Fear, Sugar, Lust.

*.*.*.*Hosun groaned and frowned at the text message he'd received from his landlord, once again reminding him to pay his rent. He gripped his silver hair in class, unable to pay attention to the lecturing professor.What was he going to do now? He'd been fired from his lame job as a waiter in a restaurant and at this point had nothing but a few dollars left for himself. He had to pay for his school, he had to pay for food. He had to pay for rent. He had to pay the people he'd borrowed from. He had no one to turn to for help.Hosun had no parents, or at least, lived like he had none. His family had disowned him when after graduating from high school, his parents had once caught him kissing a boy in his room and immediately assumed he was gay when in reality he was just being curious and trying to explore his sexuality.Well after that, it was the end of whatever relationship he shared with them and he was okay with it. He left home believing he would be able to fend for himself. But

*.*.*.*Hosun's POV:I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, observing the dye on my hair. When I saw that it was all done, I washed it off in the sink. Soon enough, my hair was dried and brown. Given that I was going to sneak into the Cherry bomb drinking club with the help of Bam, once in I had to look presentable and not draw in too much attention. Something that would've surely happened if I'd decided to keep my silver hair.I left my bathroom and went to change into the suit I'd borrowed from Bam weeks ago. It would help me fit in with the wealthy people I was going to meet at the Cherry Bomb.Once done, I left my room.*Jun's POV:I buttoned my shirt and fixed my glasses. I wasn't in any mood to go out that night but since I'd accepted Hansol's invitation, I had no choice but to do so.I stepped out into our little living room to find Taeho spread out on the couch with a bowl of popcorn, watching a drama. When he saw me, he whistled and sat up immediately."Woohoo, you look gr

*.*.*.*Writer's POV:Hosun had succeeded in getting at least eight good men. They'd all taken his number and had planned rendezvous with him. He sure was proud of himself.He made his way to the counter where Bam was serving drinks. He took a seat and Bam immediately approached him."How's it going?" he asked, shaking the cocktail mixer."Perfect. I got nine of them. That's enough for the night. I'm disgusted from all of them trying to kiss or touch me." Hosun grimaced."And you're not even gay. Yet you seduced them like it was nothing." Bam mused."I know right." Hosun chuckled.Honestly, Hosun didn't even know what he was. He'd had a few sexual relationships with girls here and there to satisfy his needs but honestly, he had no attraction or whatsoever to them. Even when he had sex with girls, it was because he forced himself to. Just to satisfy his horny self from time to time.On the other hand, he wasn't attracted to men either. He'd never engaged in any sexual relationship with

*.*.*.*Writer's POV:An entire week passed. Taeho was worried to the core. He didn't know what to do. He'd filed complaints at the police station about his older brother gone missing, with the help of Hansol.But it was to no avail as none of the policemen did anything about the issue. What Taeho didn't know was that the chief of the police had received a call from someone very powerful, asking them not to pursue any investigations having something to do with either Kim Seokjun or Jung Hosun. It was a child's play given how corrupt the police were.The younger spent his nights crying and looking for his older brother by himself but to no avail. He was losing hope and imagined that the worse had happened to his brother. Where could Seokjun be? What had happened to him that night?*.*"Are you sure?" Namgyu asked with a frown."Yes. They're clean. Kim Seokjun, the older, is just a doctor and nothing more. The good citizen. Never been arrested, had an excellent school record, and has be

*.*.*.*Writer's POV:A few days passed and Seokjun was very calm. He did his best not to anger the guards or Namgyu whenever they came to check on him from time to time just to see if he was behaving right. This gained him some points in his favor.Hosun on the other hand remained a brat. Even when Yoonjin had visited him the second day, Hosun had lashed at him and the guard again, cursing and trying to kick his way out of Wonho's tight grip to attack Yoonjin. His behavior worsened and he hated the idea of being locked up. At this point, he preferred to die. He was a lost cause and did nothing but irritate Yoonjin. After visiting him for the second time, Yoonjin stopped coming. He would leave Hosun to rot there.*.*"You've been good, Seokjun," Namgyu said casually, pocketing his hands as he stared down at the beautiful man sitting on the couch in his room."This means I get to have some privileges?" Jun asked."Yes. But under one more condition." Namgyu raised his perfect finger."W