The Hellion and the Sheep
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Caleb was patient. Very patient. But straight-out tardiness was definitely one of his pet peeves in life. Which happened a lot whenever he worked with Cairo. For some reason punctuality didn’t run in the family. Neither did it do so in the crew. The reason why it pissed him off most with Cairo was that he couldn’t thoroughly punish him as hard as he could do so with his other crew members. He couldn’t throw him out – they were living together after all    and neither could he afford inflicting corporal pain onto the Ace without tainting their reputation or their level of safety. So he didn’t have much of a choice to stand next to a Cafe in the middle of the day, constantly looking at his watch as if it could calm him down. He knew Cairo. Both of his sides. He would either be extremely cold towards their guest, merely mumbling for him to come along or for him to get way too friendly for anybody’s liking and talking about every single little thing of interest. It really depended on his mood. Looking from a third person view, anyone would think that Caleb was being foolish, standing in public where he could be executed or kidnapped. Yet, he didn’t think so. According to his reputation the Hellion was being guarded at all times, whether or not his defenders were visible or not was out of the question. Nobody dared to get even as far as to train their visor on God’s Bastard. Especially not in plain sight of the thousands of people who walked through town every day and passed his form.
An impatient sigh left his lips as he looked down on his watch again, only to see his crew member finally cutting the corner to the street and walking towards him with a younger male behind him. Only when Cairo saw the expression of his boss, he seemed to speed up a little. As if it could make anything better    he was late anyways. Caleb’s eyes merely skimmed over the Ace’s figure in form of a glare before he trained his eyes to the stranger next to him    not even trying to soften up his features. “You must be Yong Taemin. My name is Caleb Hwang and you’ve probably gotten to meet my crew member Cairo Choi already.” The other’s last name was made up out of fiction    they’d agreed to use that name beforehand   but it would mask their relation to each other more effectively. “Please follow me.” Without even waiting for a reply, Caleb offered the younger a nod and turned around to lead them to another block where their car was parked. It wasn’t exactly their car as they’ve borrowed it for a while but the Hellion wasn’t about to get identified by a car he bought himself. One couldn’t call it stealing either because he’d fill up the gas and put it back where it was at the end of the day. A good thief didn’t just always take; sometimes he’d also just borrow or leave something behind. And Cal wasn’t just a good thief; he was the best. “We’re just going to talk a little.” He said as he opened the back door for the other to take a seat while his crew member already walked to the other side to sit down at the driver’s seat.
