Guns Drawn Part 1
Title: Guns Drawn 1/2
Author: grace_down
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: G-T.O.P
Author's note: This is a sequel to racquelle2005 's awesome fic Smoke & Mirrors which you should read prior to reading this. Oh and Firefox spell check apparently thinks Seunghyun=Bunghole.
Summary: Just another patron at the club Jiyong bar tends turns out to be something more.
Jiyong was hesitant to call the number Seunghyun had given him He feared it would be a false number or the hot line for some porn company. He rolled the card between his hands while lying on his bed. His mother stumbled into his room a short and unattractive man trailing behind her.
"This is my only one." His mother said making general gestures toward Jiyoung.
The man smiled at him displaying his decaying dental. Jiyong sat up and glared at the man before is mother shut the door. He sat the card on his night stand and noticed how late it was. He turned off his lamp and tried to sleep. A few hours later he was woken up by a pressure on his thigh he tried to shake it off but it remained unmoved. He turned over and saw the man from earlier rubbing his legs. Jiyong kicked his feet violently. He screamed repeatedly. The man cover his mouth to silence him but Jiyong could tell by the heavy foot steps approaching his door his mother was awake.
His mother stumbled into the room and turned the lights on when she saw the man touching Jiyong she shoved him away hard. The man pulled out a few tattered bills from his wallet and tossed them at Jiyong's mother. She counted the bills and stuck out her hand signaling for more. While the man searched his pockets Jiyong ran out of the house. He searched his pockets for his keys forgetting he had lent them to his mother.
"The brat got away." The man shouted at the empty doorway.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to take me for compensation." Jiyong's mother said joining the man on Jiyong's bed.
Jiyong ran as fast as he could, bare foot and in night wear, making sure his mother nor the strange man were near him. He saw a payphone and tried to think of someone to call and the only person that came to mind was Seunghyun. Jiyong had memorized the number and the only thing stopping him was his own apprehension. After about ten minutes of contemplating Jiyong picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"H-Hello." Jiyong said nervously. Jiyong could hear loud music in the background.
"Hmm?" Seunghyun replied, a certain lulling tone in his speech that hinted he had had a few drinks.
"Uhmm, I'm the bartender from that strip club you asked me to call." Jiyong said sure the other man had forgotten.
"Oh yeah, what's up?" Seunghyun ask his tone warming slightly.
"I'd hate to ask this from a stranger-" Jiyong began.
"Oh so you just let strangers get you off?" Seunghyun question a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Jiyong began to digress his previous statement. Seunghyun was more than a stranger, he was his customer? Jiyong didn't know how to describe their relationship so he remained quiet for a moment.
"I need somewhere to stay for the night. "Jiyong said after the silence.
Seunghyun let out a hearty laugh "Where are you?" he asked very serious.
"Oh about a block from the club. You can't miss me I'm wearing pajamas." Jiyong said letting his last words trail off.
Seunghyun laughed and sighed before hanging up.
About 20 minutes later an extremely nice foreign car pulled up beside Jiyong. He knew it was Seunghyun he walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. But what he saw was a large menacing man ocucpying the seat. Seunghyun laughed from the backseat. Jiyong noticed him and closed the door gently before climbing into the rear seats of the vehicle.
"I take it you don't have a chauffeur." Seunghyun said making room for the other man.
Jiyong didn't respond feeling slightly embarrassed. He should have known Seunghyun had a chauffeur he was wealthy and wealthy people have chauffeurs. Seunghyun passed Jiyoung some clothing that the man knew he'd never be able to afford. Jiyong held the clothing for a moment.
"I'll need some sort of compensation similar to the other night." Seunghyun taunted.
"That night was a lapse in judgement, the setting, the music it got to me." Jiyong explained not sure if he was trying to convince himself or the other man.
Seunghyun nodded skeptically as the doors on both sides of the car were opened. Jiyong climbed out in front of the most beautiful house he had ever seen. He couldn't help but gasp solely at the large onyx pillars that divided the house neatly into three sections. He followed Seunghyun to the front entrance. Where a petite house keeper greeted him eyeing his bare feet and unkempt hair.
