Zack was in over his head, a thought that had crossed his mind countless times since he decided to become a fighter for the CC. His first fight in the arena was just to settle an old score, Woojin had scammed him and Zack got back at him by beating the shit out of him. That should have been the only fight.
But then with being a member of the CC came the membership benefits. Easy access into the CC building at almost any time, free use of the gym room and its equipment, entry into the second-floor seats if he wanted to hang around the top fighters and now he even got discounted meals from the new mess hall. The best part about his allegiance to the CC was being up close and personal with fighters he had only dreamt of meeting or speaking to.
Nodding at them as they walked passed him down the hallway, offering each other some bits and pieces of advice when they shared the same training room and occasionally even sharing meals within the same vicinity of them.
Now this could just be Zack being a total fanboy but could you blame him? The only downside to this membership was how to continue it, Zack had to participate in at least one fight every three months to maintain the benefits. If after three months he didn't participate in another fight then his contract would be null and he'd lose everything until he fought again.
At first, Zack had been fine with the thought. He could revel in the three months he had then go back to being a normie boxer that wasn't partaking in a fight club. Then the whole situation with Public had happened and he was faced with Jacky as his new opponent. He had won that fight and his membership was renewed for another three months.
He got cocky after his second win and now here he was, in a tournament with others that were way out of his league in both the talent and hard work department. Loads of others who were stronger than him but had been eliminated or knocked out before him, the only reason he had gotten this far was because of the brunette who was currently facing No.1.
"Hang back, I'll see what I can do" Johan had said.
Johan's plan the moment he had partnered with Zack was for the boxer to stand around and do nothing whilst he went off and fought. The plan sucked yet it had been working great. Despite its success, it didn't mean that it didn't make Zack feel like shit. Like he was a fraud, using Johan for his strength to achieve his own goals when in reality his goal was just to experience the tournament and survive.
The worst aspect of it all was the fact that Johan hadn't even given him a say in the plan. The brunette knew that Zack was useless and weak, that he would only get in his way when it came down to fighting which wasn't very far off due to his injury but it still hurt. Zack wanted to be involved, whether it was by kicking ass or having his ass kicked, hell he could have been bait for Johan to use and he still wouldn't have cared. At least then he would have participated somehow.
"Someone's looking less than thrilled" A voice calls and Zack over to see Nomen approaching him. Zack tenses but the blonde raises his hands in an act of peace. "I'm not gonna hurt you, just here to talk. I was getting bored standing over there by myself, doing nothing" He gestures before coming to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the high schooler.
Zack remains silent, surveying his opponent before turning back to the fight. He was used to seeing Nomen with his mask on, there were a couple of times when the blonde, Japanese male didn't have it on and it would enthral the crowd with his handsome good looks but those moments were rare. Seeing him up close, Zack could reluctantly admit that the usually blatantly racist man was good-looking.
"You honestly think your friend is going to win?" Nomen asks, nodding to where Johan was dodging and weaving around No.1 and all of his monstrous hits.
"He's strong" was Zack's automatic reply.
"I know he is, Johan and I have fought before" Ryohei scoffs. "But in comparison to No.1…it's like a candle versus a raging forest fire. Some people burn brighter than others" Nomen remarks casually as Johan is backhanded by No.1.
Zack tenses, readying to jump into the fight even if that would piss off the brunette.
"Easy there tiger, you think you'd make a difference in their battle?" The blonde snorts, noticing Zack twitch in his spot.
"I can try" Zack grits out, starting to get pissed off by the Japanese bodyguard's words.
"That's what losers say" Nomen clicks his tongue. "Try" he utters out with distaste.
"What about you then?" Zack hisses. "All you've done for the second round is stand around, sure I've done the same but at least I have an excuse. What's yours?" The boxer sneers and Nomen's eyes turn steel-like as he stands up straighter. He was slightly taller than Zack which pissed the younger man off.
"I'm conserving my strength. The minute No.1 gets me into the final round and we have to fight one another, I will take him down. Because where he's injured and tired I won't be, I'll make sure to have all the advantages I can take" Nomen smirks sharply. "Because unlike you, I'm strong" He adds and Zack's posture falters.
He clenches his fists by his side. He was useless and weak, no matter his training with Johan, no matter if he won against Woojin or Jacky, he was still nothing. Zack had thought he had grown as a person, getting stronger and better but now that he had finished climbing one mountain he realised that there were far more larger mountains he had to overcome. He was tired.
"You want my advice, brat? Save yourself the humiliation and just walk out of bounds now. Go home" Nomen hisses and the temptation to do just that was planted in Zack's mind.
There was no use in Zack being inside the arena grounds anyway if he wasn't going to fight. He was tired and humiliated, he wanted to go home. Mira and Johan were right.
A scream of pain shatters across the arena and Zack is startled out of his stupor. Johan, who had been grabbed by his hair and thrown to the ground, had No.1 standing over him. The larger man had slammed a fist straight into the ground where Johan was lying, the only thing saving the brunette was his arms blocking the fist yet even then the impact and force of the punch were earth-shaking.
Johan was struggling. The same Johan who is strong, who knew how to copy every fighting style and move he came across, who was a prodigy and won the last tournament. He was losing and here Zack was, his so-called best friend, standing around and watching like a spectator.
A desperate look falls on Johan's face and his heterochromatic eyes turn to Zack for just a second. Fear and regret swim through them.
No.1 draws back his fist to send the same punch and Zack's body moves before he can stop himself. Running across the arena at full speed, disregarding the state of his leg and focusing on the scene in front of him he pushes himself to move. He had always been regarded as fast, his speed was his advantage and he would use it.
Just before No.1 could land the punch against Johan he grunts in pain as Zack comes flying out of nowhere. The Worker's member hadn't been paying attention to anyone else so the attack came as a surprise.
"WHAT'S THIS? ZACK LEE'S SPEED SURPRISES NO.1?!" Goo gasps through the speakers and many of the people that had been ignoring or looking down on Zack turn their attention to him.
Zack lands a combo attack, not holding back in his strength as he fights. No.1 staggers backwards, confused and disorientated as to where the boxer had come from. It's enough time for Zack to jump backwards, heave Johan up and dash them out of reach.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, idiot?!" Johan calls. "You're supposed to leave this to me!" He growls.
"And what? Let you get killed?" Zack snorts before turning to his friend. "Listen, my body moved without my permission and it's all your fault anyway" He points out much to Johan's confusion.
"The hell do you mean by that?" Johan snarls.
"Your eyes, it looked like you were asking for help" Zack answers much to Johan's shock. "And besides, I've always taken care of your bullies" He turned back to No.1 who had recovered and was now staring in their direction.
"This guy is a bit worse than a bully" Johan retorts.
"I know, I'm still going to fight" Zack responds and Johan sighs.
"Fine, don't die" Was all the brunette said in response.
The two rush at No.1, running in from different sides and angles at a pace that the other could barely register. Hudson and Vasco had attempted something similar during their fight and although they were fast, their speed wasn't as great as Zack and Johan's.
