Respect like King's

Respect like King's

The night was dark, heavy clouds scattered across the night sky added nothing but eeriness to the atmosphere while light rain thrummed against the ground creating small puddles of loneliness. The thunder roared above and lightened the sky for a split second making the alone rackety building, standing in the middle of nowhere, lit under the shine before it drowned in the darkness once again.

Leaving it with its evil activities.

The interior of the abandoned building was similar to the spooky exterior...well.... except for the flickering lights that shimmered across at some points to locate the right path. The hallways were dim, and poorly lit while the main rooms were maintained with necessary care. Guards and men located at different spots stood dull and sluggish but still alarmed at the coming and going of their authorities whenever they pleased.

Amidst of afflicting chaos in King's life by abducting his boyfriend and oncoming child, the boss had already started to assemble King's style and the decorum of his work by commanding his men in specific ways, he wasn't the one to lack in abilities and preparations when comes to take the responsibility of a Crime lord.

And the effective way to run an unrivalled empire is to resemble the unrivalled crime lord.

Thudding loud steps of the said boss echoed through dark hallways as he power walked through one towards the other while holding a phone and a gun in his grip. He walked with a straight face, nonchalant, while Kangsu tailed behind him, a blabbering mess.

The old man seemed to ignore the roll of eyes the boss had given him more than once as he chattered what he had in his mind without a break. Having his own type of enthusiasm, thrashing out of him in the form of his words, had the old man completely oblivious of the other's uncomfortable stance walking ahead of him.

Or maybe he did know and just wanted to get on the boss's nerves?

Well....he had some nerve.

Nevertheless, the boss was irritated to his max since he was on the verge of making a note of it.

".....so, you didn't tell me how I look with this new hairstyle?" Kangsu asked as soon as the boss pushed past the door of the main room open and entered inside with all his authoritative aura, secretly wishing that Kangsu didn't follow him.

The guards inside stood at attention, neither moved nor did they bowed instead, they kept at their place and stared at the boss with their curious eyes and the said boss didn't like that.

King's men bow at him.

"Your Majesty thinks I look cool in this colour. But he is young so his opinion doesn't matter.....all I want to know is your thoughts" Kangsu finished with a wide grin. The boss had narrowed his eyes at Kangsu after hearing those ridiculous words..... but that wasn't enough to lower the oldie's spirits.

Boss may not know Mago that well but he knew the boy wouldn't like something like Kangsu.

That liar.

"How is the boy? Has he been treated well, fed well?" he asked wanting to distract the conversation from a disturbing choice of hair colour to something important. Kangsu nodded his head with a smile, he then began to pace the room slowly as if a celebrity was inspecting things around.

'freaking clown' The boss rolled his eyes.

"He is well of course. Not the royal treatment he is used to but the boy is well fed, considering his condition, and he is comfortable so far." The older recited as if practised speech ".....but, tell me something about my new sty—..." he started again to be cut off by the boss when he raised his voice, questioning Kangsu's question.

"your men don't pay me much respect Kangsu. Teach them to bow at me like King's men do with the Xavier's......we are going to be powerful soon, they should know the rules at least" the boss said glaring at one of the man and ignoring Kangsu's hair story completely.

The older's grin only widened, he formed an amused pout and twirled a strand of green hair between his fingers as he looked in the sight of boss's eye, towards a guard, and smirked evilly.

"well......they will bow to the perfect King once he takes the throne. You don't worry boss; it will be sorted just according to our liking." the tone Kangsu used indicated some hidden message that the boss was quick to identify but couldn't decipher yet.

Sly fox...

"Now, about my hair—...."

"Anyway.....where is Chris? I thought he would be with you?" the boss asked with a sigh, cutting Kangsu off once again. He fished out his phone only to see numerous calls from a familiar number that had given him a heart attack, metaphorically, as he stared at the screen for a second long. There were almost fifteen calls and multiple text messages, all too important to be ignored, but boss deemed the time not suitable to indulge in something that could stray him from his goals.

