The rule of lost things, as Ryeowook interpreted it, meant that sometimes things just went missing, like the occasiona left sock or that notepad where you'd written down that phone message. Some things people just gave up for ever finding again; they moved on.
This rule applied equally to people.
At least, in the world Ryeowook knew, and thrived in, this was accepted as true..
Give it a few months (sometimes it only took weeks) and peopel would eventually forget and move on. Sometimes, they didn't even mourn the missing, presumed dead. Sometimes, it was even a relief.
Siwon had left the kid in Ryeowook's suite, tied up and lying on his side. The waves were stong tonight and he rocked with the the ship. He looked a little worse for wear, but it was hard to tell if it was due to the stormy motion of the ship or the rough handling. Siwon tended to avoid unnecessary roughness, but sometimes he didn't know his own strength.
Ryeowook was reputed to be kindhearted. For a mafia boss's son, was the qualifier, but the compliment stood regardless.
He helped the kid sit up, though he left him bound. "What's your name?"
"What's it matter?"
Ryeowook sighed. "I know Siwon took your wallet along with your camera. You might as well tell me now, since I can find out in thirty seconds anyway."
He got a glare for that. "Henry."
Sullen. Typical for someone his age, Ryeowook supposed. Henry looked even younger than Ryeowook, and unmarred by the trials and tribulations that came with being someone important in the family. Ryeowook had learned a lot of lessons young. He wondered if Henry had.
He sat back on his heels in front of the kid, still for the most part friendly and approachable. "Do you need some water?" he asked solicitiously.
"Why're you being so nice?" Henry looked suspicious.
"There's no need to be rude to guests." Ryeowook smiled at him, his best one, the one that unnerved people the most - the genuine one. No one expected sincerity. They didn't know what to do with it.
Henry seemed equally offput by it. He shifted uneasily in his bonds.
"To be fair, you were being a bit rude," said Ryeowook. "I don't really appreciate people snapping pictures of my private business. Especially if they plan to sell it to the media later."
"I wasn't going to sell it!"
Ryeowook titled his head in question. "Oh?"
"I am the press," Henry admitted, sulking. "I don't need to sell it to them."
"You're lucky I'm not helping you to a lifetime's supply of water, courtesy of a short trip off the side of this cruise ship," Ryeowook told him frankly, smile disappearing abruptly.
Kindhearted Kim Ryeowook might be, but he did not enjoy the press nosing its way into his business. He stood and crossed the room to the table where Siwon had left the personal items he'd liberated from Henry. Wallet, camera, pack of gum, phone. Inside the wallet, an ID. Ryeowook clucked his tongue. Always thinking about other people's business, these nosy reporters never seemed to take very good care of their own.
Henry Lau. Ryeowook didn't glance at him as he pulled out his cell phone. "Siwon, make accommodations. Our guest will be staying with us for a while."
How long that stay would be depended entirely on how helpful Henry could make himself.
This rule applied equally to people.
At least, in the world Ryeowook knew, and thrived in, this was accepted as true..
Give it a few months (sometimes it only took weeks) and peopel would eventually forget and move on. Sometimes, they didn't even mourn the missing, presumed dead. Sometimes, it was even a relief.
Siwon had left the kid in Ryeowook's suite, tied up and lying on his side. The waves were stong tonight and he rocked with the the ship. He looked a little worse for wear, but it was hard to tell if it was due to the stormy motion of the ship or the rough handling. Siwon tended to avoid unnecessary roughness, but sometimes he didn't know his own strength.
Ryeowook was reputed to be kindhearted. For a mafia boss's son, was the qualifier, but the compliment stood regardless.
He helped the kid sit up, though he left him bound. "What's your name?"
"What's it matter?"
Ryeowook sighed. "I know Siwon took your wallet along with your camera. You might as well tell me now, since I can find out in thirty seconds anyway."
He got a glare for that. "Henry."
Sullen. Typical for someone his age, Ryeowook supposed. Henry looked even younger than Ryeowook, and unmarred by the trials and tribulations that came with being someone important in the family. Ryeowook had learned a lot of lessons young. He wondered if Henry had.
He sat back on his heels in front of the kid, still for the most part friendly and approachable. "Do you need some water?" he asked solicitiously.
"Why're you being so nice?" Henry looked suspicious.
"There's no need to be rude to guests." Ryeowook smiled at him, his best one, the one that unnerved people the most - the genuine one. No one expected sincerity. They didn't know what to do with it.
Henry seemed equally offput by it. He shifted uneasily in his bonds.
"To be fair, you were being a bit rude," said Ryeowook. "I don't really appreciate people snapping pictures of my private business. Especially if they plan to sell it to the media later."
"I wasn't going to sell it!"
Ryeowook titled his head in question. "Oh?"
"I am the press," Henry admitted, sulking. "I don't need to sell it to them."
"You're lucky I'm not helping you to a lifetime's supply of water, courtesy of a short trip off the side of this cruise ship," Ryeowook told him frankly, smile disappearing abruptly.
Kindhearted Kim Ryeowook might be, but he did not enjoy the press nosing its way into his business. He stood and crossed the room to the table where Siwon had left the personal items he'd liberated from Henry. Wallet, camera, pack of gum, phone. Inside the wallet, an ID. Ryeowook clucked his tongue. Always thinking about other people's business, these nosy reporters never seemed to take very good care of their own.
Henry Lau. Ryeowook didn't glance at him as he pulled out his cell phone. "Siwon, make accommodations. Our guest will be staying with us for a while."
How long that stay would be depended entirely on how helpful Henry could make himself.
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