Kris wasn't sure what to do with the boy , he was the solo witness of what happened back in Korea, ofcourse he could have​ left the boy there in the cafe , no one was going to believe him anyway, all the cctv footage were cleared, blood stains or body nothing, it was all clear still kris Brought the poor boy back to china.  

Kris was sitting at the edge of the bed staring at The sleeping boy in his guests room large bed. Deep in thought kris was asking himself why the hell he brought this boy home. He was harmless he knew that, he wasn't involved and he didn't need to. 

What was that about him, was he attracted, interested, or just wanted to play. For now he settled for the term curiousity , yeah it must be that. 

Sehun opened his eyes to a white ceiling staring back at him, the​ feel of soft coushiny mattress and pillows, fluffy blanket and somewhere which wasn't his home nor his work place. He looked around with curious eyes, everything was too much clean to be perfect something was quite not right, the moment door opened and the same guy entered the large room with no gun but a maid with food trailing behind him, sehun knew he was in deep trouble, he won't be able to make it out right this time. 

Sehun had a very horrible fate of keep getting Tangled in messier mess and attracting only problems or problematic people around him. He would describe himself as a magnet that can attract all kind of worse people, worse situations, per