Vernon ran to where he saw him only to find some opened books lying on the floor. He could've get in any of them. He locked eyes again with the boy who wouldn't go off his mind since the first time they saw each other. And now he could be in any of those book, in any page and he didn't have a clue of which one.

 

He looked at all of them, stressing out. He tried his luck.
 

He was greeted by an army lead by a too-young girl to be there. But that boy wasn't around. Quickly he took a second chance on another book only to find himself in the middle of an air raid during the second World War. Since he couldn't find that blonde hair, he get out. Vernon didn't know if he could die inside a novel, but he knew he wouldn't stay there to check it.
 

Once out he did what he should've done since the begging: wait. Eventually the boy would get out from wherever he was.
 

Two days passed by. Wonwoo and Mingyu didn't mind him staying there at night. In fact, a lot of people still inside the stories while the library's doors were closed. Mingyu brought him some food and he even offered to wait for him so Vernon could go for a good sleep, but he didn't want to. He kept waiting for him although sometimes he'd wonder if it was worth to wait for someone he didn't know anything about. He didn't even know his name.
 

But every doubt faded away during his second night there.
 

He felt some movement by his side while he was getting drowsy. Somebody was carefully covering him up with a jacket. When he looked up he found those eyes that kept crossing his mind and now he won't miss the chance. He took his wrist with more abruptness than he intended, scaring the boy a bit.
 

-Um... I'm sorry if I hurt you... I didn't mean to... -Vernon tried to apologize, not finding the right words. He was nervous, thinking about how he just made the worst fist impression ever. He didn't feel sleepy anymore and now his mind was a wreck of nerves, insecurity and awe of the boy in front of him.
 

-Don't worry, it's okay -if his eyes seemed sweet, his voice made him get a sugar rush.- By the way, my name is Seungkwan -and he smiled.
 

As much as he thought of it, Vernon couldn't find what was making him feel this way. He looked at Seungkwan and there wasn't anything that made him out of this world. But when he looked at him, he becomes Vernon's whole world. Nobody ever made him feel that. He wasn't sure what he was feeling, but he wanted to feel more.
 

-I'm Vernon -actually he didn't know what he was saying.
 

-Nice to meet you. I don't know what are you doing there, sitting on the floor. Your back's gonna hurt if you sleep there, you'd be comfier in one of the couches -he started walking away to one of the selves, about to take a book.- Well, I gotta go. I hope to see you soon.
 

-Wait -he couldn't get to the shelf because Vernon's hand held on his jeans, looking at him with puppy eyes,- stay. Please. I... was waiting for... for you -he spoke before thinking. He had crept him out more, for sure. He had hurt his wrist before, for sure. Seungkwan would think he was crazy, for sure. For sure.
 

But he took his hand, helping him getting up and both of them headed to the couches. They were definitely comfier that the floor. And even more if Seungkwan was by his side.
 

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A/N:

- The Ultimate Weapon (4) - Shin Takahashi

-Alto Riesgo - Ken Follett [I couldn't find the English title for this one, I'm sorry]