Zack hits first, landing a straight to No.1's face before Johan lands a punch to his stomach. No.1 gasps, spit flying out of his mouth as he attempts to adapt to the two. His opponents don't allow him to. Time and time again Zack would land a hit and Johan would follow, not giving No.1 any time to recover or even breathe as they gang up on him. Zack may not be as strong as Johan but his hits were enough of a distraction and nuisance for No.1 to not ignore him.
No.1 must have been getting tired as he swung an arm out, causing Johan to dodge and lose their momentum. A second was all No.1 needed to try and a counter but Zack wasn't going to allow that. He was a useless fighter so he was going to do everything he could to become useful.
"HEY UGLY! TAKE THIS!" Zack shouts at the top of his lungs, attempting to throw a left hook to No.1 liver. The large man's attention diverted back to Zack, his eyes widening as he dodges and goes to the counter only for Zack to weave out the way with a grin. It was a fake and No.1 had realised too late, turning back only for his face to get whiplash.
Johan lands a perfect spinning kick right into No.1 face, causing the large man to stumble backwards. A regular opponent would have been knocked out, No.1 wasn't a regular person and they knew it. Zack spins and swipes at No.1's foot, and his already unsteady figure goes tumbling down to the floor.
"JOHAN!" Zack cries out and the Brunette knows exactly what his friend is shouting for.
Johan jumps and smashes No.1's head into the floor, landing on his face with both his feet. Blood spurts out but Zack doesn't relent as he immediately follows by jumping and using all of his body weight, stabbing his elbow straight into the man's ribs which causes him to cry out in agony.
The two don't stop there, quickly landing several more kicks and punches to the man who's still on the floor. Jumping No.1 hadn't been in the plan or strategy but it was working, even if it looked quite underhanded and shady coming from the crowd's point of view. The man was far too heavy to drag out of bounds and it didn't look like he would forfeit either. The only way to securely take out No.1 was to knock him unconscious, with that in mind, Zack and Johan hit harder.
No.1 struggled and screamed, writhing around in pain but every attempt that was made to get up was knocked down by either Zack or Johan. Every time he tried to turn over he would stumble right down onto his back again, every time he would prop himself onto his arms or knees they would be knocked away from under him. It was tiring, having to destroy every effort the other man-made to try and survive the onslaught of attacks.
The painful ache that had been in Zack's injured leg was throbbing, with each movement that involved the limb a sharp jolt would be shot through his entire body. His brain was telling him to slow down, to stop and rest but the dire situation spoke differently.
Using his good right leg, Zack goes to kick at No.1's hand that was bracing his torso up from the floor. He wanted to knock the man's support out from under him but apparently, the larger man understood their plan at that point. Just as his leg was going to swipe at his wrist, it pulled away and out of reach, Zack kicked at the air and he was dumbfounded by the lack of contact.
Looking down, chills shoot through Zack's spine as he notices the man's gaze is directly pinned to him. The hand that had escaped shoots out, grabbing Zack's injured leg that was still secured to the floor, he crushes the leg and pulls.
The scream that rips out of Zack's throat was involuntary but the pain was too much. With No.1 suddenly pulling his only support, as fragile as it was, he goes down quicker than he could blink. He doesn't have so much as any time to breathe before No.1's figure is looming over him, menacing and his eyes devoid of any life.
"ZACK!" Johan shouts but it doesn't prevent the balled-up hand that pounds down against Zack's stomach. A sickening crunch was heard, the air was knocked out of him and pain, infinite pain pulsates through his body. His body slackened against the floor, and the will and urge to fight that had been burning in him was put out.
Satisfied with Zack's state, No.1 turns to Johan whose shocked gaze turns to his opponent. The brunette was pissed.
"You fucker" Johan hisses, clenching his hands before raising them. "I'll kill you!" He roars, throwing everything into the punch, ready to meet the other man's jaw yet it never does. He meets air and Johan blinks in confusion when his vision of the Workers member falters.
He had missed?
No.1 doesn't so much as bat an eye as he takes a step forward and lands his hit against Johan's gut. Johan choked on air before feeling his body go flying across the arena, feeling it land harshly against the dirt floor and rolling to a stop. He couldn't breathe, no matter how many gasps of air he took, it felt like he couldn't inhale enough oxygen. Clutching his stomach and curling into a ball, he gasps and gags before hearing No.1 footsteps approach him. He peers up, through his messy hair, sweat and tears of pain, looking up at the frightening force that stares back at him passively.
He was waiting for Johan to do something. To react, to move, to fight. Yet through his blurry eyes that were wavering, Johan knew he couldn't win. Instead, he slumps back to the floor in defeat.
"AND WITH THAT, THE LAST FIGHT OF THE NIGHT COMES TO A DRAMATIC CLOSE! NO.1 AND RYOHEI MAKE IT TO THE SEMI FINALS!"
Sirens. Cheers. Screaming and crying. Laughter and gasps of disbelief. The final match-up had been decided.
No.1 and Ryohei vs Eli and Olly.
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Zack and Johan were still awake when they were brought in on separate stretchers, but they were in so much pain that neither man could move from their spot. No.1 was taken away by Hangyeoul as usual and since Ryohei didn't fight again he was dismissed. The blonde didn't leave though, instead, he stuck around and watched as Daniel and Doctor Yu worked on the two bodies that were in shock.
Bruises, cuts and gashes, scrapes and bleeding. The worst of it all was the fractured ribs that both men were facing and the state of Zack's already fucked up leg.
"There isn't much we can do for the fractured ribs, it'll take around 6 weeks for the bones to heal themselves but to help ease the process and pain you'll need to use compression wraps, only if they don't cause you any pain" Daniel states after physically examining Zack's chest. The boxer nodded, breathing in short breaths of pain as he listened to his words. "It's going to be hell for the next couple of days but I'll prescribe you some painkillers. Try not to cough or move around too strenuously" He advises as he writes down a prescription.
"And my leg?" Zack asks, his voice dry as he strains his neck to look down at the swollen appendage.
"Calf strain," Daniel responds. "No torn muscles or ligaments thankfully, just that the muscles there will be swollen and bruised for the next couple of days. Your leg needs rest, ice, compression and elevation" He notes down and Zack lets out a breath of relief.
"Thank God, I thought I wasn't going to be able to walk ever again" Zack sighs.
"If you continue to use your leg and strain it even further without rest then it will impact your ability to walk" Daniel frowns and the boxer freezes. "I mean it when I say rest, Zack. Your well-being depends on your ability to heal your body" He states evenly and the boxer nods.
"Okay, but how am I going to move or do anything with fractured ribs and a leg that can't move?" Zack questions before his eyes catch sight of something an employee had brought over. "You're kidding me" He grunts.
"I'm confining you to a wheelchair for the next couple of days, at least until your leg gets better" Daniel pats the chair.
"Doctor, please no" Zack whines.
"You did this to yourself by participating, it's either this or you crawl around everywhere and risk worsening your injury" He crosses his arms and watches as the boxer contemplates his options.
"Zack, you're using the wheelchair end of discussion" Mira's voice pipes up, her tone showcasing that she wasn't accepting anything else. He slumps in defeat and allows Daniel to help him into the chair before providing him with his prescription paper.