Author: grace_down
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: G-T.O.P
Author's note: This is a sequel to racquelle2005 's awesome fic Smoke & Mirrors which you should read prior to reading this. Oh and Firefox spell check apparently thinks Seunghyun=Bunghole.
Summary: Just another patron at the club Jiyong bar tends turns out to be something more.
Jiyong was hesitant to call the number Seunghyun had given him He feared it would be a false number or the hot line for some porn company. He rolled the card between his hands while lying on his bed. His mother stumbled into his room a short and unattractive man trailing behind her.
"This is my only one." His mother said making general gestures toward Jiyoung.
The man smiled at him displaying his decaying dental. Jiyong sat up and glared at the man before is mother shut the door. He sat the card on his night stand and noticed how late it was. He turned off his lamp and tried to sleep. A few hours later he was woken up by a pressure on his thigh he tried to shake it off but it remained unmoved. He turned over and saw the man from earlier rubbing his legs. Jiyong kicked his feet violently. He screamed repeatedly. The man cover his mouth to silence him but Jiyong could tell by the heavy foot steps approaching his door his mother was awake.
His mother stumbled into the room and turned the lights on when she saw the man touching Jiyong she shoved him away hard. The man pulled out a few tattered bills from his wallet and tossed them at Jiyong's mother. She counted the bills and stuck out her hand signaling for more. While the man searched his pockets Jiyong ran out of the house. He searched his pockets for his keys forgetting he had lent them to his mother.
"The brat got away." The man shouted at the empty doorway.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to take me for compensation." Jiyong's mother said joining the man on Jiyong's bed.
Jiyong ran as fast as he could, bare foot and in night wear, making sure his mother nor the strange man were near him. He saw a payphone and tried to think of someone to call and the only person that came to mind was Seunghyun. Jiyong had memorized the number and the only thing stopping him was his own apprehension. After about ten minutes of contemplating Jiyong picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"H-Hello." Jiyong said nervously. Jiyong could hear loud music in the background.
"Hmm?" Seunghyun replied, a certain lulling tone in his speech that hinted he had had a few drinks.
"Uhmm, I'm the bartender from that strip club you asked me to call." Jiyong said sure the other man had forgotten.
"Oh yeah, what's up?" Seunghyun ask his tone warming slightly.
"I'd hate to ask this from a stranger-" Jiyong began.
"Oh so you just let strangers get you off?" Seunghyun question a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Jiyong began to digress his previous statement. Seunghyun was more than a stranger, he was his customer? Jiyong didn't know how to describe their relationship so he remained quiet for a moment.
"I need somewhere to stay for the night. "Jiyong said after the silence.
Seunghyun let out a hearty laugh "Where are you?" he asked very serious.
"Oh about a block from the club. You can't miss me I'm wearing pajamas." Jiyong said letting his last words trail off.
Seunghyun laughed and sighed before hanging up.
About 20 minutes later an extremely nice foreign car pulled up beside Jiyong. He knew it was Seunghyun he walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. But what he saw was a large menacing man ocucpying the seat. Seunghyun laughed from the backseat. Jiyong noticed him and closed the door gently before climbing into the rear seats of the vehicle.
"I take it you don't have a chauffeur." Seunghyun said making room for the other man.
Jiyong didn't respond feeling slightly embarrassed. He should have known Seunghyun had a chauffeur he was wealthy and wealthy people have chauffeurs. Seunghyun passed Jiyoung some clothing that the man knew he'd never be able to afford. Jiyong held the clothing for a moment.
"I'll need some sort of compensation similar to the other night." Seunghyun taunted.
"That night was a lapse in judgement, the setting, the music it got to me." Jiyong explained not sure if he was trying to convince himself or the other man.
Seunghyun nodded skeptically as the doors on both sides of the car were opened. Jiyong climbed out in front of the most beautiful house he had ever seen. He couldn't help but gasp solely at the large onyx pillars that divided the house neatly into three sections. He followed Seunghyun to the front entrance. Where a petite house keeper greeted him eyeing his bare feet and unkempt hair.