to Europe and so he was curious. Even though Edward was a pureblood vampire, he was fascinated by other supernatural creatures, obviously not much with lycans but everything else to him was still fun to discover. It wasn’t everyday he got to discover ‘other’s those who lived amongst humans like him for centuries. Realising he had become lost in thought, he raised a brow shrugging in response. “Business, I opened a place” the reply was short, a sly smirk coming onto his lips as he leaned over patting the male’s shoulder. “You should come, it’s a night-club for humans and others but if anybody plays bad, that includes you, I will personally throw you out” he spoke , his gaze momentarily turning hard. He wasn’t kidding, he didn’t want any foul play around his business. Edward shrugged not wanting to talk about the reasons any more and looked around sighing. “Hmm?” he asked wondering why Keon was just so curious it wasn’t like he cared much anyway. “Depends, could be here a month, or a year, or a century” he left the answer open hoping Keon didn’t want an exact date, he really wasn’t into schedules after all.

'Business.' Great now, Keon knew he wasn't going to get rid of Edward anytime soon and that was something that left an unsettling feeling in his stomach. Life had always had it's sick twisted fun in messing with the young vampire's plans and it seem like she was back to continue her games since 10 years was apparently too long of peace for it. However, his ears couldn't help but to perk up when he heard his creator's suggestion. 'A job. It could be better than fucking women for money.' Deciding to push away the thought for now, Keon's fingers moved up to ruffle his black locks. "Great.. this would be fun. The old  man back in town." He bitterly spoke, huffing. Yup, his life was just about to go from peaceful to crazy and he knew it well. He was hoping for a date from Edward, but Keon wasn't one to push so much information out of someone, let alone his own creator. He would just have to --- 'you got a message.'  his phone cut off his thought. Reaching into his pocket, Keon pulled out the white device to check the message he has received. The contents of the message were enough to make his nose wrinkle with disgust, shoving the phone back into his pocket. Nope not today, he would rather deal with his creator than her. Anything but her.  "How about i show  you around the city, Edward. Shit has changed since you were last here." He was digging his own grave but Keon didn't care. He would face the outcomes of this choice as he gave his creator a curious  glance wondering if he would take his invite.

- Keon's hand reached up to ruffle his black hair, slightly uncomfortable with the politeness coming out from the other.-  Would it be weird to ask you to drop the formalities? -Politeness was not Keon's strongest suit.- What's up, Hyuk? How's it goin'?

Inhaling deeply, Keon’s brown eyes momentarily flickered bright red. The familiar scent that lingered around him caused the vampire to tense up. After decades of not seeing the other, he was finally back where it started and ended to Keon. ‘Boo.’ his creator was seriously something else as the younger vampire turned around, a dull expression painted on the male’s features- fighting off a smile that wanted to creep on his face. ” See you’re finally back in town, old man.” 

Seeing the other’s reaction, Eddy pouted childishly looking at the younger. “Look happy! I came for you” he told him even though it was blatant lie that they both knew. Eddy never stayed for anybody, he stayed because he wanted to see new things or maybe something had pulled him to South Korea. It was just a coincidence that Keon was here, but still Keon was better than the rest of the herd he had made. He liked the younger more, but never would admit it to his face anyway. “Old man—I’m young” he snapped huffing and pretending to look annoyed. “I’m only twenty six” he muttered, snickering quietly a moment later.

'Look happy! I came here for you.' It was enough to make the younger male want to puke at the lies that left the lips of his creator. For a vampire that was nearly four hundred years old, Edward was childish.  "Oh, so you grew a heart?" Keon's lips formed an innocent smile, sarcasm noted in his deep husk voice. Korea was finally starting to seem as a new start for the youth, however the surprised visit from his 'master', it would be anything but a fresh start. Rolling his brown eyes at the elder male's words; Keon scoff. ' I'm only twenty-six.' "Yeah, you've been twenty-six for the past four centuries old fart." Nothing had changed from Keon. He was still that quiet anti-social loud mouth brawny looking latter that Edward had came across in 1944- the only thing that was probably different was, he was more cold and rude. Something he had picked up after figuring out the new world of the supernatural alone. "What brings you back here?" Every trace of rudeness vanishing from his voice being replaced  with curiosity.  What brought his creator back? Why now? and most importantly, why didn't he notice? Keon always had a clue where Edward was, not that he cared, but it was like a built in 'find-your-creator' GPS implanted into his mind ever since his transformation. So it was odd that he couldn't feel Eward changing living places then again, he had put the last 23 years of his immortal life to blocking out the feeling. "I didn't even notice you coming back." He uttered the last part mostly to himself, glancing away from the older vampire focusing his view on the small cracks that adorn the surface of the half empty bakery cross the street. It might have been strange to the bystanders walking around them seeing two tall handsome males standing int the middle of the walkway, speaking to each other. "How long are you staying?" It was a question that couldn't help but to worm it's way out of his lips before his mind could process the words.