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five hours down two thousand one hundred and eighty seven left. 

jeongguk has been counting scratch that he is still counting, it would be a lie if someone said that the well etiquette gentlemen wasn't smart, figuring out the sales drops and rise in the past ten years in just three minutes thats how fast jeongguk's mind worked. 

a knock interrupted jeongguk's countdown to his freedom, he got up and quickly hasten his silk robe and opened the door to find his mom.

❝eomma❞ jeongguk bowed before the elegant man in front of him, yes a man. kim seokjin, as far as someone could go reckless this man crossed all limits. marrying kim namjoon, owner of the famous alcohol company beam suntory; exposing his sexuality and modeling for his own lingerie company.....hell to be, living in 1912 the man has it all. 

queer

gay

disgrace

drag queen

man whore

all those words would be the first thing coming to every person's brain when they heard about about the man, but when they looked at him; their world falls in front of themselves cause the man is gorgeous; known as worldwide handsome. so being gay and cross-dressing for his own company won't be an issue right?

❝jeongguk-ah, didn't i tell you get ready?❞ jin walked inside the room, seeing the crease-free attire still resting on jeongguk's bed.

❝sorry eomma❞ jeongguk apologized.

❝sweet pea don't be, more than ever i think it's me who should be sorry. i brought you here, took your freedom away but my bunny you soon need to find someone in your life. everyone needs love. i want you to find someone...anyone. even if it is a maid i don't care i want you to be happy bunny. i seen enough of you being sad, so please...i request you.❞ jin ended walking up to his only son and softly held his cheeks.

❝yes eomma.❞ jeongguk said, not meeting his mother's eyes as a sign of respect.

❝now get ready, eomma is really proud of you bunny.❞ jin leaned forward and kissed jeongguk's forehead.

the younger nodded, his maids came in and made him wear a light peach suit with a black blouse. they styled his silk hair and scented him with a perfume which made him smell like the ocean.

soon jeongguk with his parents linking eachothers arms entered the dining room. the room went silent as everyone's jaw dropped to see the kim couple and their adopted son jeon jeongguk. jeongguk felt his anxiety rise as men and women started whispering about him.

❝so this is jeon jeongguk?❞

❝he is so handsome❞

❝he is so well behaved❞

❝oppa....❞

❝i heard he is single!❞

❝i want him!❞

jeongguk followed his parents like a dog on a leash, he was currently being introduced to other 'riches' as jeongguk likes to label them. 

he bowed to random people and warmly smiled to all of them. he introduced himself in korean, english, german, french and spanish. well namjoon raised him well, despite being born in busan the male studied in the greatest school and university in Pennsylvania, korean seemed more foreign to him than ironically english. soon they all sat on the labeled seats on the vast dining table as bread sticks for starters.

he felt eyes on him as he carefully ate his bread, and wiped it with a napkin. 

❝he is perfect, imagine how gentle he must be in bed.❞ two girls wearing pearly necklaces spoke from the table behind jeongguk.

❝fuck...my pussy is wet...❞ another women spoke.

jeongguk felt bile rising up his throat, he hastily got up and bowed and excused himself. he took endless turns in the maze, until he reach the cruise's deck. the last corner of the ship. his hands touched the cold railing and he instantly relaxed. his hands involuntarily reached the inside pocket of his suit and grabbed the thick cigar. he placed the stick in his mouth and searched for the lighter, he mentally cursed as he realized that the poor lighter was currently resting in one of his suitcase in his first class luxury room.  

as he was about to remove the stick, his cigar was lit, and a deep voice spent chills down his spine in the freezing night.

❝as much as i hate someone smoking on my ship, you look like you need it darlin'.❞