"What is this bullshit!?" A large man in a suit asked, pointing to another man on the ground whose face was all beaten up and swollen beyond recognition as he stood there sitting on the ground, a group of scary-looking people surrounded him.
They were at a warehouse, the moonlight coming in from the skyline as the man sat there, half-naked and trembling as though it was not in the middle of summer.
"You were supposed to give the correct package to the correct address. How did you mess something like that up?!" The large man shouted again as the man kneeling on the ground whimpering in fear.
"Calm down, Agas." A man's voice boomed throughout the empty warehouse as he walked out of the shadows to them.
His velvet black shirt unbuttoned all the way down to his chest and tucked neatly into a pair of black high rise cargo pants. Several silver chains hung around his neck, not to mention the piercings on his face.
Six piercings on each of his ears with a different type of earring hanging from it, some dangling down to his collarbone.
He also has a nose piercing on his left side where a silver ring hung around, a lip piercing and a piercing in between his left eyebrow.
Though, out of everything about him, it seems that his white hair stood out the most, especially as his side bangs fell over his emerald green eyes.
"Eden," Agas said, stepping away from the man as he made his way to the other man on the ground.
Bending to the man's height, Eden shook his head with the smile still on his face.
"Now, now, Ages, you are being too hard on the poor man. Don't you pity him just a little bit?" He asked, mischievousness written all over his voice.
"But, boss-"
"Bun here has been nothing but loyal to us for so long." He said shaking his head disapprovingly. "We should just overlook this mistake, right?"
"I don't think so." Ages said, frowning slightly, his curly black hair swishing with every movement as he pulled out a file of papers and threw them on the ground. "He embezzled hundreds of millions of dollars and because of that, we will have to get into a fight with that group."
"I was thinking it was a little bit dull around here," Eden said, shrugging.
"Boss!"
"Fine. Fine. Here is what we will do." He pointed to the man on the ground. "Give him to them to do whatever they want. Done right?"
"I don't think that is how-"
"Now! Who is ready for a night out into the town?!" He shouted as the others hollered in excitement. "Good. Take care of him and I will be at the club."
Ages grabbed Eden by his shoulder, keeping him from walking away, "Boss. You remember what the late boss said."
"I know. I know." Eden said, sighing. "You have a way of getting on my nerves, don't you, Ages?"
"I have looked after you since you were only a child." He said, straightforwardly. "I consider it an accomplishment if I am able to get on your nerves, even a little bit."
"Ha. Ha. Funny." Eden rolled his eyes at the large man before walking to the one on the ground. "Fine, let me get this over with. Everyone can go to the club first! I will be a moment."
Taking the papers from the ground, Eden began reading them while the man on the ground continued to shake uncontrollably.
Peering from behind the papers, Eden stared at the man before going back to his papers. "You seem more scared than you were before, Bun. Why is that? Do you not want me to read the papers or something?"
"I am sorry, boss!" The man shouted, hitting his head on the ground, never stopping for a second.
"Hmmm," Eden said, turning the pages. "Are you sorry for what you did or … are you sorry that you were caught doing this?"
"I-I-"
"I am a very forgiving person, Bun," Eden said, throwing the papers to the man's face. "I know that I am and because of that, many people tend to try to take advantage of me.
"Let me ask you, why do you think it is me that is at the top and not you, the son of the late boss?"
"I- I- Because-" The man continuously stuttered, staring at the ground as anger burned from him. "I- Ugh!"
One man with blond hair, the sides dyed silver, kicked the man with his black leather boots before stepping on his face while he attempted to get up, pressing him down against the dirt.
"Look at the boss when he is talking to you, you stupid ass." The man taunted, pressing his face down even more.
"Stop it, Celt," Eden said, staring at the two men as the one on top got off and walked away from him. "Bun. I asked you a question. Have you lost the ability to speak along with your dignity?"
"Bun! The boss is talki-"
"It is because I am a scum!" Bun said through gritted teeth, his swollen face hardly able to form a frown.
"Wrong," Eden said, cracking his neck. "But that is a good guess. Want me to tell you why?"
"Y-yes, boss!" He managed to shout out through gritted teeth.
"Aren't you an eager beaver?" Eden patted the man's head like he would a child and began walking around him. "Well, first of all, there is the problem with your attitude.