"Oh and by the way, Zack" Daniel hums as the other man reads the piece of paper. "Good work out there, you might not have won but you certainly stepped up and showed that you weren't a pushover. Loads of people were rooting for you and Johan, especially after you charged in like a hero to help your partner" He informs and Zack's sombre mood lightens up.
The heartbroken eyes that had taken root in Zack's eyes since his loss faded into something wistful.
"Yeah?" He asks.
"Yeah man, you were really cool" Daniel compliments, patting his shoulder lightly and giving a soft smile.
With that, he leaves the male with Mira who fusses over his injuries. Instead, Daniel walks over to Collin who is talking with Johan, serious looks on both their faces.
"Is everything alright over here?" Daniel questioned and Johan was quick to snap out a 'We're fine' whereas Collin frowned.
"We're not fine, I was just discussing with Mr Seong about the deteriorating state of his eyes," He tells Daniel in a quieter tone, knowing that what they were talking about required a little more delicacy. Daniel was surprised that even Collin was able to pick up on Johan's problems with his eyes, although that last move he performed again No.1, missing him completely despite the giant man having been standing right in front of him. It was a sure tell that Johan's eyes were worse than Daniel had anticipated.
"I'm fine" Johan bites out, going to move away only to wince as he grasps his chest. "Stupid broken rib" The brunette hisses and Daniel sighs.
"Johan, have you thought about my offer from the last time we spoke?" He asks gently, knowing that if he pushed or was forceful the brunette would only get more defensive.
It takes a moment before Johan replies, deep in thought as he stares off to the side.
"I've thought about it" Johan states.
"Yeah? And what do you think about getting help for your eyes?" Daniel prompts but the male merely shakes his head.
"No, I won't get them fixed until my mother gets the help she needs" Johan grunts, crossing his arms stubbornly. "I've got the money for her surgery and everything…it's just waiting in line. She's on the list but we haven't moved up at all and I'm pretty sure those Doctors hate us which is why they've been holding off in her surgery" Annoyance bubbles up in the other man's voice.
Daniel frowns, turning to look at Collin who also held a similar expression.
"What do you mean by hate?" Daniel asks imploringly.
At this, Johan looked conflicted between telling the two doctors the truth or not, his eyes going to Collin's warily before turning to Daniel. Understanding the silence, Daniel waves Collin off who moves away with a grunt. Eventually, it was just the two of them whereas everyone else was minding their own business.
"Johan, you can tell me the truth," Daniel hums, moving closer to the brunette who sighs.
"For the last couple of years my mothers have been going to a drug rehabilitation centre" He confesses and it takes a lot for Daniel to school his expression. He didn't expect the answer but didn't want to cause Johan to become embarrassed by making an openly shocked face. Instead, he just nods for the other to continue speaking. "Back when my mother started losing her eyesight she went to our local pastor for advice…she was a very religious woman and the pastor took advantage of that…he was running a drug cult and he got her and loads of other people involved. It was called the Pungsan incident, you might have heard of it when the police busted them a couple of years ago"
The Pungsan incident wasn't something that Daniel was familiar with but he did overhear his uncle speaking about it. Several people who had been affected by the cult, high and addicted to drugs, had come into his hospital and he had spoken about the absurdity of their situation.
"Anyways, she's been going into rehab ever since and at this point she's doing a lot better but still…there's a lot of stigma against people who have done drugs or were a part of cults. Even though it wasn't her fault and she was tricked into being involved, people don't see it that way" He clenches his hands on his lap, fury appearing in her eyes. "She just wanted to get better, we didn't have any money to do it the conventional way and now…people that used to be her friend won't even talk to her, her hairdressing business has gotten even worse now that she's blind and the Doctors…they barely pay attention to her"
Daniel was alarmed by all of this information, frowning her grasps Johan's shoulder which causes the brunette to look up at him.
"Are you saying that the Doctors, this hospital that you've been going to for your mother's treatment, they've been openly preventing her from seeking treatment because of their personal views?" Daniel questions.
"It seems like it" Johan shrugs. "They're always dismissing her or saying that there's too many people on the list to get to or that someone else needs to move up before her…it's frustrating because she doesn't even think there's anything wrong with that. She's a nice person, a good person, and if someone needs the surgery more than her then she's obviously going to say that it's fine for them to move up before her on the list" He explains, swallowing his saliva thickly.
Daniel couldn't help but feel sick. It was disheartening to hear something like this was occurring.
"Johan, which hospital is this and when's your mother's next check-up?" Daniel inquires and Johan frowns at this.
"Kangbuk Samsung Medical Centre and her next appointment are actually in two weeks, why?" Johan answers sceptically.
"Alright, for the next appointment, I'd like to join you and your mother just to confirm if your theory is correct. Perhaps there's something I can do to help your situation" Daniel states confidently and Johan's eyes widen, his eyebrows shooting up and above his messy fringe.
"Doctor, you don't have to-" "No, this is a matter of ethics and if KBSMC is doing this then they are going over moral boundaries and they should be held accountable" Daniel retorts firmly and Johan nods. "For now, you should rest. Both you and Zack must be tired. Let's go grab some food from the mess hall and then you should head home to rest, the tournament is over for tonight anyways" He states as the Founders announce the end bracket results.
Johan was silent for a moment before nodding again.
"Alright, food would be good for me"
Once clean-up was done, most decided to head down to the mess hall for a meal after the tiresome shift. Taejin and his team decide to head home for the night whereas Johan, under Collin's watchful eyes, hobbles his way over to Mira and Zack who is still pouting from his spot in his wheelchair.
"Doctor, are you going to come with us?" Mira calls and Daniel is about to join them when a hand grabs onto his shoulder. Johan and Zack's eyes grow wide, tensing as they stare at the figure who is next to the Doctor.
Turning around, Daniel comes face to face with Ryohei who was stoned face.
"Doctor, can I talk to you for a minute?" The blonde asks before his eyes dart over to where the trio stood, "In private" He adds and Daniel tenses for a moment.
The last time they were together in private it hadn't gone over well but it had been a long while since then. Giving the Japanese bodyguard the benefit of the doubt he nods and waves off the people that were waiting for him.
Ryohei turns and Daniel follows silently, hands in his coat pocket as he observes Ryohei's back. Once they reach a more secluded area the blonde comes to a stop and turns to face Daniel and before the Doctor has a chance to say anything the other already made a move to bow his head.
"I'm sorry" Were the words that came out of Ryohei's mouth.
"Huh?" Daniel hadn't been expecting that.
"I'm sorry for assaulting you and being aggressive" Ryohei further explains and Daniel's eyebrows shoot up. "I was frustrated and pissed but that gave me no excuse to do what I did. You didn't deserve it and I'm sorry, I've been an absolute asshole since the first time we met and I gave you no reason to ever be nice to me. You might not believe my words but I do sincerely regret all that I've done to you" Nomen spoke, his head still facing the ground due to his bow.
"Ryohei…" Daniel begins to speak but the other pipes up before he can form a sentence.