"He is not here since yesterday. Was upset when he left, he was not even picking up my calls and not responding to my texts" the older answered watching the boss curiously as the latter kept glancing at his phone. With curiosity bubbling inside him, Kangsu also tried to sneak a peek but before that boss lifted his gaze and met with Kangsu's questioning one.

Ahem!!!

"Really now? I hope no other drama you two are planning surfaces when we are this close to our success" the boss mocked humourlessly, he turned the screen of his phone towards himself to save it from the older's peeking eyes and straightened his back. Kangsu scoffed and turned his face away from boss like he wasn't the one trying to look at the screen like his life was dependent on it.

"you are one to talk. Your partner, Garry Ashford, isn't here as well or did you not notice? I hope you two are not planning on putting on a show either" the older pumpkin mocked back with an attitude and walked ahead to the small table containing liquor.

The boss, though, burned in anger as his nose flared and face reddened with time. He marched towards the older pouring a glass and snatched the bottle roughly before he glared at him enraged.

"mind your fucking tongue Kangsu before I cut it off and shove it up your ass!" the boss roared at Kangsu's face. He threw the bottle on the ground to show how angry he was making that poor thing burst into a million pieces right before their eyes.

Kangsu stared back a little confused at the sudden outburst, he didn't dare say a word anymore while the boss glared at him.

It was time that they learnt to respect the future Crime lord of the country.

The boss then groaned annoyed and quickly dialled a number and placed the phone on his ear only to sigh in agitation when it went straight to voicemail. He tried again only to end up with the same result. When multiple tries brought the same result, boss was heaving in another angry fit.

He didn't know what he did to deserve such irresponsible and imprudent men with him in his life's most important goal.

"He isn't picking up my calls......shit!" Boss cursed loudly pulling away his device, he dialled another number and another until an incoming call interrupted him making him curse under his breath.

Composing himself to the level that his breathing was normal, boss attended the call.

Meanwhile, Kangsu who had busied himself in pouring another brand, snickered at boss's back, clearly enjoying the show..... but soon that smile of his faltered and a frown took its place when he saw boss's expression changing from pure rage to pure horror.

"WHAT!!!?" the boss finally yelled loudly. He dashed out of the room at the speed of light and Kangsu soon followed after gulping his precious alcohol in a single sip.

.........

The door of the shared apartment opened and in entered Christopher Jana humming a tune under his breath, he entered the small space only to find his roommate slash supposed boyfriend talking to someone on the phone while picking an outfit from the dresser.

Wiggling miserably in an odd posture.

The younger male was busy handling things, with a device tucked between his ear and shoulder and hands fumbling with jumbled-up laundry stuffed in the large drawers, while he talked and listened and hummed from time to time. Jana paced closer to the younger and stood behind him to get noticed so he could start a much-needed conversation but all he got was a light shove when Mickey rushed past him and towards the bathroom for a quick rinse and change.

"....yes uncle. I got it, yes. King has sent some people for our assistance,....uh....yes.....don't worry. Okay then.....I will meet you there" the boy said on the phone, he continued for a few minutes while Jana watched.

Once Mickey was done and the call was over, Jana leapt for the chance.

"what the hell is going on Mickey? What are you up to these days?" Jana asked as soon as the younger pulled away his device. Mickey turned to face Jana and smiled pretentiously before he walked slowly towards the charging slot to look for the charger of his phone.

The silence fell between them and prolonged like always.

The boy wasn't gonna answer again like he had been doing for the past two days so Jana decided to probe until he got what he wanted. He marched towards the younger and held on to his wrists making Mickey stare at the older questioningly.

"you don't get to go all silent on me now Mickey. Tell me what's going on? You have been away for most of the day, gone to the mansion for more than once, meeting with different people and now conversing with them over phone calls. What is happening? Is it about Mago, is he back, is he ok, tell me he is alright?" Jana asked question after question with his face slowly morphing into worriedness as he finished.

Mickey stood silently, not knowing how to answer Jana about Mr Chris and the remaining planning without exposing everything. He had to think quickly and efficiently, not to add to the misery of the older, but the way Jana looked determined and worried, the younger didn't have the heart to say anything other than the brutal truth.

"well.....its....a..um... long—..." Mickey started but Jana huffed in annoyance as he proceeded to pull the younger closer and held onto his shoulder instead of his wrists.

