Blood. Urine. Feces. Body parts. Vomit. You name it, Kai has cleaned it.
It all started when Kai witnessed a murder. The Choi family found a mole in the low ranks of their gang. Beomgyu dragged him to the docks. The murder was quick. One slice to the throat was all it took. The body got chopped up and placed into a trash bag. The bag got tied to a large weight. The weight was tossed over the longest dock in the pier and the body sunk to the bottom. Beomgyu congratulated himself for a job well done. Then he turned around and saw the blonde witness.
Kai ran for dear life. It was his fault really. He usually ran in the morning. Nothing happened on that route besides the birds chirping with the sunlight. This morning he was too lazy to. He decided to sleep in. Now he was the witness to a murder with the murderer running after him.
The blonde cut through an alley then ran to the right. This wasn't Beomgyu's first chase. He easily met him on the other side and tackled him to the ground. He used his thighs to pin the blonde's arms down. The knife emerged from his pocket and got pressed against his witness's throat. "Give me one fucking reason I shouldn't kill you right now."
"I own a morgue!" Kai swallowed hard and attempted to control his shaky voice. "I own a morgue... I can dispose bodies for you in a much less risky way!"
That was the first and only good excuse Beomgyu had heard. "Keep talking."
"It's a little family owned one. You- you know where the-the-"
"Stop stuttering!"
Kai swallowed again. "Sorry sir! It's behind the graveyard by the black church! It says 'Huening Funeral Home' on the outside!"
Beomgyu kept the knife to his throat but pulled him up by his wrist. "Walk. If you even think about fighting back, this knife goes straight into your spine."
The blonde wasn't a fighter. He walked willingly to where ever the hell he was being dragged to. The tip of the knife cut a hole into his shirt. He was aware of that when he felt the breeze against the patch of exposed skin. There wasn't a single street light in the path they were walking through.
A black door with a scarlet red 'C' came into view. Beomgyu knocked. The door opened. He led the blonde into the large, well lit, garage. A code was typed into a built in storage unit in the wall. A drawer popped out revealing three sets of keys. "Grab one. Do you know how to drive a stick?"
"Yes sir." Kai grabbed one without looking. It was the keys to a royal blue Bentley. He got into the driver's seat, too terrified to appreciate the details of the car. His entire body began to shake as he placed his hands on the wheel. "Where am I going sir?"
"Stop calling me sir! I'm not 40! Call me Beomgyu for fuck's sake!"
"Yes sir!" Kai froze in fear. He quickly corrected himself. "Yes Beomgyu!"
"We're going to your funeral home. If I find out you're lying, you'll be digging your own grave."
The blonde began to drive. He couldn't stop glancing at the gun pointed at his head.
When they arrived, Kai unlocked the doors to give his kidnapper a tour. Satisfied, Beomgyu called his two brothers to tell them they had a new dumping site. Before he left, he threatened "any word of this to the police and your family will be the first to die. When they're gone, it'll be you next. Got it?"
"Yes sir! I mean, yes Beomgyu! I swear, I won't say anything!" Kai watched him leave. That was the start of his new janitor duty. He had been working for the Chois for close to a year now. Beomgyu was easily the worst one of all of them. The youngest Choi gave him more bodies to take care of than the other two combined. Every time he thought of coming clean to the police, he remembered some of the worst clean ups he had to do. That could be his parents or sisters if he didn't keep his mouth shut.
The most memorable clean up was of an entire family. It was midnight. All three Chois called him to give him the coordinates as well as the number of bodies. Every message between them was coded.
When he arrived at the scene, he was confused. The blonde found himself in a large shipping yard. He had to find a specific yellow container in the hundreds among the stacks. It took him thirty minutes to find it.
Kai broke the lock then opened the squeaky metal doors. Four bodies hung from the ceiling, illuminated by a singular light. The kids had their faces cut off. Their skin laid by their feet while their throats were cut. It must have been fresh. The wounds were still bleeding. The parents had whip marks along their torso and their backs. The mom had a single bullet hole between her eyes. The dad had his feet cut off. Blood loss must've been what killed him.
