After Jeon dropped Hoseok off, he flashed him a soft smile yet Hoseok could tell that it was filled with concern. “I am going to be there in a few minutes, okay?” Jeon said stressing on the “few minutes” part. Hoseok flashed him a small smile. “Don't worry I will wait for you.” Hoseok turned to face the house again started to walk over to the door. Hearing Jeon already speeding with the car to get the stuff. Hoseok emitted a soft sigh before entering the house. While instantly being hit with a cold breeze, he pulled the zipper of his jacket up as he felt the cold air running down his spine, causing him to shiver lightly. He stepped into the darkness and closed the door behind silently. He switched on the light and walked to the living room, everything was still the same. As if nothing ever happened. There were just a few pictures missing since his ex wife and his son asked if they could have some. To his surprise his uncle wrote a letter which everyone regards as his uncle's last will that Hoseok inherits 60 % of the house, including car and his left money and the rest of the 40 % belong to his son. Hoseok jumped in surprise as he heard someone knocking at the door. He walked over and opened the door to see Jeon panting softly while holding two bags. Hoseok couldn't help himself and smile softly. “Did you run?” he asked. Jeon shook his hand and entered the house placing the two bags down. “I- oh god.” he was trying to catch his breath. “I was just you know.. yes I run.” he finally admitted and grinned softly. “I'm sorry I was just worried.” he whispered softly. “Worried about me what?” Hoseok asked raising his brow. “..” Jeon looked to his side trying to not make eye contact with Hoseok. “I.. don't know.. you doing something bad to yourself?” Hoseok emitted a sigh. “Look, I really appreciate that you are taking care of me but.. I am not going to do anything to myself, I just need time for myself to be able to deal with all of this.” Jeon nodded silently. “I am sleepy..” Hoseok said and asked which bag was his and Jeon pointed to the left one before Hoseok grabbed it and whispered. “I'll head to sleep first. Goodnight.”   * * * Jeon was laying downstairs in the living room on a couch, while playing some games in his phone. He couldn't sleep and felt hungry on top of that too. It was 3AM and he kept turning and rolling on the couch until a picture caught his attention. He stood up and used his phones flashlight to take a close look at it. He saw Hoseok's uncle and the young man and wife he saw back then in the hospital. “So this must be his wife and his son..” Jeon mumbled to himself and looked around for more pictures but there were none. And since Jeon didn't feel sleepy at all he started to open the cupboards to look for something to read or kill time with, he knew that this might be rude but he was going to place it back anyway. Jeon's eyes light up in excitement when he found a photo book of Hoseok and his uncle. He sat down on the floor and opened the book carefully, seeing a letter at the beginning of the book. It was a handwritten letter from Hoseok.   Dear uncle, I miss you. Why did you leave without telling me anything? It hurts you know. You left so soon. I wish we could have some more time to spend together. And who's going to wake me up every morning now? Who is going to listen to my melodramatic now? I am not saying this because I just need you for only these things. I'm saying this because I love you. I loved you more than my own family. I am facing a very hard time now..ever sin