Nam Taehyun...

"How much is it?" Asked 

Taehyun to the in-charge sales man.

He hummed as he changed his gaze from the motorcycle to Taehyun then back to the motorcyle.

Standing gloriously in front of them is a pink scooter that looks kinda old — maybe because its dirty and the tires were smushed with dirt. A little bit of soap and polish will do and maybe a new sit because this one has been inflated and wreckedㅡ how is it glorious when its old? Well to one of them point of views, it is.

"Its rare though..." the ahjussi said with his left hand still caressing his beard that attached to his mustaches. Then he scrunched his nose, sniffling a bit ㅡ What a rare sight to be seen considering Koreans don't really have hairy face.

"Oh c'mon. You can't lie to me, ahjussi. This scooter is widely used as delivery bike and its old... and dirty." Taehyun reasoned out. His hands flailed to the side exasperatedly.

"Alright, alright. ₩120000 because its pink," the sales man said nonchalantly.   Nam Taehyun's mouth gaped in shock.

"WHAT?! ₩120000 just for this antic .. thing?" Taehyun have to hold the urge to cuss the motorcyle even though the price is ridiculous just for the sake that he is talking to someone older. He rubbed his face and back his dangling locks to the back. He took a deep breathe. "How bout ₩90000?" He asked with a half fake, half pleading smile.

The old sales man hummed again. "Fine, ₩100000 and thats it. Take it or leave it." He said nochalantly.

"Deal." Taehyun replied. "But you have to wash the scooter for me " 

"YAH!"

Kang seungyoon...

A thin, tall silhouette with a guitar on his back slipped into the typical orange food tent and sat at the round chair close to the counter where they cooks fried fish cakes and other oily stuff. He settled his skateboard on the ground and sniffles a bit. He let his headphone resting on his shoulder. The reek smells of alcohol and oil filled his nostrils.

 He scanned the whole room with his big round eyes searching for preys. Aha, he spotted one. The man whose face is slumpped on the table and his hands flailed to the sides. He doesn't look like he is breathing but of course he is. Yeap, drunk enough to be his next prey. Seungyoon's eyes glowed at the sight of a golden watch on the man's dangling wrist. His golden watch looked extra shiny in Seungyoon's eyes. Very attractive, alluring him to touch it. He has to have that. A  determination flashed in his eyes along with the sick smirk that formed on the corner of his pouty lips.

He suddenly felt a dark presense near him. He raised his head to meet a scary looking ahjumma with a ladle on her hand. Kang seungyoon was starled he jerked to the back a bit making his head bobbed backwards. The stare from the woman made seungyoon felt small as if she can read his dark minds and the bad deed he'll perform next so he darted his eyes on the wok in front of him instead.

The woman is still staring at him."If you're here to order then order. If you are here to check around my place then off" the woman cussed at his face and continue cooking what ever it is in the wok. 

"One soju please" Seungyoon ordered. 

He heard a mellow old voice cooed from behind the refrigerator but he can't see the person. He frowned and get his eyes back on the golden watch resting in the man's wrist.

 A few seconds later, a bottle of soju and a shot glass is placed in front of him. "Here you go, young man," the previous mellow voice said to him almost whispering. He turned to see an ahjumma was giving him a warm smile expecting him to reply her act. She got back to the kitchen when Seungyoon ignored her kindnessㅡ how rude.

Suddenly, the drunk man woke up abruptly and walked to the counter where Seungyoon  at, not forgetting to bump with some tables on his way to get there. Seungyoon was alarmed. He grabbed his skateboard along with him, ready to act when it comes to time. 

"Call... me a cab ... please…" said the man with a raspy voice. 

The scary ahjumma rolled her eyes at him and stormed to the back of the counter, probably doing what he asked. He slammed on the counter and feel asleep again. 

Seungyoon took a shot and trailed his eyes on the shinning gold watch. Very tempting to just jump and grab it but he has to act wise or else it will ended up as a fail. Getting caught is the last thing he wanted in his wish list.

A man came into the tent and asked if  someone has called for a cab and the scary ahjumma pointed the drunk man. Seungyoon cracked a sly smirk on his face. He saw his bright opportunity ahead of him. 

The driver tried to wakes up the drunk man. After a hard and persuasion the man wakes up. He let a groan as the driver leads him out. 

Now.

Seungyoon stood up grabbing his skateboard. The men walked up to him as the way out of the tent is behind Seungyoon's back. Seungyoon  side eyed the scary ahjumma making sure that her eyes is not on him. She was to absorbed in her cooking that her thick eyebrows becomes in line. Perfect. He headed up to the guy pretended he was busy with his non-existence soju  stain on his hem of shirt. 

He bumped with the drunk man. "Oops, I'm sorry," Seungyoon said half - hearted and bowed to the men and walked out of the tent hastily. He heard the man shrieked at his dismanner but he couldn't careless. 

A sastified smirk formed on his face as he walked away from the tent. A shinning gold watch is now safelty grabbed in his hand.

"YAH! Dont run! You didn't pay yet!" Screamed the ahjumma from the binds of her tent while shaking her ladle towards Kang Seungyoon's direction. 

Seungyoon turned towards her and stick out his tongue. He waved at the angry ahjumma as he skate away on his skateboard. The ahjumma tempyed to stopped him by throwing him her ladle but failed as he was already too far to reach.

That night Kang Seungyoon sleeps with a smile on  his face as the little devil inside of him was sastified with the outcome of the bad deed he did today.

A/N: its kangnam now ehe ^…^ hope you'll like it