“Don’t worry Kun, everything’s gonna be fine…” Yu Zhi said as the other one was walking around nervously.

Kun checked his face and hair in his phone screen. He looked like he hadn’t slept for weeks when it had only been a few days.

“He can never stay angry at you anyway.”

The two friends were waiting for Winwin in the hall of their campus. Tonight they were on holidays for the next two weeks and as always, they would go back to their hometown together in Kun’s car since Winwin couldn’t drive.

“Just shut u-“

“Language, boy.”

Kun gasped in surprise and turned around: Winwin was standing right in front of him.

“Hey.” The older breathed out, almost whispered.

He was playing with his fingers nervously. Winwin was facing him, keeping his arms along his body.

Kun didn’t know how to react anymore. It had only been a few days but everything had changed.

“Well, let’s go because we have some hours to drive.” Yu Zhi broke the silence.

“Sure.” Winwin nodded.

They went to Kun’s car, Yu Zhi leading and the other two following behind.

“So, how’s your knee ?”

Winwin didn’t hold Kun’s hand and drag him as he usually did.

“Still the same.”

Kun didn’t think he would feel so lost without the younger looking after him.

“Ah, okay…”

Yu Zhi opened the car door and Winwin sat in the passenger seat as usual. Kun let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

The trip was quite normal, but at the same time not really. The three friends chatted and cracked jokes and laughed. But everything felt so fake to Kun. Because when he looked in Winwin’s eyes, he could still see he was different from his usual self.

Kun couldn’t blame him: his behavior had been so awkward and confusing.

“Let’s hang out soon, Kai Cheng arrived three days ago already.” Yu Zhi said as they dropped him off in front of his house.

“Really ?” Winwin raised his eyebrows.

“Yeah, it was Ren Jun’s birthday.”

“Alright, catch you up later then.” The younger waved and they eventually drove off.

Kun gulped, his eyes focused on the road. But not completely.

“Winwin, please.”

“Hm..?” The other kept his gaze straight.

“I’m sorry for what happened on Monday…”

Winwin chuckled. “I know Kun, you’ve already said it.”

“But I’m truly and deeply sorry ! I don’t know what got into me, I-“

“Kun, it’s fine.” His friend interrupted him. “I got it, from now on I’ll leave you some space.”

The older’s eyes widened in surprise. “What..?”

He had stopped the car in front of the other’s house.

“I won’t bother you anymore because it’s clear that I made you uncomfortable.” Winwin shrugged.

Kun gaped at him. “Wait, I-“

“It’s okay, no problem.”

He could only stay there in his seat, unable to form an intelligible sentence.

“Bye Kun. Thanks for the ride.” Winwin got out of the car and left to his house.

Kun looked at his limping figure walking away from him then disappearing inside the villa.

What had just happened ?

“Don’t forget to go to your father’s tomorrow, okay sweetheart ?”

It felt like he was inside of a glass box.

“I made sure he wasn’t on night shift this time.”

Everything looked blurred, every single noise sounded muffled.

“So that he’ll be awake when you come.”

It felt like his insides were crumbling down.

“Can you tell him to answer my texts too ? I think he forgot again, but we need to...”

Nothing made sense anymore.

“Kun…? Kun !”

He lifted his head and blinked repeatedly. “Yeah ?”

“Did you listen to even one thing I just told you ?” His mother asked.

“Hm… yes ?”

She sighed and went back to the kitchen.

Kun looked to the side: Sam was still watching TV but Hui was looking at him.

“What ?”

Hui shrugged and turned back to the screen.

Kun sighed and left upstairs.

A knock on his door.

He didn’t answer.

The door creaked and light reached his closed eyelids.

“Kun…?” Hui whispered.

He pretended to sleep, not wanting to go sit at the table.

“Kun… You’re not eating ?”

He shook his head slowly.

“You’re not hungry ?”

He mouthed “No”.

Hui sighed. “Alright…”

He heard his steps walking away and the door closing quietly.

Kun opened his eyes. He was in tears.

He had tried to remember that Sunday night when everything was still fine.

He thought it would help.

When Winwin had fallen asleep holding him… his arms around his waist…

But it didn’t help.

The peaceful expression he had… When they had woken up against each other…

It only hurt more.

“Kun...?”

He turned around quickly to face the other: Hui had called him from his mattress on the floor.

“Kun, are you alright ?” He whispered.

“Yes…” He whispered, holding back a sob.

“Do you need anything ? Are you hurt ?”

Kun turned back around to hide his face. “I’m… I’m fine.”

He heard Hui sigh then no