Wicked Games

Prologue

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 It was seven thirty in the norning, and the airport was filled on every floor with bustling passengers who were confused, hungry, and or exhausted. The sun had just recently come up, so the sky was a soft blue with tints of orange and pink along the horizon, casting a peachy shade over the airplanes that had just recently landed. 

Wu Yifan had recently stepped off of one of those planes, and he was now headed out of the airport. He came from Guangzhou, China, and was now making his way to the exit of the Incheon airport. It was his very first time in Korea, so he did his best to find something familiar as soon as he left the airport. He found this familiar thing standing outside a restaurant cleaning windows. 

"Excuse me!"

Yifan called out in his native tongue. The man wiping the windows spun around startled, but answered back regardless.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

He asked nervously as he set the window cleaner on the window pain. His hair was short and curly, a soft chocolate brown, almost matching his caramel eyes. He quickly wiped his wet hands on his yellow-orange striped button up, and then outstretched his hand towards Yifan.

"Right, right. Manners~! My name is Zhang Yixing, and you are?"

He asked with a kind toothy smile that demonstrated perfectly his dimples. Yifan couldn't help but blush at the handsome boy before him.

"My name is Kris Wu, it's very nice to meet you. I'm sorry but could you direct me to-"

Yifan paused and looked at the leasing forms in his hands. He had practiced the title of the restaurant plenty of times before, but now that he had to say it outloud to someone other than the owner, he was extremely nervous.

"- Hangug-eo... geu-geulil-" 

Yifan stuttered nervously. Yixing's face lit up with recognition as he heard the name of the restaurant.

"Korean Grill is what you're looking for right?"

 Another smile found it's way onto his face and Yixing pointed up at the Restaurant behind him.

"Hangug-eo Geulil."

"Oh~! Really!? Wow, I would've walked right past it."

Yifan laughed in embarrassment as Yixing led him inside towards the back. They were cut off by a short, orange haired male, a bit pudgy but extremely friendly looking. He began speaking to Yixing in Korean, to which Yifan only understood a few words of their conversation. When they were done talking Yixing turned back to Yifan and smiled again.

"He says he's very pleased that you made it on time."

Yixing translated. Yifan nodded and smiled and nodded, then pointed at the forms in his hands.

"Yixing, could you explain to him that I'm very thankful for the lease, and that I would like a tour of the restaurant before I take over?"

At this, Yixing's smile faded. He looked in between Yifan and his manager and smiled confused.

"Excuse me, what?"

Yifan presented the leasing information to Yixing and hoped for the best. The look that covered Yixing's face however was an extremely sour one. Before he could say anything else, Yixing shoved the papers back into Yifan's hands and turned to walk out. Yifan stared after him, confused and worried, but when Yixing was out of sight he turned back to the manager who was calling over another translator.

"(In Korean) Why didn't you tell me he was the guy who was trying to buy my dad's restaurant?"

Yixing growled angrily into the phone. He was standing behind the store, in the back alley with a hand planted flat on the wall before him. The person on the other line sighed before giving a short and vague explaination. 

"So you think this is fine? You stupid, dirty, rich-pigs. You're all the same."

Yixing snapped angrily. His hand clenched into a fist as he huffed in anger. 

"I'm paying you for a reason. You'll be fine."

"This bastard is trying to take my dad's restaurant and change it around. It's all I have left of him."

"Then convince him not to. It can't be too hard, can it?"

Yixing rolled his eyes. He knew exactly what Sehun meant by that seemingly innocent comment. He knew just how dirty it was. He was a good man now, hard working, and clean minded. He wouldn't stoop so low ever again.

"What about his boyfriend?"

"He just woke out of his comma. He's still.... quite immobilized... but the good ne-"

"Yixing, Minseok told me to tell you to get your buttocks inside and rock these customers~! He's busy talking to that one attractive China man~!"

Yixing yanked the phone away from his ear and ended the call without a second thought. In the back door stood the restaurant's giant, Chanyeol. He had a wicked wide smile on his lips, and seemingly in his eyes.

"I'll be right in, Chan, go on ahead."

"Aight~!"

When Chanyeol was gone, Yixing looked back at his phone and stared at the caller I.D. His eyebrows furrowed in irritation and anger as he thought over the inconvenience of the caller. 

This Oh Sehun, who seemed so nice and friendly when they first met, but was now just a true nightmare. He was a lying, cheating, bastard, but he was rich, and had a healthy reputation, so he practically had the Mitus touch if gold was trust. 

Yixing sighed and messaged Sehun an apology for cutting the call so early, and an inquiry of what his sentence was.

"It's fine, but next time, atleast give me a warning. The good news is, Tao doesn't remember anything or anyone."

Yixing~     Kris~     Chanyeol~