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When the street lights came on; Daehyun gave up holding peace. He grabbed Junhongs hand and stopped him from mindlessly walking forward.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked.

Junhong blinked twice, and then composed himself, somewhat.
Then he drew in a long breath.

“They’ve been reading our texts. Mom … and dad.” Junhong said, a weight off his shoulders at its end. “I’ve been avoiding answering them but, I… I mean, I have to face it someday, right? They have to face it someday too.” Junhong said.

“That I’m like this.”

Daehyun felt his chest tighten at Junhongs tight lips. He caught both Junhongs hands and pulled the boy closer. “Don’t say it like that, you’re fine.” He said, smiling softly.

Junhong managed a lanky smile.

Daehyun too, sighed a little after.

“So they know about us?” He asked.

Junhong shrugged.
“They’ve just skimmed through here and there, I think. That’s why they haven’t disowned me yet.” He rolled his eyes.

Daehyun narrowed his brows. “Don’t be like that, they won’t do that. They’re your parents you know, they love you.”

Junhong sighed. “You don’t understand.”
But then he met with Daehyuns eyes and felt as if shot. He bit his lip. “I’m sorry.”

Junhong wasn’t really the one to talk.
Daehyun had left his family a long time ago.

Daehyuns’ gaze softened and he shook his head. “It’s fine.”

Junhongs eyes fell on his big shoes again.

“What do I do…?” The words went a mumble past Junhongs lips, and Daehyun felt sorry. He left Junhongs’ hands to wrap his own around his tall shoulder and hugged him. Junhong fell forwards and rested his cheeks entirely on Daehyun.

He went on mumbling into Daehyuns shoulders.