"Ever since that conversation between us and Olly…it's given me time to think…I started going to therapy" Ryohei explains and that sparks a pleasant surprise in Daniel. "It's been going slow and steady but I do believe it's been helping me. It's also the reason why I haven't apologised to you until now…I figured that I had no right to show my face and apologise to you until I somewhat cleaned my act and figured myself out. I'm sorry it took so long"
The tone and the effort it takes for Ryohei to apologise was enough for Daniel to know that it was genuine. The previous wariness and tension slowly slip from the Doctor's shoulders the longer the Blonde speaks.
"You don't have to accept my apology but I still wanted to get it off my chest" He ends his speech and Daniel takes a moment to huff in disbelief. What was it with people recently apologising to him and them thinking he was petty enough to not accept it?
"Ryohei, look up at me" Daniel urges softly and the bodyguard freezes, it takes a moment for him to lift his head and meet Daniel's gaze.
The Doctor smiles before reaching out to pat his head reassuringly.
"I accept your apology" He states simply, much to Ryohei's utter shock. "And I'm proud to hear that you got proper help and that you're making progress" Daniel adds warmly and Ryohei merely gapes.
His mouth opened and closed before he swallowed thickly before turning away, his eyes blinking fast before he turned back to Daniel.
"You shouldn't forgive people so easily" He states and Daniel snorts.
"I shouldn't but you went the extra mile of making active attempts to reform yourself. I think that deserves acknowledgement. So unless you suddenly turn around and decide to act indecently again I don't believe we'll have any problems with each other" Daniel shrugs at the simplicity of it and Ryohei nods.
"I won't do it ever again…it would make me no better than her" Ryohei answers seriously and there wasn't a need for clarification for who he was referring to. Daniel nods, satisfied with the answer before turning.
"If that's all you wanted to say then we should head back. Do you want to join me for food? I'm sure that even VIPs like Neko wouldn't mind a snack, I can guarantee that the food is delicious" Daniel extends the information and Ryohei stares silently for several seconds before nodding.
"I'll message her," Ryohei tells Daniel before pulling out his phone and quickly messaging his boss before rushing to walk by the Doctor's side.
The walk wasn't filled with a constricting aura but it wasn't filled with ease either. The duo passed by multiple security members and other employees but between each other there wasn't much else to say, at least that's what Daniel thought until he looked over at the blonde who looked like he swallowed something sour.
"If you want to say or ask something you can do so" Daniel permits and Ryohei sighs.
"How do you perform so well at your job despite being under all these different pressures and still have time to be a decent human being? I know that If I was in your position I'd be in a shitty mood every day of the week" Ryohei questions bluntly and it causes Daniel to choke out a laugh.
He wouldn't actively describe himself as someone who was 'good at their job' especially since Daniel suffered from his trauma and found himself fucking up more often than not. To hear that someone saw how he worked and thought he was proficient was heartwarming.
"Experience and adaptation I guess" Daniel replies through heavy breaths once he gets his laughter in control. "Just so you know, despite that I still mess up quite a lot and half the time I am complaining about the conditions and pressures. You and the majority of other people just don't see it" He answers truthfully.
Ryohei nods along with the words.
"As for being a decent person, I'm assuming you mean me being nice?" Daniel quirks a brow and Ryohei nods.
"Yeah, how can you be so nice to people all the time? I mean there are plenty of shitty fighters here that probably give you attitude which included me and you were able to dish back the same dirt but when I was watching you…back when you were fixing up Johan and even that Zack guy you not only made sure their injuries were fine but you catered to their well beings. It's as if you know just what to say to make them happy" The bodyguard points out and Daniel hums in deep thought.
"I don't know, it's not like I'm thinking that if I say the right phrases it will make my patients happy…I just say it" Daniel shrugs yet again. He didn't have an explanation simply because there was no deeper meaning or strategy behind it. He just hoped to make people happy.
Ryohei still seemed dissatisfied with the answer so he pressed on.
"It's just, during the fight I had an entire conversation with that Zack guy, I practically tore his spirit down and told him to just walk out of bounds and save himself the trouble" Ryohei starts and Daniel shoots him a look, causing the other to hold his hands defensively. "It was all banter and also I'm still working on the whole 'I am an asshole' thing. Anyway, even though he charged into the fight after that he still lost and I know that my words had an impact on him. I spent quite a bit of effort trying to get him to crumble and yet you came by, said a couple of words and fixed his confidence in a split second. How do you make that look so easy?"
There were several things that Daniel wanted to berate the other on after what he said and how he spoke but he let out a sigh and shook his head instead.
"You think destroying is hard? Breaking someone's efforts or spirit?" Daniel questions, stopping in his steps to look at the taller man who also comes to a halt. Daniel breathes out through his nose, an upturned smile on his lips. "No, Healing is hard" He voices with smooth conviction.
Ryohei's eyes widen as Daniel reaches out and fixes the collar of his signature white biker coat.
"You can break something within two seconds. Being able to heal, to fix and mend, that's something that takes forever and even after all that effort there are times when you'll still be able to see the scars and cracks" Daniel answers wistfully as he pats the elder's shoulder, staring up into his eyes.
Ryohei's breath hitches and it takes a moment before he nods, understanding just what Daniel meant.
"I guess it is hard, I'm proof enough of that" He shrugged his hand off, the tone of his voice was self-deprecating as if he hated the fact that he was hurt and couldn't fix himself instantly. "I'm sorry for undermining your efforts" He mumbles, looking as if he had just broken the fragile relationship he had just mended with the Doctor.
"Ryohei" Daniel calls, firmly taking both of the other man's hands into his own. "I won't be able to fix all of your problems just like I won't be able to fix all of everyone's problems but I want you to know that you never have to face them alone. I may not have all the solutions or answers but I have time for you, just as I have time for everyone else. I want you to know that there are people in this world that care about you" He made sure to reassure the others earnestly, it was the truth.
Daniel makes sure to squeeze the hands purposefully before letting go and continuing his walk. Ryohei follows.
The rest of the trip is in silence and it is only once they reach the doors to the mess hall does the other says something.
"Thank you, Doctor Park" He murmurs just as they enter.
Daniel falters, pausing at the entrance to stare after Ryohei who heads straight to line up for food without looking back. He can't help the soft smile that appears on his lips.
"Doctor! Over here!" Mira calls and Daniel turns to see her on a table with several dozen others. The hall was quite full that night but it looked like she and the others had saved him a seat and had already gotten him a tray of food.
Walking over to them, he takes his spot easily.
"Thanks," He tells them.
"It was Doctor Yu who brought the food" Mira explains and Daniel turns to the Doctor who was staring at his tray.
"Really?" Daniel hums.
"Yeah, yeah whatever. Just eat" Collins replies as he drinks his juice.
Daniel was quick to dig in but not before noticing that Eli and Olly who were on the table with them were in a heated discussion with several other big-named fighters. This includes all the other past competitors who had been knocked out of the second part of the tournament and more.
"So speed is the key to defeating No.1" Eli hums, "That's something that Olly and I can do" He nods.
"Dude, don't be fooled. It's not just about being fast, no.1 is unpredictable in his movements so you always have to be on guard" Zack pipes up from his spot, shovelling pasta down his throat as he speaks.
