the stare doesn’t go unnoticed. yohan stares back, bored expression affixed to his features as he waits for the gears to stop spinning. as yeonwoo begins to speak again, yohan pulls out his cellphone and sends a quick text to his cleaner, hyochan. looks like there’s more work to be done.
what now, for them, though, seems to be a damn good question. yohan’s used to being booked and busy, but watching yeonwoo beat the shit out of someone who refused to pay was the only thing he had slated for the day. “ well, we should probably get you out of that shirt . ” yohan lifts his head, looking at yeonwoo with a toothy smirk. “ then i think i’m kinda hungry for dinner, if you’d like to join me . ”
It’s remarkable, how utterly unfazed Yohan is by any of this. Xavier doesn’t let him work for other people too often, but the ones he does collect money for every now and again at least flinch when he breaks a bone, or shatters a jaw. Yohan, however, is stone-cold. Bored, if that look he gives him is anything to go by. If anything, it intrigues Yeonwoo. There must be something that gets under his skin, too, no matter how well-crafted that veneer he wears is.
Nothing else to do other than to find out.
“If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was say so,” he responds, nonchalant. Yohan, however, has a point. Dried blood on his shirt is not the best of looks if they’re going to have dinner. Too many questioning eyes. “If you don’t just so happen to have a spare with you, we’ll have to go back to my place. I hope you’re not scared of snakes.”