"Don't you remember what the late boss always told us? 'In order to be served, you need to first serve'. You show nothing of that promise.
"Then, there is the problem of your greed. We are already a group with enough money to last us a lifetime, including several chains of restaurants, hotels and resorts. Also, I believe I am paying everyone enough money."
He turned to Ages with a questioning glance. When the man nodded at him, Eden went back to looking at Bun with confidence.
"See? And third. I think this is the most important one." Eden walked to the man and kicked him across the face making him fall on the ground once again but this time, he spat out a bloodied tooth.
Shouting in fear and pain, the man tried to crawl away but Eden grabbed him by his hair and held him in place, "What is this I am reading about a human trafficking ring?"
"I-I'm sorry!" he shouted trembling as his eyes darted everywhere for any escape route but there was none, especially not with the number of eyes on him.
"Listen here and listen very closely, Bun," Eden growled, still keeping a, somewhat, straight face. "There are bosses that I know are ruthless. Absolutely and completely. If you just stole or embezzled money, I would have been fine with it.
"I would only take them from your monthly pay. Hell, I know you stole from that group solely so that a fight would break out between us and I don't care about that.
"As I said, it was getting pretty dull around here." Eden looked at the man, eyes wide as the green seemed to glow slightly. "But you crossed the line when you brought in people that should never have been brought in."
"He was doomed from the moment the boss read the papers." One of the men said, looking at Bun's trembling body.
"He knew that doing something like that is a sore spot for the boss, why would he do that still?"
"If he was trying to get him mad, he did the right thing."
"N-no. No!" Bun shouted, turning to Eden who had not a bit of the enthusiasm from earlier in his face anymore. "Boss! Forgive me! Please! I will not do it again!"
"Now, let me see here." He said, letting go of the man's hair and stared at him blankly. "If you had not been found out, you would have continued on it, wouldn't you?"
"No!"
"Don't lie to me." Eden frowned, an icy atmosphere surrounding everyone in the warehouse.
"Ohh. Double homicide." One of the men jeered.
"Trying to lie to the boss." Someone else shook their head pityingly. "Another one of the things he hates the most."
"I'm sorry, boss!" Bun shouted, grabbing the man's leg. "I promise! I promised that I will change! I won't do that again! I promise!"
"Ages." Eden turned to the man coldly as the air changed once again.
"The judgment has been made then." Someone said, shuffling out of the warehouse.
"Bye. Bun!" Someone else shouted as everyone begin filing out of the place, except for Eden and Ages, closing the door behind them until all that could be heard were his screams and shouts of pain followed by silence.
"AH! That hit the spot!" A man shouted, slamming his shot glass on the table. "You seem excited to drink today." A woman in a tight black dress remarked, sitting beside the man as she poured another glass of whisky for him. "I see so many men from your … organization here as well, is it a time for celebration?" "I suppose it could be for some." The man said, playing with the liquid in the glass. "Though I can't be certain about the boss." "What happened?" She asked, looking behind him to a table with Eden, Ages, Celt and one other man were sitting and talking, not a single woman on the table. "Nothing important." He said dismissively, putting a hand on her exposed thigh. "How have you been, Doris?" "Fine." She said, batting her eyes at him and looking behind just in time to make eye contact with Eden who called her over. "Excuse me, your boss wants to see me." "But-" She didn't want for him to complete his sentence as she took
"Can't you speak?" Eden asked the man in front of him who merely rolled his eyes at him without so much as saying a word. "Perhaps I can't." The automated voice from the phone said in an almost teasing way. "But what does that have to do with you?" "You sure are pleasant to have conversations with," Eden complained as the man got to his feet, the cloth around his lower half dropping to the ground. Eden quickly threw his hands in front of his eyes, blocking them. "And do you have no sense of decency?" "What's the matter?" He asked with the help of the phone. "Can't bear seeing another naked man?" "No, in fact, I love seeing them," Eden said defensively. "But I have the common human courtesy to not look unless the person in front of me exclusively strips for me." "A gentleman, I see. How applaudable." The voice mocked as the man began to get dressed again, picking up the shirt and pants on the ground. "Would you like a medal for that?" "
