Time passed by, and it only took a while before Seungkwan bounced back to his normal cheery self. Or that’s what he wanted Vernon to believe.

Vernon didn’t want to pry, of course. They each deserve their own privacy and if Seungkwan didn’t want to talk about it just as much as Vernon didn’t want to talk about his personal life, then that’s fine. Life goes on.

So far, it had been two months living with the 'stranger' downstairs and Vernon didn’t have any complaints. After all, Seungkwan had done his part and made sure to clean up after Vernon’s mess and arrange everything downstairs in a neat and orderly manner. Vernon was almost convinced that Seungkwan had some kind of OCD but he held his tongue. He wouldn’t want to drive the boy away when he had been of big help.

Although, they hadn’t really interacted much except for the occasional greetings from Seungkwan that Vernon replied with as much interest he could muster- which wasn’t much. They went to college separately under Vernon’s command, despite their class starting at the same time. Vernon didn’t want people from their college to get any ideas, and he preferred to walk alone anyway as he’s always cranky in the morning.

It didn’t take that long for Seungkwan to caught up with that fact; preparing two cups of coffee with a stronger one for Vernon who was straining to keep his eyes open while munching on a sandwich the brunette prepared. Seungkwan tilted his head at him then, snickering.

“Not much of a morning person, aren’t you?” Vernon rolled his eyes, wondering why the other bothered to ask when he already knew.

And then there’s the occasional checklist Seungkwan left on the fridge for Vernon’s weekly grocery shopping. The taller boy heeded to his request, preferring to eat edible food anyway after so long living off snacks. The vegetables didn't appease him, but as long as he's not the one eating it was fine for him.

Vernon was in the supermarket, trying to navigate his ways amongst the spices and different sorts of greens that look exactly the same, cursing and blaming the nature as to why green was a prominent thing when he heard a familiar voice called his name.

"Hansol?" Vernon turned, smiling politely at the man who was making his way to him. They had small talk, mainly about how Seungkwan's doing and Vernon had to reassure that he was doing fine and he was totally not bullying the other boy. The man chuckled as he knew better but chose to not say anything and took it in a stride.

In fact, Vernon felt he was the one being tortured to search after those foreign things in the checklist. Eventually, Mr Yoo helped him and gave him so pointers so he could differentiate between lettuce and cauliflower and an intensive learning of the names of vegetables in the middle of the grocery store. Vernon was drained by the end of the day but he was rewarded with great dishes so everything was good.

On the way back he vaguely thought he had forgotten something before disregarding it as a state a mind. Plus, he was too tired to think and his stomach begged to be filled.

Later that night after dinner he rolled back on his bed, hands outstretched before accidentally touched a rough texture on his bedside table. He blinked, grasping for the material only for it to be a piece of folded paper. A very familiar piece of pape