Soyung stood at the steps of Kyungil's small home, watching the male pull his key out of his back pocket. Her eyes wavered between the door and his hands, anxious as he slid the key into the lock. For some reason her brain wouldn't stop making her think bad thoughts, about this situation, about her family and about her friends. Biting at her bottom lip, she watched the boy push the door open and walk inside. Flicking the light on, he slid his shoes off and held the door open for her. Hesitantly walking inside, Soyung let out a soft breath.

"Kyungil what time is it?" She asked, stepping inside and taking her sneakers off, a small noise escaping as her sore heels touched the floor. Looking at her, the male was in the middle of closing the door behind them. Though he still reached into his pocket for his phone, and looked at the bright screen.

"Almost 1AM." He spoke, blinking his eyes before turning to face the girl. He could see the pain on her face, and his brows furrowed. He didn't know the story with that.

"Won't your parents be mad if I'm here?" Soyung tiptoed down the hallway, trying to find her way into his living room. When the male cleared his throat and pointed a finger to the left, she only smiled shyly and waddled her way into the room.

"I live alone. Nobody is here but you and I, don't worry about it. What's wrong? Do your feet hurt?" Kyungil answered and questioned her again, walking behind her, and watching her sit herself down on the middle of his couch. He leaned against the wall, watching her shift slowly.

"You live alone? Wow sounds scary... So, should I call you Oppa?" She muttered, trying to avoid his question about her aching feet, mostly because she didn't want to be a bother to the male. He walked over to her, looking down at her and kneeling down on the floor in front of her.

"Sure, call me whatever. I don't mind. But there's no use of hiding this from me, did you hurt your ankle or something? I'm just going to help you, not do anything else with the information." He said, examining her foot simply, moving her foot to check if it was sprained in any way.

"Ow... No I didn't sprain it... I ran bare foot to the park and kind of ran over gravel and stuff." She pouted, her cheeks puffed out as she avoided eye contact with the older male. He only sighed, getting up from his spot and nodding in understanding. She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as he took his hoodie off and threw it on the couch next to her, then he walked into the kitchen to get something. Soyung turned to peek into the kitchen, hearing him clutter around to find something. When he returned with a roll on bandage, she understood fully what he was doing. 

"Feet up, I don't care if it's on the table. This will make the pain more bearable." He said simply, causing the girl to nod and slip her socks off. Not too worried about the pain, she put her foot on the table, biting her lip at the unexpected sting. He rolled his eyes, kneeling back down in front of her and beginning to cover up her feet. Soyung watched quietly, her eyes fluttering over the male in a white tank top, and rising to look over the concentrated look on his face. Of course the girl looked away when he looked in her general direction, making him smile softly.

"That should be good. Now do you want anything to eat? A drink? A hug? A blanket? A pillow? You name it and I will probably be able to get it for you, unless that something is a pony, cause you're out of luck." Kyungil spoke, standing up and resting his hands in his pockets, looking at the gi