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updated the look of my blog bc i wanted some more spring/summer colours and jolly vibes!! i’m still not sure how i feel about it tho? if y’all can tell me what u think of everything (the mobile theme esp) that would be sick :o

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{ The Beginning }

{ @bertholdturtle }

As the sons of two large corporation CEO’s, Jean Kirschtein and Marco Bodt were used to the high class scene. Jean parents ran a buisness out of a France, and just so happened to branch over to America, where they moved overseas and merged with the Bodt’s corporation. Dinner parties, charity events, and others was how Jean and Marco had finally met. Their parents had introduced them, and they had just clicked. They had met at the age of 10 and 11, and even years later they were closer than ever.

Now they were adults, and had become restless and resentful of the work their parents did. They had been planning a kind of heist for a little while now; who wouldn’t want to take a chunk of change from a money sucking organization? While in the public they appeared as perfect gentleman, they had their secrets. Jean was slowly becoming a knife specialist, enlisting help from an old friend to teach him, while Marco had his own kind of dark, persuasive charm he had going for them. Perfect partners in crime.

Erwin Smith, an acquaintance of theirs made through their parents, had apparently found both men intriguing. And that’s why they were invited over to dinner to discuss a business proposal Erwin had for them. Both being curious about the opportunity, they agreed to go. They were aware of the underground business he ran, though not many of the details. That’s what the dinner would provide.

They arrived at Erwin’s house, Marco dressed in maroon and black suit, with the gloves to match, while Jean was clad in lavender and black. Erwin greeted them at the door and let them in, before leading them towards the living room. The freckled man a gloved hand on the small of Jean’s back as they were guided through the house, fingers rubbing smooth circles into the muscle of his back. 

What neither of them happened to be expecting was two other men waiting for them in the living room. The man Erwin introduced as Bertholdt was tall, dark haired, and handsome. The other man, Reiner, was quite honestly built like a tank and had wonderfully chisled features. After their host had gotten through the basic introductions, he gave the newcomers a glass of wine and excused himself to check on the food.

Settling down on the couch, Jean took a slow sip of his wine and gazed across the coffee table at them. “Have you both worked with Erwin before?” He asked with a tilt of his head, causally leaning against Marco when he sat next to him. It was simply out of habit. 

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