..and in his eyes, there is death.

"Please stop in when you finish. I’d like to hear from you personally about how well it goes, among other things," Seunghyun answered. He had a thing for toying with his words, hinting but never fully saying anything. Maybe it was so no one could use his words against him, or maybe it was because it was more fun to watch people formulate a proper response. With Junsu, though, there was no need for him to work a worthy reply. The two men were good at this game.

"Yessir, understood. I'll be back to give you a very full, very detailed report." 

Letting out a sigh, he held out a hand. “Get up, you clumsy girl.” Junsu muttered, nudging his hand against the other’s head. “I don’t have all night to watch you cry until you’ve decided whether or not you can get up off your ass.” 

“I… I’m sorry, sir. I wasn’t paying attention.” Chewing on his bottom lip nervously, Jaejoong risked a glance at the other, looking through the locks of hair that where covering his reddened face. Internally, he was pleading for the other man not to hate him after this. What a great way to start a conversation, Jaejoong. You win all the stupidity awards.

"You're really lucky you didn't make me drop my food, you know. I came all the way out here just to get it." He spoke without looking away from the other for even a second, his head tilting to the side. "You should probably push your hair out of your eyes, no wonder you can't see to walk. You look like one of those really shaggy dogs who run around with their hair in their eyes." 

"I live a good life and the money I bring in does more for me than you will ever know. I’ve earned my place just like you have and over the years, I’ve earned my respect." He slid off the man’s lap, taking the hand that was tangled in the raven hair with him. "You can sit there and belittle me all you want and you can threaten me with your gun but you and I both know, you would have no joy in killing me." Himchan made sure to keep eye contact, showing no fear. Having faced someone as psychotic as Rain in the past, this was nothing compared to it. His tongue swept over his bottom lip, tilting his head to the side as he made his last comment. "Now let go of me, or I will scream like the damsel in distress you so want me to be and I will alert everyone here." The blonde was determined and he was not about to back down. 

Junsu stood as the other male did, unable to stop the smirk from spreading over his face. He leaned in close, smiling sweetly. "The reason I have my "spot", is because I smashed in the face of the boy I worked for. I was searched for, sought out. Because the report stated by the family, was that I was laughing as I did it. I was having so much fun, spattering blood around. Hearing that crunching noise." Junsu leaned in to whisper in Himchan's ear. "I don't rely on just guns, proud little whore. And I make more money in one minute, than you do in an entire hour. I do my job beautifully, you curse your job. You're disgusted by the people who pay you, I respect where I get my money. I make disgusting humans, beautiful." Junsu slipped a knife from his inner jacket pocket, flicking it open quickly, keeping it hidden from the others in the bar. He held up close to the other male's stomach, moving head back to stare into his eyes. "You even open your mouth to scream, and I'll gut you right here."

His eyebrows shot up when he felt the man’s unwanted hand squeezing his behind firmly. His facial expression morphed into one that clearly read ‘Serously?’ but said nothing. With one hand still firmly held in place by a strong grasp, there wasn’t much he could do. His skin crawled at the restriction, not enjoying how cut short his freedom was in this particular moment. Flexing his fingers, he brought his free hand around and placed it on the man’s nape. It was only there for a second before he slid his palm up, letting the soft pads of his fingertips massage into the scalp. The gentle touch was short lived as he wrapped his fingers around the strands of hair and pulled. He brought the man’s head back, making it easier for the blonde to communicate. Leaning in closer, only mere inches away from moist lips, he spoke. “Unless you plan on sliding cash into my back pocket, I suggest you take your hand off the merchandise.” 