"It's not like he's slow either. He's insanely fast, super strong and his battle IQ makes him seem even more abnormal despite looking like a corpse" Hudson, who wasn't in the medical room calls. He must be taking a break as well.
"Each of his hits, if he lands a direct one, they're bone breaking" Vasco nods, taking a seat with his tray after coming back from the waiting line. He had been there especially long, having been talking to Bredak, one of the cooks.
The injuries on Johan, Zack, Vasco and Hudson were enough proof that No.1 was dangerous.
"There's got to be some flaw that we can exploit" Olly sighs, looking grim as he attempts to think of a plan.
"Go for his ankles"
"Go for his eyes"
"Maybe there's some way you can knock him out of bounds" Were a few suggestions that came from others who were around and listening in.
"There's no way in hell you two are going to be able to knock No.1 out of bounds" Samuel snorts, coming to sit at their table with Jake carrying his tray due to his arm injury. "The two of you are strong but if Jerry couldn't push him out with the assistance of like a dozen other people then there's no hope for you two. Besides, I'm pretty sure he's more aware of his distance with the line after the first round" He adds and Jake nods along with Samuel's deduction.
"Can I ask you two something?" Jake speaks up. "I'm still feeling bitter about my loss but I can also understand how the two of you won against us. It was your strategic plan and efforts that ultimately gave you the perfect edge but that's not what my question is about. I was just wondering, apart from wanting to win, did you two have any other reasons for trying so hard. Do you also want to get revenge against Gun?" The mention of Gun could make any room sour.
Eli turns to look at Olly who shrugs nonchalantly.
"We're in it for the prize money" Olly answers and a wave of outcry hums throughout the table.
"Huh?! The money?!" Brad calls, turning to give Jason a shocked look before turning back to the conversation.
"I didn't expect the two of you to not want to fight one of the Founders" Jace gapes. "Afterall, we've heard about what they did to Hostel the first time they met you guys" He voices and there was an agreeing murmur.
"Don't get us wrong, we dislike Gun as much as Big Deal does, there's no question about that" Eli calls out as he stands from his seat, cutting off the whispering and murmurs. "And if we do reach that point where we get to decide whether to fight or accept the money, we will be challenging a Founder. It's a rare opportunity so we won't pass up on that" he answers firmly to many people's approval.
"So why are you in it for the money?" Johan asks which was ironic coming from the one person who went for the money rather than the fight.
"Well um…" This time Eli turns bashful. "We were hoping to buy school supplies and necessities for the kids back at our hostel. We're running low on items but our numbers in runaways continue to grow. Since the CC is one of our main sources of income we figured the prize money would not only cover that but also actually send a couple of them to school" He rubs the back of his head.
The room falls silent momentarily before exploding into roars and cheers.
"Hah? So it's like that is it?"
"How honourable"
"Well now you're not allowed to lose, those kids are counting on you"
People shout out, cheering for Eli's reasons.
Eli flushes but Warren merely slings an arm around his leader's shoulders before ruffling his head, chuckling at the actions displayed whereas Sally giggles and pokes fun. Olly who was still sat stares at them with a honest mirth, smiling into his drink as he takes a sip.
"Well then, that should be enough motivation for you to win against No.1" Jake nods, arms crossed yet a supportive smile on his lips as Samuel rolls his eyes.
"Here, here! A drink to Hostel's honourable reasons for money!" Vasco lifts his hand, raising his milk into the air. Despite the ridiculous action, many others join in. There was no alcohol so people could only lift their water, juice, tea or milk.
Daniel finds himself joining in, laughing alongside the others and nudging for Collins to join in, he does so reluctantly but the look on the other Doctors face shows that he was also amused.
"The second generation sure is exciting" A voice pipes up and heads turn, the excitement turns to confusion as heads turn to see several older men walk into the room. People falter at the intimidating aura the men radiate.
"Sir" Hudson greets, standing up from his spot and bowing in the direction of where Taesoo stood with Channing by his side.
"Awe, your protege is adorable Tae Tae, too bad he lost in his first match" Gongseob teases and Taesoo's veins immediately bulge.
"Gongseob, shut up" That was immediately followed by Gongseob crackling in amusement.
'Did he just call the first generation king of Ansan, Tae Tae? ' someone mutters.
'What the hell is a monk doing here?!' Someone else squeaks.
"I knew I shouldn't have agreed to come by for food, why and how did you two convince me?" Jichang rubs the bridge of his nose as he glares at both Jihan and Jibeom who grin mischievously.
"Because you wanted to see a certain Doc" They tease in return.
"If you lot are just going to block the way just go home" Seokdu calls, frowning at them as he tries to move to get past them and head for a table. Dosu, Changyong and a couple of others stood behind him.
"Who the hell are these old-timers?" Olly grumbles.
"First Generation kings" Samuel answers easily, eyeing the group who were sizing each other up.
"Um…should we do something?" Collin's whispers to Daniel.
"I want to say no since we're off duty but I get the feeling that we should" Daniel replies, eating his salad as he watches the four men curiously. Surely they weren't going to do something stupid.
The staring and glaring continued, the air became stagnant and people were having a hard time settling down their nerves as the powerhouses looked like they were going to bite at each other's throat at any second. Letting out an aggravated sigh, Daniel stands.
"Daniel, don't" Jake hisses but the Doctor ignores him.
Instead, he walks over to them, clapping his hands to gather their attention and break their animosity away from each other.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen. If you would like to eat then please line up and grab a tray, there are plenty of options to choose from and I promise that no matter what you decide on everything is delicious. Also, there are many tables here, you can spread out to avoid each other if that's what you need" He announces and four pairs of eyes land on him.
Daniel smiles at them yet they don't respond, merely staring back silently which is unnerving. The longer Daniel smiles the stranger it feels. Eventually, it's Jichang that speaks up.
"Of course, what would you recommend I get, Doctor Park?" Jichang steps forward, smiles on his lips as he peers down at the Doctor.
Daniel blinks in surprise.
"Huh, are you asking for my professional answer or my personal preference?"
"Well, seeing as you are a Doctor I would suspect that you have a professional answer but it's not the one I'm after, your personal opinion on the other hand I wouldn't mind" Jichang smiled pleasantly and Daniel was speechless.
What was with the sudden words and tone? The officer has never once spoken to him in such a manner and that threw Daniel for a spin.
"Smooth one Hyung,"' Daniel could overhear Jihan cheer, clapping hands with Jibeom.
"O-Oh, well um" Daniel reaches out to scratch his hair, stumbling over his words to form a response. "The menu kinda changes each week but uh…the japchae is pretty good, of course, the bulgogi is also amazing. There's also a foreign selection as well if you'd like to try any of that" Daniel points out and Jichang nods approvingly.
"I appreciate your answer, thank you" Jichang states and Daniel stifles a laugh.
"You don't have to thank me for that, not after the last time you helped me" He responds casually.
"Then think of it as repayment for me helping you that time" Jichang shrugs.
"I would hardly call it fair, all you get is my opinion on the menu whereas I practically ruined your uniform" Daniel hums but Jichang shakes his head.
"Oh please, you can cry in my arms any day" He waves off only to freeze after saying the words.