He took the bodies back first. Picking up children's faces from the ground was the worst image he had ever seen. Their expressions were so scared.
Once the bodies were back, the blonde worked all night to clean the blood. It was not easy. He had nightmares about it for weeks after. Killing adults are one thing but to kill children like that? Not even a mercy kill! Those babies were tortured. Kai wasn't paid to ask questions but if he ever decided to stop valuing his own life, that would be the one to ask.
They didn't pay him either. His financials were hanging on by a thread. Drowning his sorrows in alcohol became common until he couldn't afford it. He had to sell his personal car to keep the his morgue going. The Chois didn't care when he asked for money. He didn't expect them to either.
Beomgyu visited the morgue one day when he looked into how bleak Kai's financial situation really was. He enjoyed not having to ditch bodies anymore.
He walked in and just knew something was wrong. The air felt different. He couldn't explain it as he ran to Kai's office. He found the blonde passed out with his left wrist cut open. "GOD DAMN IT!" Frantically, Beomgyu looked around for bandage wrappings. He found some in a cabinet and tied it as tight as he could.
Under the blonde's wrist was all of his unpaid bills. Perhaps he should've taken him more seriously when he asked for money. He stuck two of his fingers on the side of Kai's neck to check his pulse. It was slow but still beating.
The bandage around his wrist was quickly soaking with blood. He grabbed more and tied those even tighter. All of Beomgyu's weight went onto his hands to put pressure on the wound. He spat "you dumb fuck! Next time show us the bills! We thought you were being greedy!"
As he continued to hold pressure, he thought of what to do if the blonde woke up. Punishing him would probably lead to another attempted suicide. The most logical thing to do was just to financially support him. If he got greedy, then he would die. Simple as that.
Beomgyu looked over. Kai still appeared to be sleeping. "Wake up you idiot! Or else..." he stopped when he realized how dumb it would be to threaten a dead person. He checked his pulse again. It was increasing. That was a good sign. He quickly switched out the blood soaked bandages for clean ones. His hands went back on the wound and he held it there for another 20 minutes. "You're not dying on me. Next time, shoot yourself you piece of shit."
Kai opened his eyes. His wound was stinging as he lifted his head. "Beomgyu?"
"Good. You're awake." He grabbed the collar of the blonde's shirt. "Don't ever fucking do that again!"
"Not like I have much to live for. Why are you here?"
"How much do you need? I was here to sign a check."
"$50,000."
Beomgyu washed his hands then began writing. "That's a lot Kai."
"You've ignored me for six months. I had to sell my car to avoid shutting down this month."
Beomgyu angrily ripped the check out. "Here. You're a fucking coward for trying to kill yourself."
Kai rolled his eyes. "Yeah. That's the thing to say to someone who is suicidal."
"Do you want the check or not?"
"Honestly? Not really. I'm tired of constantly feeling like I'm being watched! Do you understand how many times I've had to lie to the police for three people who don't give a shit about me?!"
"If I didn't care, I wouldn't have saved you."
Kai stopped talking before he got stabbed or whatever Beomgyu did when he was angry. He took the check then said "thanks for saving my business."
"And your life."
The blonde actually wasn't thankful for that at all but he thanked him anyways.
Beomgyu left. His brothers would be happy to know their janitor was still alive.
Kai stared at the check in his hands then as stared at the bills. This was psychotic but he knew his next move.
In the morning, he cashed the check. Kai bought a $5,000 car with some of the cash he just got and left. He guessed it would be 24 hours before they realized he was gone. The blonde wasn't going to stop, unless it was for gas, during that whole time. He was never going back. The morgue that ran in his family, since the early 1900s, meant nothing to him now. Kai was done being the janitor. Now he was the runaway.