Cinnamon Candy

Kwon Hee-seong emptied his glass for the last time and put his hand into Kim Soo-chan pocket and took out alpha’s wallet. He took out a pile of thick banknotes from inside without hesitation and put them down in front of Han Seon-joo. At first glance, it was more than the amount received last time.

“Take this and leave him be. Someone else will come and pick him up later. Thanks to you, I enjoyed the show.”

Like a person who has watched unmoving sloth at a zoo for a long time, he was bored, but still paid generously. Han Seon-joo quickly followed and got up. Anyway, the person who gave me the money was my boss, so he bowed at a right angle and said his greetings.

“Thank you!”

Kwon Hee-seong didn’t even look back and just waved his hand. It seems that today is a day of a great luck to leave early but still receive money. Han Seon-joo fiddled stiff bills with his hand.

Kwon Hee-seong, who was about to open the door and leave, paused on the spot. He just turned his head and looked at Seon-joo. Han Seon-joo quickly put on back smile he had erased.

“You…Can do you threesome?”

Of course. Under the premise that the guest is a woman. It’ wasn’t something Seon-joo hadn’t done before. He was surprised at first, there is nothing he can’t do when it comes to work.

“Yes.”

The corners of his mouth went up as he was about to laugh.

“A real slut.”

Kwon Hee-seong muttered to himself. Before he had time to retort, the door was slammed shut. Only blacked out Kim Soo-chan and Han Seon-joo were left in the room.

“Ha…”

Han Seon-joo snorted. Who is that man judge him? Why cursing on person, trying to satisfy his snobbish curiosity about who his friend was bewitched by.

In any case, it has been a long time since I threw away my pride in exchange for money.  As long as the debts were paid off and the new day started, Han Seon-joo could withstand any insult.

Rubbing his fingertips, he counted amount of yellow bills Kwon Hee-seong gave him. This should be enough to buy a few pieces of meat on the way home. The rest will be kept for repaying loan interest, but at least there is something fill his stomach with.

As he put remaining fruit snacks into the dried mouth, Han Seon-joo glanced at the Kim Soo-chan head. Wasted person didn’t look like he was in bad condition. Someone else will take of him, so he didn’t need to touch him. He brushed off the area Kim Soo-chan had touched and left the room with indifferent attitude.

***

Today I received a generous service fee, so I stopped by a nearby meat restaurant in his spare time. It was unavoidable choice because there was no butcher shop open until late. The owner generously gave him a bag full of raw meat. Although it’s not as cheap as at the butcher’s shop, the quality of the meat is good.

It was a chilly day that turned his breath white. As winter was approaching steadily, thin coat wasn’t enough to protect him from the cold. Was there padding left in the dorm? The other day, a customer asked me to go to a department store to buy new clothes, but Han Seon-joo refused, saying he didn’t have time at that time. Looking back, it was a wasted opportunity.

Rather than suffering like this,it wouldn’t be so bad to live a better live, by getting funded by someone. Han Seon-joo chuckled helplessly. The store to which he belonged isn’t luxury one, so the probability of asking for extra money is as slim as winning the lottery.

Breathing heavily, Han Seon-joo climbed the steep slope. In the early morning, when the light was not yet bright, the sound of footsteps was quite loud, so dogs barked here and there. Street lamps shed dim light on the dark alley, and occasionally motorcycle engine roared in the distance before fading away.

On the edge of the hill stood a shabby villa. It was a leaning building that looked like it might collapse at any moment with a lot of age stains on it, even among other looming buildings.

As he opened the glass front door and walked down the stairs, Han Seon-joo was greeted by the unprocessed garbage bags and recyclables at the front door.

Han Seon-joo hesitated for a moment before pressing the code. Fatigue now clung to his eyelids. All he wanted is to go back to the dorm and lie down on the warm floor and sleep. Let’s just hung the meat bag on the doorknob and text mother…

“…”

Seon-joo sighed softly and eventually tapped in the password with caution. As he opened the door, a cold chill hit his nostrils. At least turn on the boiler when it’s cold, but whenever he told them, they never listen. Even if they have to save every penny, this type of thriftiness won’t help anyone. Han Seon-joo took off his shoes without a sound, and headed for the kitchen.

“Seon-joo hyung?”

The sliding door creaked open. A skinny and veiny hand stumbled across the doorway. Han Seon-joo put the meat into the refrigerator and squatted down in front of the dry hands.

“Are you awake? Sleep more. Hyung have to go now.”

“It’s been a while, lets sleep together, so you can see mom too.”