"Huh?"
"What?"
Both Daniel and Jichang stare at each other in bewilderment.
If Daniel strains his ears he might be able to hear a metal spoon snap. Daniel feels a hand tug him backwards by his coat.
"Oi, Oi, Jichang you're supposed to be an officer so why the hell are you making underaged boys cry in your arms, huh? And ruining your uniform, was that an innuendo or something?" Taesoo pipes up, voicing the question that everyone had.
"It's not like that" Jichang immediately denies.
"Then what way did you mean it?" Taesoo challenges with a glare.
Jichang looked conflicted in how he wanted to answer without giving what had gone down and without embarrassing Daniel.
The two face off and Daniel watches them in confusion. He looks back at his table, noticing the gaping mouths and shocked faces. He didn't want them to fight, he needed to calm them somehow.
"Well it's not that strange, the first time we saw each other I was drunkenly clinging and crying on you as well, you practically had to hold me for the entire night" Daniel pipes up, facing Taesoo whose face was growing pink at the admission.
"HAH?" Numerous people shout.
"Drunkenly? You let this underaged boy drink?!" Jichang shouts back.
"Wasn't there also a TicTac video going around of Taesoo shotgunning smoke with him?" Gongseob calls, stirring the pot in amusement. Taesoo whips around to glare at him.
"Shut up! Why the hell is a monk like you on TicTac anyways?!"
They all started arguing, shouting and screaming over each other and Daniel was yet again pulled away by someone else.
"Someone as small as you shouldn't be able to cause this much trouble" Seokdu sighs.
"But…but I didn't even try to cause trouble! I only wanted you guys to stop scaring the others" Daniel huffs, crossing his arms in annoyance.
He tried fixing the issue but now they continued to pointlessly argue with one another and it was growing more rowdy by the second. The atmosphere and aura from the other people and crew members only served to charge the already heated arguments that were going on.
"Hmm, you are kinder than I expected you to be, perhaps the reason those guys tolerate you is because of your vulnerability. It surely isn't your strength, you're not that strong" Seokdu analyses and Daniel falters.
He wasn't that strong? The older man was most likely correct in his assumption, being a first-generation king and all, but the words still put the Doctor off.
"That's not a fair opinion, you haven't even seen him fight with his full potential, Seokdu" A voice calls teasingly and suddenly Daniel is out of the King's grip and pressed into another person's chest. It was still sturdy but far slimmer.
"James Lee" Seokdu growls out louder than necessary and it gathers the attention of the room, silencing all ongoing arguing and voices as the redhead steps into view. A cocky smile on his lips as he nods at the King.
"Yo," He states before slinging an arm around Daniel. "You all should be well aware not to cause any commotions around the CC so why don't you take the Doctor's advice and just get food and sit down or head on out of here? I can't be bothered taking care of you people, again" James calls.
"The hell did you say?" Taesoo sneers, letting go of Jichang's collar and turning right towards James who was still giving everyone that 'I'm better than you' smile on his lips.
"Hey, hey, didn't you hear James? Stop acting like this, you're scaring people" Daniel becomes aware of Goo the minute he steps up and appears by James' side. His usual charming and eccentric personality had taken the backseat as he stared down at the people in front of him as if they were nothing more than pesky ants.
"How annoying" Another voice calls and from James' other side comes Gun, a scowl so deeply etched into his face that Daniel was worried they would cause permanent wrinkles.
Tensions ran high, it felt like one spark of electricity would be enough to set the whole room on fire. Just the appearance of the Founders seemed to set off a whole new wave of animosity, not just from the four Kings but also from the other crews who have been wronged by the three men. Yet despite the vast list of enemies and how arduous it would be, Daniel could feel it deep down in his gut that the three would not lose.
"Oh alright, I am starving," Gongseob sighs.
The stagnant air shatters and instantly people can breathe again. Having the First generations, Founders and Second generation all in one room was not what Daniel had in plan when advocating for a cafeteria that could help create bonds and lessen tensions. If anything this did the complete opposite as even though the majority were opposed to the Founders, everyone could tell that the large group with a common enemy wouldn't resort to working together. There were too many complex relationships, histories and different values.
Yet as Gongseob turns around to grab food, the others fall in line as well.
"Ooh they actually have a lot of options, I'm going to eat so much meat!" Gongseob rubs his hands together, licking his lips as he drinks at the sight of the options.
"And another Buddhist monk practice you're breaking, I don't think you should be indulging yourself in all this food or the meat" Jichang groans, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"I agree with the white snake on this" Taesoo grunts.
"I don't want to hear you say anything about my diet Mr I enjoy hunting large pythons out in the wild and roasting them on an open fire to eat them, who are you? Bear grills?" Gongseob scoffs.
"He has a point" Seokdu nods as he passes by Taesoo. "Perhaps you should turn to a Vegan diet" He points out and Taesoo looks back in disbelief.
"I still can't believe you're a vegan, especially with how big you are" Taesoo shakes his head.
Eventually, everyone's attention on the group dies out and everything returns to normal. There were still wary and hateful glances being sent towards the Founders but the three men ignored it.
"They're like bickering coworkers who can't stand each other" Daniel whispers to James who giggles at the words.
"They sure are, at times it's adorable but at worst it's unbearable to watch or listen to" James acknowledges as he pats Daniel's head. "Although next time they start arguing you shouldn't intervene, have some self-awareness or preservation Doc" He pokes Daniel's cheek.
"I'd not doubt that they could do some damage to me" Daniel muses much to Gun's obvious distaste from the way he clicks his tongue and looks away. "But would you be able to take them currently? I know you defeated them in the past but can you still do it now or would you lose?" Daniel asks and James looks back with wide eyes at the question.
After a moment he breaks out into a grin.
"Nah, I'd win" Patting Daniel's shoulder before letting go, James steps away and heads to the door. "Welp, all I came here for was to check on the fighters and see how they were handling the final pair rounds. I see that I have nothing to worry about so I'm going to head out now. Oi, Goo, Gun, you coming with me?" James asks.
Goo was quick to grin and sling an arm around James' shoulder, letting out a bark of laughter.
"Sure, sure. But hey, we should go clubbing again or even to a bar" Goo remarks and James allows the blonde to press into his side. There were still eyes watching the display, the Kings frown at the interaction but say and do nothing.
"We can, what about you, Gun? Want to come with?" James and Goo turn to the last member of their trio who scrunches his nose in distaste. "Oh come on man, you came last time and had a blast I'd even argue that you had multiple blasts " Goo exaggerates.
"I'm going to go home" Gun crosses his arms and the two nod.
"Let's ditch this loser, he was only going to make the mood shitty again" Goo hums.
"Yeah, what a party pooper" James sighs and the two head out.
Daniel remains where he stands, looking up at Gun who watches his two friends leave him on his own.
"I'm surprised you didn't want to go with them" Daniel muses as he steps towards the older man. "Don't you like drinking or hanging around pretty women?" He hums, trying to sound like he didn't care.
"I haven't been interested in sleeping around with women for a while and personally, even if I can drink without getting sick I still don't enjoy it" Gun replies evenly. "I only drink because those two insist and pester me too" and it sounded like the truth.
