Jin tried his best to stay in his seat. He didn't want to run away from this, but the silence was killing him. Mrs. Kim wasn't saying anything. She smiled sweetly at the younger. He tapped out letters on the table to keep himself calm. No one could see them or understand them, but this was the only thing he could think of to keep him distracted. Jin was not at all comfortable and he wished that Namjoon would hurry to save him from the torture. Mrs. Kim sighed, finally speaking. "Jin, I know you must not be comfortable here. You can go to Namjoon's room if you want. I won't mind." Jin nodded. He wanted to, but he didn't want to seem rude. He stood up and bowed at Mrs. Kim respectfully. She smiled at him. The older watched Jin as he walked up the stairs. He was a sweet kid.

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Jin sat down on the Namjoon's bed. He looked around the younger's room. It was very clean, unlike his and Yungha's room. He kept everything in perfect order. Jin wondered how Namjoon could do it. Jin stood off the bed. He walked around the room, pressing his hand against the surfaces. He paused at the bookcase next to the door. All the books were organized by height and color. One shelf caught his attention. It was filled with books about children with autism and syndromes related to it. Namjoon must have really been doing research. Jin continued walking through the room. He stopped at the desk next. It was clear except for a computer and a few notebooks. Jin looked down at the notebook that was open. The pages were filled with teaching techniques, children skills and specialist advice. Jin moved back to the bed and sat down. He wondered what Namjoon was going to do with all the facts and information he had collected.

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"Jin, do you think we'll still be like this in a few years? I mean, like talking like this and agreeing with each other?" Jin shook his head, swirling his hand through the air. Namjoon looked down at the older. "Why not?" Jin smiled, pressing his hand into the younger's chest. 

'We won't have time, but we don't have to talk to agree with each other." Namjoon snorted.

"Corny." Namjoon had finally learned how to speak with Jin through his hands. It had taken him some time and with a lot of help from Yungha, he learned to speak with Jin. The older snuggled closer to Namjoon. They hadn't left the younger's room since Namjoon came back from talking with his father. Jin pressed more letters into Namjoon's chest. He was really interested in this.

"What's with all the notes and books on Autism?" Namjoon smiled, pushing his hands through Jin's hair. He was glad the older had asked. 

"I want to help children with Autism. It seems interesting. And I think that I'll be able to help others out. It'll be nice to do." Jin nodded. He thought it was nice that Namjoon wanted to help out other kids that were just like him. Jin smiled up at his boyfriend. The term was new to him, but he was getting used to it. And Namjoon sure used it a lot.