“Where is Mum?”

“She is in bed. She has to leave at dawn”.

It was clumsy, stuttering speech, but for Han Seon-joo it was easy to understand.

“I told her to stop overdoing it. She needs to rest at home and not get stressed so she doesn’t relapse.”

“I have told her the same, but she says she is fine. You know mother is so stubborn.”

The room where his slept was locked in darkness. Even with the lights on, it was always dark.

“I’ve got some meat in the fridge, so you can eat it with mum tomorrow. Why did you loose so much weight, do you even eat?”

“I’m eating well. Take care of yourself hyung, are you having a hard time at work?”

Han Seon-joo’s vision blurred for a moment. He buried his head between his knees and listened to the voice, but when he lifted his head up a bright smile appeared on his face. Even though he knew that his little brother couldn’t see it.

He told his little brother that he worked at a normal company. He can’t honestly tell an innocent kid what he was doing or what he’s been through today.

“It’s not hard at all. Your hyung’s stamina is amazing, so don’t worry.”

“You should call mum, she is worried.”

“You should take care of yourself first. I can handle myself.”

His brother hesitated. Han Seon-joo knew he sounded too harsh, so he quickly changed the subject.

“No contact from your other hyung?”

“Uh, not even a call.”

“That’s good. If you hear from him, call me right away.”

A chill ran through Han Seon-joo voice as his sincerity leaked out. His brother nodded his head and glanced at Seon-joo. He had incomparable ability to sense the mood without able to see. Or maybe he has developed superior sense instead of eyesight.

Maybe it’s because I’m tired, I say mean things. Hae-jin thought that he would rather go home early than stay like this, so he stretched his numb knees. He wanted quietly leave before his mother woke up.

“I’m leaving.”

He put money he received today on the table. That amount of money would be able to keep them fed for a while. His little brother called out for him, as if trying to grab the hem of his shirt. But Han Seon-joo deliberately opened the door loudly. On the way out he didn’t forget turning boiler on before leaving.

***

His eyes locked with Kang Yeong-ho’s in the mirror. He walked up to him, with his footsteps muffled as if he was carrying a clod, and put arm around Han Seon-joo shoulders. His weight was considerable, so the body bent forward.

“Our number one, Mr.Kang Ji-ho, you look as handsome as ever today.”

“Hyung is number one.”

Han Seon-joo, who barely managed to keep the balance, smiled sweetly. Kang Yeong-ho giggled and looked at his face in the mirror.

“My cock is bigger than Ji-ho’s but honesly my face a little too plain. Should I break your nose? Then it will be better.”

“Ah, Yeong-ho hyung, you have no conscience. It’s because Ji-ho can’t keep his mouth shut. Other than that, he is handsome enough to be number one based on his looks. And he is beta, so if you compare to alpha or omega, he is still handsome!”

In-cheol, who was lying and giggling while watching an anime, punched Kang Yeong-ho. Even to the casual observer there was a significant difference in their appearance. If Kang Yeong-ho was bull-like figure with beady eyes and large nostrils. Han Seon-joo was like a deer with fine lines.

Even though Seon-joo isn’t eloquent speaker, but his looks and body were enough to get him a pass from the boss of the shop. There was something about his shiny flowing raven-feathered hair, fair skin without any sign of imperfection, his pale double-lidded and delicate eyes, that made blood of those who saw him boil.

 The bridge of his nose is high, the tip of his nose is sharp, his lips look like crimson heart pulled out to the side with lower rounded corners, and his hips are firm and well rounded. His waist was narrow and every muscle on his body looked like it had been carefully carved with a sculpting knife. Han Seon-joo had face and body that would make his costumers fall in love with him.

“You are so funny. You don’t have to talk or do something unnecessary, just chum in, sing and laugh!”

The boss emphasized with a lot of spit coming out of his mouth that Han Seon-joo has great future. But after Seon-joo entered his shop, he couldn’t get out for many days ahead.

“You son of a bitch”, Kang Yeong-ho said and threw his arms around In-cheol’s neck. The bullying continued for a while, and only after In-cheol tapped him on the forearm in a gesture of surrender, did he release his arms as if he was showing a mercy and dropped him on the floor.

“Ah, who cares about broken nose, I’m going to win with my cock. Then girls will look after me more. This big cock has perfect balls attached to it.

“You’re making a very smart choice.”

In-cheol knelt down and rubbed his palms side to side as a fly. It was a comedy. Seon-joo laughed as he watched Yeong-ho flair around in the air. He was a man with a surprising amount of resolve, despite his immaturity.