Eden and the man walked out of the storage room, holding hands. The man had asked him if he could hold his hand back in the storage room and Eden was too dazed out to say no. Not that he minded walking like that, except for the single worry he had that the man would be able to hear his heartbeat drumming against his chest while he tried to process what was happening. Why would he ask to walk holding hands all of a sudden? Does he not like crowds? Well, I can't blame him for that. I know many people like that, hopefully, it isn't too bad. Eden would check back on the man every now and then, making sure he is not having some kind of panic attack as they walked. Though he seems to be doing so much better now as compared to before, making Eden sigh with relief. "Hey, we are going-" Eden tried to get the man's attention but he did not look like he could hear him, no matter how loud Eden shouted above the music. Sighing, he lightly scratche
"This is your car?" Noel's phone asked, staring at the sleek black Pininfarina Battista as Eden pulled out the car keys, a proud smile on his face. "Yes. One of my few cars." He said, shrugging. "Get in. We need to get you home, right?" "Sure." Noel typed before getting into the car cautiously and carefully so that he would not scratch it anywhere by mistake or anything like that. "Don't worry about anything." Eden laughed, folding the sleeves of his shirt up, hands on the wheel, revealing some tattoos all over his left arm. "Just enter in." "I feel like you are going to charge me if I do anything to your 'precious car'." Noel typed out, sitting on the chair, almost sinking into it. "Oh." "Nice right?" He asked, winking at him. "I like driving in comfort so the seats are … modified. Doesn't it feel like the seat is sucking you in?" "Is that suppos
Ring! Ring!Relentless poking on his side woke Eden up immediately as he stared at the white ceiling, confused.Huh? Where am I? He thought, staring at the ceiling blankly. White? My roof isn't white.The ringing around him continued, startling the man out of his confused stupor as he shot up, about to start looking for his phone when he heard a groaning come from beside him.As the lump of ash grey blanket beside him began to move, memories of what happened that night flooded Eden's mind.Wait. Wait. Wait. He thought, trying to make sense of what was happening at the moment. No way.A grumpy sigh came from the lump as the covers were pulled away, revealing the black-haired man with even messier hair, if what was even possible, as he looked around the bed and threw the phone at Eden before going back to bed.Subconsciously, Eden picked up the call, looking at the man sleeping beside him in wonder.
Buzz. Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! What the hell? Noel shot up from under his pillow, black hair falling all over his face as he clumsily looked around for his phone under all the messy sheets until he finally brushed his fingers on it. Yawning, the man looked opened the lock screen, seeing a number of notifications instantly. All of the notifications coming from the same person. Annoying. He thought, clearing the notifications to reveal a picture of something white and dressed in bright yellow, instantly putting a smile on his face. Speaking of which, I miss Nana. Throwing the phone down, Noel laid back on the bed, sighing as he remembered the night before. Strange man. Well, he must have gone home already by now. He dismissed that thought and tried to sleep again but the buzzing coming from his phone would not
Luckily, Noel had several sausages in the refrigerator, along with eggs, bacon, tomatoes and salami. But he did not have any beans or mushrooms. Can this be considered a classic English breakfast if there are no beans, mushrooms or blood sausages? Well, I can’t fault him, making the English breakfast was my idea so let’s just work with what we have. Eden had a merry time, frying everything together in the pan while humming to himself. I wonder when he is going to wake up. He blushed with just a compliment, I wonder how he will react like when he sees the breakfast. Hopefully, he’ll like i- Eden froze when he felt a hand wrapped around his waist from behind just as he was plating the items. A head rested on his back, hairs tickling his exposed skin and sending a shiver up his spine. “Good morning.” He managed to croak out, clearing his throat.
“What was that about?” Eden asked, watching Noel look through his small closet for something to wear. When the man didn’t answer him, Eden resorted to tapping him on the shoulders to get his attention.He still wore his clothes from the night before, though they were old, by a day, they still looked fine. Fine enough for him to go home in and change into something more presentable.Turning to Eden, Noel tilted his head to the side questioningly.“Those hand things,” Eden said, mimicking what Noel just did. “What was that about? What does it mean?”Noel looked at the man blankly for a second before his expression broke into a smiled and Eden could have sworn he saw flowers all around him.Ba bump.“Do you really want to know?” The man typed out, looking at him with a smug smile.