Daniel couldn't help but gape. Gun who looked and acted like a gangster, didn't drink alcohol unless he needed to…interesting.
"And yet you smoke" Daniel points out.
"Well, I can't go around destroying both my kidneys and my lungs, If I'm going to have flaws it should be limited to one thing" Gun jokes back softly and Daniel smiles.
Their smiles melt once they realise they are still in public.
"I'm going to head off" Gun murmurs yet he still hasn't moved from his spot, as if waiting patiently for something.
"Oh, um…have a good night then" Daniel mumbles back lamely.
Neither one moves.
"Gun?" Daniel voices.
"You can say no, I'd understand because you've had a long night and you must be tired but…did you want to come over? Goo won't be home so we can…I'll bring the car around and take us" Gun hums under his breath, having leaned in to utter the words so that no one could overhear them.
Daniel doesn't betray his reaction but he responds quickly enough.
"Sure, let me just…Sort some things and finish my food. I'll be out soon" Daniel nods and Gun grunt something along the lines of 'Don't make it obvious' before finally leaving.
Daniel pivots on his feet and heads to his table where his tray is laid.
"Collin I have to head back home tonight" Daniel states as evenly as possible as he begins finishing his food. Others who looked like they wanted to speak to Daniel about everything that happened in the span of the last ten to fifteen minutes shut up. "I'm sorry to leave you but…I'll make up for it…I'll do your rounds next time I'm in the hospital" He tells the Doctor who raises a knowing brow.
"Right, you have to go home" Collin states as if he hadn't witnessed his co-worker whispering suspiciously with his boss. Then again, most people who saw it merely brushed past it.
Daniel who had finished his meal, quickly downs his drink.
"Woah there Doc, slow down or else you'll choke" Zack calls out but Daniel waves him off.
"Must be an emergency" Someone else, possibly Vasco mutters as they watch intently.
Daniel takes his tray and disposes it in the correct place before coming back to stand near the table. Collin was still giving him an unreadable look but eventually sighed and nodded.
"You do my rounds for three weeks" He makes a show of throwing three fingers up. "And I'll cover for you tonight" He drove a hard bargain but Daniel agreed nonetheless.
He flashes the table a smile, saying brief goodbyes before he's speed walking out of the CC. As promised, Gun was waiting for him in his BMW, greeting each other briefly before speeding off into the night. This time round the trip wasn't as long and Daniel wasn't as tired so he didn't fall asleep.
They don't speak to one another either, keeping quiet and focused on both the road and the scenery. Eventually, they reach a luxurious building and Gun parks the car in the underground parking lot of the building. Unbuckling himself from his seat, opening the door and coming to stand on the firm concrete it was then when the nervousness started to build.
Daniel has had sex with Gun multiple times but it wasn't the sexual intercourse that he was nervous about. It was the fact that the man had invited him over to his place, not once had Gun been so open about inviting Daniel over before so this was a new aspect of their intimacy.
"You good?" Gun calls and Daniel blinks out of his thoughts.
"Uh, yeah. This is just a fancy place" Daniel hums in return and Gun smirks.
"You haven't seen anything yet" He replies, holding out a hand for the Doctor to accept. Daniel hesitates but Gun is patient, after little thought the Doctor accepts the offer and they both walk in the direction of the elevator.
The ride up is quick and by the time they reach the apartment Daniel's brain finally catches up to him. It was a penthouse suite and a very luxurious one at that. Walking into the home, Daniel was quick to take off his shoes and coat, watching as Gun treated the space like it was a regular home despite the glossy tile floor, marble kitchen and high-end branded furniture.
Gun sheds his blazer and throws it onto the couch, taking off his shades as well before running his hands through his hair. Daniel turns away when he notices the elder loosening his tie and unbuttoning the first couple of buttons of his shirt.
Was that a chandelier?
"Are you going to keep staring at the chandelier or are you going to come in?" Gun calls and Daniel flushes, noticing that he had paused at the entrance and was too busy gawking.
It wasn't as if Uncle Jinyoung's home was shabby, hell it was in some aspects just as fancy but still, it didn't mean that Daniel couldn't be amazed. He walks into the home, admiring some of the more personalised objects around the area which ranged from photos to art pieces to fancy swords that were mounted on display.
"Most of it was Goo's idea, he said he wanted the place to feel like a home rather than something out of a real estate agent's design" Gun informs as he notices Daniel looking around. "Did you want water or something else? We've got…orange juice, milk and all of that" Gun gestures to the rack of wine bottles and glass case of fancy alcohol.
"Waters fine" Daniel replies, huffing in amusement at the mention of milk. "Is the alcohol for show or do they belong to someone seeing as you don't drink much?" He asks in return and Gun grunts.
"It's Goo's, he keeps it in stock for when James or Charles comes by" He answers nonchalantly.
Daniel continued walking through the large space, smiling at several photos here and there that showcased Gun and Goo doing several different activities. From fishing on a yacht to dressed in camping gear and situated in the middle of a forest. There were a couple of other, more relaxed photos that included James, there were even ones that included the three with Crystal and a couple of others.
Eventually, Daniel comes to a stop in front of the glass wall that looks down on the nightlife of Seoul. Similar to the other time when Gun took him out to see the nightlife from afar, this time it was much closer.
"It's so pretty" Daniel hums, not knowing what else to say to the person who lived and slept in this apartment and had the privilege to see such a view all the time.
"It gets boring after a while" Gun replies as he hands Daniel the drink before moving past him to go and sit down on the cream-coloured couch, turning on his 98-inch TV.
Daniel dislodges himself from the view to follow Gun, he contemplates between sitting at a distance or pressing himself up against the other. They had the space and Daniel didn't need to sit so close but his greed got the better of him. Taking another sip of the cold drink he places it down on a coaster that Gun had set out for him, the man having mumbled about how much of a hardass Goo would be if there were water stains left on the coffee table, before sitting right in his space.
Gun looks at him with wide eyes as Daniel presses his body right up to the man, lying there without a care.
"Is something wrong?" Daniel asks once he notices the silence.
"No" Gun responds stiffly before relaxing back into the couch and returning his attention to the news channel that was on. He even moves an arm to wrap the back of the couch, allowing Daniel to encroach further into his space.
Daniel doesn't end up paying attention to the news, he tries at one point but soon gives up to listen to Gun's heartbeat. It wasn't erratic or fast but it did soothe the Doctors burning eagerness. Did Gun invite him over for sex or just to hang out? Did Daniel get the wrong idea?
The thought of them just hanging out was nice but he couldn't help the disappointment that builds. He wanted more, he had already gone through several nights of them just sleeping next to each other and now he wanted to be fucked. Was that so wrong? But if Gun wasn't going to make the first move then he was going to have to act first.
Tucking his face into Gun's neck he moved both of his legs so they were hooked over Gun's thick thigh. Now his body was practically spooning into Gun's side but the elder didn't so much as complain as he continued watching the screen.
