Kangley quinn is stealing to get his puddin something but jongho, a random citizen stops him and manages to convince him.

"puddin!" kangley said as he skipped through the rooms of jokers hideout. He had a big grin on his face. As he skipped through the rooms he saw many weapons and giggled while imagining what they would do to the good guys.
"puddin! Where are you!" kangley cheered.
"ah kangley I'm in the lair" jokers voice was heard. Kangley giggled and continued to skip towards his puddin.

After about two minutes he managed to find his puddin. He was busy messing with a gun.
"hello puddin!" kangley greeted and joker ignored his prescense.
"puddin-"
"kangley I need you to get me this" joker interrupted pointing to a screen.
"take the bait" joker said the returned to silence. Joker wanted a jewel and kangley was going to provide.

"of course puddin! Ill getcha the jewel ASAP" kangley giggled. Joker scoffed under his breath.
"then go"

Kangley quickly nodded and made his way out of the building.
"lackies, puddin needs a jewel" kangley said as he walked down the drive. The lackies chuckled and scoffed before joining him.

Kangley grabbed his bat and walked to a van. He jumped in and let the lackies drive. The drive was pretty long but when they eventually made it they instantly broke in.

"puddin needs his jewel!" kangley gleamed at the jewellery store cleric who cowered in fear. The customers just an elderly man and a cute boy around kangleys age were leant against the counters.

Kangley giggled and tilted his head.
"so are we gonna do this the hard way or the easier way?" kangley said with a pout.

The cleric just stood shaking. Kangley just scoffed and started walking forward.
"my puddin won't be happy if I don't come home with that jewel so I guess we are doing this the hard way." kangley said as he raised his bat and walked to the elderly man.
"first let's get rid of the extra baggage." kangley smirked and swung his bat down watching the elderly man flinch and cover his head. However a sudden jolt stopped him.

He blinked and looked at the obstruction. The boy his age had grabbed the bat before it could hit the man.
" why are you here!? Let me go!" kangley whined as he tried to retrieve his bat from the man's grip. He huffed and continued to tug.
"now why should I let you harm this man, he was doing nothing to you" the man said tightening his grip causing kangley to huff more.

"oh boo hoo, he was in my way and I need that jewel.!" kangley yelled getting angrier.
"then why didn't you just attack me first I am clearly stronger than him so even if you attacked me first I would have beat you anyway" the man said irritating kangley more.
"look! I didnt attack you first because I thought you were cute and I could keep you for myself but I needed that jewel first and the cleric was doing nothing" kangley growled making the man shocked and loosening his grip causing kangley to yelp and fall to the ground with the force of release.

"ugh, goodness puddin is gonna be so mad" kangley said making the man confused.
"wait weren't you talking properly before?" He asked and kangley blushed.

"no that was your imagination" kangley said not realising he had returned to his original korean accent.
"well whatever" the man said.

"ya get out of my way I need that jewel" kangley jumped up onto his two feet.
The man sighed and stood where he was.
"I don't think so" he said and kangley growled.
"lackies get him!" kangley yelled but nothing happened.
"they left like five minutes after you arrived probably told to leave you here" the man said. The elderly man besides the arguing people scurried out the door.

"puddin wouldn't do that to me!" kangley denied and the man raised his eyebrow.
"well I wouldn't be suprised by the amount of times he's left you to be arrested" the man said silencing kangley.
"he's just showing his love, he always gets me outta there" kangley said and the man sighed.

"you seriously need to stop idolising him he's manipulating you for his own gain, I bet he doesn't even love you" the man said making kangley mad.

Kangley stomped his feet and growled.
"you kno nothin!"
"then call your puddin here" the man said and kangley froze.
"I can't, he don't like being disturbed" kangley said and the man grinned.
"there you go, if he truly loved you he would answer straight away without being mad." the man said making kangley huff but not deny.

"don't stop me" kangley said glaring at the man who just rolled his eyes.
"your lucky that the police haven't shown up yet and you still want to steal?" the man said.
"why don't you just leave that ass hole, spend time in prison and when released you can live your own life even if you may be insane." the man explained and kangley bit his lip.

"Id love that but puddin needs me" kangley said and the man sighed.
"the only thing he needs is his property which is you. He doesn't need your emotions or love, he just wants you to do the dirty work for him, hell I bet he sent you here to finally get rid off you" the man said making kangley bite his lip harder.

