“Got kicked out again.”

Jinwoo was still standing with his hand placed on the handle of the open front door when Seungyoon pushed passed him and barged his way into the house. Dumbfounded by Seungyoon’s action, Jinwoo’s gaze followed the bony frame of the younger boy. He had obviously been out in the rain. His clothes hung on him like rags that had been soaked for too long, rainwater was dripping off him as he moved. The shoes he carelessly took off by the doorway lied scattered in a pool of water. Small footprint puddles formed under his damp socks, leaving a small trail as he strolled across the room.

“You have clothes?”

Seungyoon asked Jinwoo in a nonchalant manner, who was still standing groggily with folded arms in the hallway by a yet to close entrance.

“Do you know what time it is right now?”

Jinwoo replied brusquely after shutting the front door. Seungyoon took a quick glance at the clock on the wall before looking back at Jinwoo with flickers of untelling emotions behind his eyes.

“4… 24 in the morning?”

“Don't you think it's a bit rude to just randomly show up at someone's house at nearly 5 in the morning?”

“Well what was I supposed to do. I had no where to go, the rain came pouring down. I couldn’t think of anyone except hyung.”

“For goodness’ sake, what were you doing in the rain like that, did you think you were shooting a teen