"I don't care how long or short this fucking story is Mickey. But let me threaten you, .....if you don't tell me what the fuck is happening right fucking now then I am not letting you go wherever the fuck you were planning to go earlier" Jana was serious when he said that and Mickey knew it perfectly with the way the other was looking deep into his eyes.

Jana wanted answers.

"well....fuck you stubbornness then. Lend an ear Jana and fucking fasten a belt for a long ass story time" Mickey cursed as he shoved Jana away. The younger then proceeded to walk to the kitchen and fished out a box of unopened extra sweet cereals, Jana watched him curiously while Mickey situated himself on the countertop and popped open the box before fixing his eyes on Jana.

Here goes nothing.....

.........

"OH HELL NAH MciKEY HELL NAH!!!!" the older yelled exasperated, pacing from one corner of the small kitchen to the other while cursing fluently as Mago would in his condition. Mickey stayed seated, popping a single sugary cereal in his mouth one at a time, as he watched the older digesting the newly informed information.

The boy was smart enough to expose only what was necessary and could concern Jana in some way.

"why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you in all this,....you can't be doing all this all on your own. That shit is fucking serious and you are engaged in it without even your boyfriend knowing?" a hurtful expression passed across Jana's face as he held his heart, he looked at Mickey with his big eyes trying to show the vital point of their relationship as well.

But Mickey only rolled his eyes at the older and jumped off the counter.

"you are not my boyfriend you fucking prick, how many times do I need to fucking feed you this shit." Mickey nearly roared as he chucked a handful of pink cereal at Jana.

"Besides, Mago is my soulmate and there is no need for you to know stuff regarding him" Mickey stated checking his nails like a Diva, he dismissed the care Jana showed for him and the situation in a split second and the older felt the urgent need to address the treatment.

"well news for you, you little asshole... it is my brother we are talking about. Mago is in danger and I will fucking go to any length it takes to get my brother back" Jana countered back with a huff, he was serious when he said that and Mickey felt the true emotion behind it. Unknowingly, a happy surprise bloomed in Mickey's heart and turned away to smile secretly.

But then he wiped that smile when a thought came into his mind

"But it's your father we are after Jana, it's Mr Chris the crime lord is after, it's gonna be ugly. It is better if you stay away from this matter and let them deal with it the way they like.....for your own betterment" Mickey urged with concern and Jana did nothing but stare in return.

Silence.....

It was no secret that Jana was most hurt and burnt by his family. The father he had done everything for, just for his attention, had left him abandoned on the street without a house, clothes, food or even a word about their disappearance. Then came his sister, a blood relation that didn't even bother to call or ask for his whereabouts for days, left him just like his father, to rot and cry like a baby on the streets.

While thinking deeply, Jana's whole life flashed across his eyes. The days of his struggle, embarrassment, ugly fight and degradation. All the bad deeds, disgusting intentions and well-led and manipulated life made him sad and filled his eyes with tears.

Nearly thirty years and the man still yearned for stability, love and respect.

Although Mickey and Mago were a perfect recipe for disaster when together, not to forget the fluent curses both the boys spit and how efficiently their limbs worked when needed, the most memorable time Jana had spent was with them both to be considered a family.

And so, it was time for a decision.

The duo stared at each other without words until one of them decided to break the ice. Jana paced closer to Mickey and glared at the younger. As he towered over Mickey's small frame, the older than flicked his forehead with his finger and Mickey winced at him.

"What?" he asked annoyed

"you don't get to decide whether I involve myself in this or not," Jana muttered loud enough and determined.

"What?" Mickey asked again.

"You heard me...... it is about time I decide what I want and who I want in my life," Jana said firmly and Mickey stared in awe.

How? When Jana was even ready to die for his father?

"but....." Mickey started but Jana placed his finger on Mickey's lips to shush him.

"no buts......" the older commanded "Now, sit your thick ass down and tell me how we do it.....cause, I don't know about you but I gotta protect my fucking boyfriend like a king would his" Jana smiled at the end and Mickey couldn't help but roll his eyes at the other.

......

Sayonara~~~~