"let me do my job then" kangley said in his original voice which was far deeper than the scratchy girly voice he puts on for his puddin. Heavy with a korean accent.
"ah you're improving that's good but don't go running back to that maniac he's not worth it" the man said walking past kangley and out the door the cleric having calmed considerably during their dispute.

"urgh ill be back" kangley said before storming out the door. Kangley walked through the alleyways staying out of sight as he contemplated everything the man said. He huffed and scuffed his shoes at every thought.

Kangley sighed and started walking in the direction of his old home when he was still a University student studying psychology. He stepped in front of the flat seeing it still empty.

He walked up the steps to it and opened the door having not locked it when he left to escape to be with joker. He regretted everything he's done the words from that man returned some form of sanity back to kangley and he was happy to have something of his own.

He walked into the flat and all the furniture had changed and there was clear signs of someone living here which upset kangley as he couldn't see anything he used to own and all the previous things he refused to ever let joker see was gone. There wasn't much to his name before so it was a fairly empty flat but even so on the salary he earned from his part time job made everything more precious.

He looked down to his outfit, slutty blue and red shorts with fishnets and white heels, the red, white and blue shirt with jokers name, the jacket and choker with his nickname and owner. The tattoos relating to joker and himself and finally his blonde, pink and blue hair that signifies who he is.

He only just realised he had been stripped of his original gender, forced but previously willing to dress as a prostitute to please joker. He had ruined his being to please that bastard and now woth everything coming back full force made him emotional.

The click of the door closing and footsteps where all that was heard making kangleys heart drop. He panicked but stayed put willing to finally pay for his crimes.

The footsteps grew closer and an all too familiar face rounded the corner stopping short seeing the person in his living room.
The familiar person dropped his bags and gasped.
"Yeosang!!" the person shocked yelped.
Kangley now known as Yeosang burst into tears and stared at his childhood friend.

"w wooyoung?" Yeosang said over the tears and clogging throat.
Yeosang was launched into a hug by wooyoung and they collapsed to the floor crying.

"you idiot! Why did you let yourself turn out like this!! You should have come to me or better yet not have even taken the job!! He took you away from me!!" wooyoung yelled into Yeosangs shoulder. Yeosang just cried harder.

They stayed like this for a few hours ignoring wooyoungs phone ringing.
" let's get you out of this "wooyoung stated dragging Yeosang to the bathroom to remove all the makeup.

" shower" wooyoung ordered softly and left the room to find clothes for his best friend.
Once he returned Yeosang was washed and dripping wet and shivering. His older clothes thrown by the bin.
Wooyoung smiled at it.

"here wear these" wooyoung said passing a pair of boxers, sweat pants and coincidentally Yeosangs favourite hoodie.
"this is-" Yeosang started and Wooyoung nodded with a small smile.

Yeosang quickly got dressed burying himself in his grey hoodie. Wooyoung led him to the living room and dried his hair admiring the locks that had been dyed blonde years before Yeosangs disaster.

Wooyoung gently dried his neck and face as well.
"I never got rid of your stuff" wooyoung stated
Yeosang looked to him and smiled.
"it's all in the bedroom, I sleep on this sofa bed." wooyoung softly explained and Yeosang gently nodded.

"there's a movie about you, you know" wooyoung added and Yeosang tilted his head.
"but the actor is female and named harley quinn" wooyoung added.
Yeosang sighed and nodded remembering his outfit and the looking in the mirror on the table seeing his face, pretty like a girl and the only 'negative' aspect is his birthmark that joker hated.

"let's go back to Korea" wooyoung spoke and Yeosang nodded.
"we can start slow, jongho will come with us as well" wooyoung mentioned and Yeosang tilted his head.
"whose jongho?" Yeosang asked and Wooyoung chuckled.
"the one who changed your mind, the entire thing was posted on YouTube by the cleric who got permission to use the security footage. Luckily the police decided to give you two choices.
One is to pay for your crimes for your lifetime, the other is to get help and return to Korea to start a new life. "wooyoung explained and Yeosang smiled.
" ill go back to Korea with you" he said
"but I'll need time and lots of help" Yeosang added and Wooyoung nodded.
"of course" he said before engulfing Yeosang in a hug.

"please don't ever leave me Again" Yeosang asked and Wooyoung clenched him harder showing that he wouldn't dare.

True friendship can lead to great things but a mistake can ruin a life. Yeosangs just glad he's been given a second chance. All he needed to do now was to cooperate in order to secure his second chance. He was going to do his best.