After noticing nothing else was happening, Daniel continues. Placing soft kisses into the man's neck which garners a hum of appreciation from the other. This encourages Daniel to be even bolder, kissing, licking and biting at the man's neck, collar and ear. His left hand clings onto the man's shirt whereas the other grasps his chest, kneading his fingers into the burning skin that lays underneath.
"You're getting bolder" Gun groans after a particularly teasing bite against the junction of his neck. "It's like you're asking to be fucked" He adds as a hand comes down to squeeze at Daniel's thigh.
"Not asking" Daniel murmurs before leaning up with a whisper in the elder's ear. "I'm begging" he giggles and instantly he's being pushed back onto the couch, Gun's sturdy body appearing above him.
"How naughty" Gun grins before delving down to kiss the other.
They make out for a while, it wasn't as aggressive as it usually was but it still held the same passion. The two had the entire night but they were both exhausted so lazily making out with each other on the couch was the option they were resorting to. Eventually, Daniel starts nudging the elder to do more, pulling on his belt and grinding his hips up to meet Gun's clothed erection. Taking it as a sign of consent, Gun reaches down to unbutton the Doctor's pants before sliding them off easily and then grasping the plush hips.
"Look at you, you're already so wet" Gun hums, looking down at the wet spot that had formed through Daniel's boxers. Daniel in turn groans in embarrassment but not long after starts keening in pleasure once Gun starts touching him.
The two men continue making out, Gun occasionally brushing his hand over the erection teasingly and then grinding both their hips together.
Gun would whisper sweet compliments here and there just to rile Daniel up.
'You're so beautiful'
'Your pretty cock is weeping for my touch'
'You sound sinful'
Eventually, it was too much and Daniel was gasping for more.
"Gun, I need you to fuck me" Daniel pleads and Gun grins victoriously before flipping the Doctor over, positioning a cushion under his hips before his fingers were wet with spit and precum moved to prep his tight hole. Gun barely fits three fingers in before he's impatiently shoving his cock in, greedily lapping his tongue against the smaller man's neck with each inch that enters.
Gun doesn't allow the other to adjust before pulling his hips back and then snapping back in. Their fucking is entirely different to the slow and lazy pace of their foreplay and make-out session, instead, it's hard and fast just like every other time they've fucked.
Gun at this point knows every position and angle that Daniel likes so he doesn't hesitate to relentlessly hit the other male's prostate with each thrust.
"Ah!" The younger man squeals each time his sweet spot is pounded, the small gasps and moans were so delectable that Gun was tempted to whip out his phone and record the noises just so he could get off to the audio later.
Daniel doesn't last long, not with how good Gun was fucking him. Gun was able to notice the signs of the other man's orgasm just before it happened, quickly flipping the younger back around before grasping his erection to get him off. Daniel cums, covering Gun's fist with his semen, some of it dribbling down the hand and back onto himself.
The Doctor couldn't help but shudder at the sight, closing his eyes and letting his erratic breathing slow down before opening his eyes again once he felt the hand leave his cock.
"You're not done yet, are you, Doctor?" Gun questions, raising a brow as he brings his dirtied hand up to his lips. Daniel watches as Gun's tongue darts out to clean his hand, the lewd display only serves to make his cock twitch with want.
"Of course not, you've trained me better than to be done after one round" Daniel replies only to be met with the Founder's sharp grin. At that moment he wanted to take the words back but of course, he wasn't able to.
Gun pulls him up before dragging them around the apartment. It was a bit embarrassing, seeing as Gun was still completely dressed apart from his unzipped pants where his dick stood proud and erect and Daniel was in only a creased shirt. It wasn't long before Daniel found himself standing against the glass wall, hands grasping the smooth surface to stay upright as Gun fucked him from behind. Whilst the view was amazing, the dilemma of someone seeing them was what got Daniel's heart pumping.
"Someone's going to see me" Daniel whines, almost squealing, as Gun hits a rather sensitive spot in him.
"So what?" Gun replies as he continues. "If anyone sees it won't matter, you might as well put on a good show" he retorts before changing their position yet again.
Daniel finds himself being hefted off the floor, his back pressing against Gun's body as firm hands grasp both his knees. If Daniel's face felt hot before it was burning now in shame. He was spread out for the world to see, bouncing on a thick cock right in front of the window of Gun's apartment.
"Hah, you can even see your slutty expression on your face through the reflection" Gun acknowledges and Daniel catches sight of it too.
"Nooo~" Daniel moans, grasping his face with his hands but his fingers weren't locked firmly together, meaning he could still see himself through the cracks in between.
"Such a perfect little cock slut, doing so well for me" Gun grunts, continuing to bounce Daniel with little effort. "God, if you were born a woman you'd already have been impregnated ten times over with how much cum I fill you with, is that what you want? To be bred by me like a whore?" Gun questions and Daniel sobs.
The thought of him being filled and inseminated turned him on more than it should have. He was a man for God's sake, there wasn't any possibility for a pregnancy to occur. Still, the thought was seductive.
"Yes, yes, fill me with your cum" Daniel moans out, tears slipping down his face as he begs.
"Swollen with my children, people would hate me for defiling the perfect Miracle Doctor in such a way but at least it would tell them that you belong to me. No one would touch you once they realised you were such a cockslut for me" Gun continues and Daniel feels his head roll back onto the man's shoulder, his eyes rolling to the back of his head at the stimulating sensations.
"You belong to me, don't you? Say it" Gun orders and Daniel replies with a plethora of different sounds, not being able to form coherent words.
"Mmmh, yes…long..to…hng…you…mnh" He mumbles out.
"That's it, baby, that's right. I'm going to reward you now, can't wait for you to swell up and be filled with my kids" Gun promises, letting out a guttural growl as his hips work faster and not long after there was a heat pooling into Daniel.
Daniel let out a shrill cry, feeling himself also cum at the sensation of being filled, his tightens around Gun and makes sure to squeeze every bit of cum out the man. Once their orgasm completes, Gun places Daniel back on the floor only for the younger to waver. His knees shake and if it weren't for Gun's strong arms around him he would have fallen over.
"Fuck, that was so good" Daniel mumbles, accepting Gun's hold as he turns around and leans his head over the man's shoulder.
"Of course it was," Gun replies, also taking a moment to catch his breath.
The two stand there for a moment, enjoying each other's company before Daniel feels Gun's warm hand lay flat on his stomach.
"Gun, what are you doing?" Daniel voices.
"I'm wondering if it'll take" Gun hums nonchalantly which startles Daniel out of his stupor.
"H-Huh? You were being serious about that?" Daniel hisses, pulling back to stare at the bigger man in disbelief.
"Maybe" Gun responds but the way he watched Daniel and how he acted spoke differently. In an instant, he grabs Daniel and lifts him off his feet again, only this time he was being carried bridal style.
"Gun?" Daniel squawks out.
"I'm not done yet, I have to make sure it works" Gun grins.
"Gun for both our sakes I seriously hope you're joking, we're both men!" Daniel shouts but Gun merely shrugs.
"And Mary was a virgin" He replies as if that was the answer to everything.
"Gun don't bring religion into this! You're not even religious" Daniel deadpanned in return only to see Gun look back down at him with a strange fondness.
"For you, I could be"
"I'm not religious either!"
This was going to be a long night.