The four took turns in carrying the unconscious boy out of the garage to the car.

 

"Are you sure Sehun-ah?"

 

"Yeah called his mom already and we can't just leave him on the hospital or somewhere alone right?" He partly lied.

 

 He told them he called the boy's mother and lied that she was abroad and couldn't take care of his wounded son.  He decided to bring him in his house to cure him.

 

"Sehun call me when get home,ok?" Baekhyun remind him before he got inside the car beside the boy.

 

He bid goodbye to them.Sehun struggled to keep himself from staring at his face. He heard the other boy grunt,placing his hand on his stomach,and his face crunched in pain.Eyes still closed.

 

"Does it hurt?" Sehun almost whispered placing an arm around the boy's shoulder.

 

He didn't respond to Sehun,instead he let go of another grunt. Sehun slowly pulled the boy's head to rest on his shoulder and gently tapped the boys head.It's too late for Sehun to realized  what he just did and feel embarrassed to himself.To his driver who could have possibly seen them.To the people on the street who could impossibly but what if possibly could've seen them through that heavy tinted glass.He was just so embarrassed his blood's boiling. He gulp a huge lump in his dry throat and slowly look down on the boy's face resting on his shoulder. Sehun covered his free hand on his mouth to suppress the unwanted and unmanly sound threatening to burst out. Like hundreds of wild beasts' running and rumbling,etc in his heart.. And his head twirled making him dizzy.

 

'why do i feel this??!!!WHY???!!!'

 

Sehun let their house butler to change the boy's full of dirt uniform.Cause doing it himself would be a sin from heavens above. He wanted to cry. He hated this feeling inside his chest. He feels so ashamed of himself feeling this way towards the other boy. A BOY!. He heard a soft knock in his door.

 

"Young master I'm done cleaning your friend." Mr. Kim,their butler uttered behind closed door.

 

He stayed few minutes lying on his bed when he finally decided to drag himself inside the guest room where the boy stayed.

 

'Do you want me to make dinner for the both of you?" Mr. Kim asked.

 

"Yes,please..Wait,---------- Is he ok?"

 

"Yes..He got few scratch and bruises but nothing deep and serious..There's a painkiller beside the table just incase his body aches. Is he a new friend? I haven't seen him before.."

 

"yeah..He transferred to our school last week.."

 

"What's his name?"

 

"Uhm- - - Kim- - Jongin..Kim Jongin.."

 

Now that he think of it.They never called each other's name once. He lean on the closed door and watch the other boy lying on the bed,his eyes closed and chest slowly moving up and down.

 

"Kim Jongin.." His lips curled upward to a smile. And he hit his head on the wooden door after realizing what his lips just did.

 

"Oh my god!! No!! What are you doing to me!" he cringed and shook his whole body.

 

No matter how awkward and sickening he felt towards himself,he decided to stay inside the room where Kim Jongin was sleeping. He didn't want him to panic if he wakes up and find himself in a strange place. He lied down on the sofa and wore eye mask to stop himself from unconsciuosly staring at kim Jongin.

 

 

Sehun felt something kicking his legs.He grunts and throw his hand in the air. He's used to waking up himself with his alarm clock and hated it when one of their house servants disturb his sleep.Then his eye mask was roughly pulled off him.

 

"HEY!!!" Sehun shouted.

 

But his blurry eyes widen when he realized it was Kim Jongin standing infront of him. He abruptly stood up but slump back to the sofa when his knees bumped on Kim Jongin's.

 

"where am I?" he asked.

 

"uhm- - -in my- - house.." he replied shyly, " I didn't brought you home cause I don't want your mother to know. Anyway I called and told her we're doing home project just incase she- - -"

 

"Are we that close?"