The look on the prostitute's face made Junsu want to burst into laughter, but he held it back. His hand squeezing the other's ass occasionally, a brow raising as the other male took a few moments to figure out what movement he could make with the amount of restraint he was dealing with. Junsu hummed softly at the gentle touches, a smirk spreading across his face as his head was pulled back by his hair. "Mm, getting a bit rough, aren't you?" His eyes flashed with a small amount of disgust as the other suggested that Junsu should actually pay to touch a human being sexually. Instead of voicing his disgust, the hitman grinned up at the blonde. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You would just love for me to buy you for the night, because you aren't sure whether or not you'd make it out alive." Junsu moved his head up despite the grip on his hair, his lips brushing over the blonde's lightly, barely there. "In fact," he murmured, "you probably don't want to make it out alive, do you? What a sad existence you must live..Day by day, being handed out to men for a small amount of money." 

He shuffled his feet against the side walk, slowing his long, quick stride so that the younger guy could keep up.  ”Geez…wasting my time, fuck, man, what’d you get me drunk for?”  He smirked softly,  running his thick bottom lip between his teeth, humming softly.  

Junsu spun around to look at the other male, grinning widely. "I just wanted to see what you were like." Tilting his head to the side slowly, he let out a soft hum. "You should follow me. I might lead you to somewhere interesting."

"I’m a little special, I’ve earned my nights off sweetheart." He gave another pull and a long suffering sigh swept past his lips as the man wouldn’t budge. He raised an eyebrow in question, not quite understanding why he was being kept in his presence. Himchan hummed as an idea struck him. If he couldn’t beat him then he’d just have to join him. "Well since you seem so adamant on keeping me here, might as well make myself comfortable, hm?" Not bothering to wait for a response, he lifted a leg up and placed it on the man’s thigh, his foot hooking behind his back as he pulled himself up onto his not so inviting lap. His other leg wound around the man’s waist tightly to keep the blonde from losing balance and sliding off. Himchan looked down at the man with a small smirk. It was his move now. 

"Aww, it's like you're trying to climb a tree." Junsu kept his grip on the other male's wrist, staring into his eyes. "What would your lovely boss say, if he found out you had all but given away everything that went down here.." He leaned his face close to the blond males', faking a sweet smile. "Especially with someone you believe to be from a rival gang." Junsu's free hand slid around to cup the prostitute's ass, squeezing it harshly. 

Jaejoong turned his head for a second, to greet a charming little girl who had said hello to him, but that second was just enough time for him to bump straight into someone. His head snapped back to look forward when he felt himself running into the person, his lips already forming an apology as he stumbled back clumsily. “I’m sorry, I–“ He didn’t get to finish what he was saying, though, since he seemed to step on some kind of unevenness on the ground and fell flat on his butt. He could feel his cheeks turning a bright shade of pink, and, too embarassed to look at anyone, he pulled his knees to his chest, hiding his face between them. You just managed to embarass yourself yet again, Jaejoong. Good job on that, idiot.

Letting out a sigh, he held out a hand. "Get up, you clumsy girl." Junsu muttered, nudging his hand against the other's head. "I don't have all night to watch you cry until you've decided whether or not you can get up off your ass." 

"A hit, of course," Seunghyun shrugged. "Nothing new for you. Just that this one is particularly important. An informant that has some information about a new drug we’re testing out. Don’t want the wrong people to get ahold of him," Cops, Vipers, he could think of more than that. "As always, since you’ve done everything I’ve asked of you, if you need a favor done I’m all ears," he added.

"Will you need me when I've finished?" 

His feeling were sincere when he listened Junsu and closed his eyes when the other pressed a kiss to his cheek. And he wanted to say he understood and he never was mad as long as he wouldn’t do it again. He wanted to be one of those people but something in his mind said not to do it because he would’ve been easy. Someone like him couldn’t be easy. The plate has been already broken once. “I… I understand.” He let out the quiet words. “Are you gonna disappear again?”

"Hmm..? Disappear? No, I don't think so." He smiled softly at the other male, head tilting to the side. "Provided Lulu still wants me around, that is." The next few words Junsu spoke, were designed to draw Luhan in again. Bring him close, but keep him at a safe distance. Junsu had to be careful. Luhan could become useful, eventually.