The next days went along in the same way. Peaceful, but the jackets looked more and more threatening at them. Friday, the jackets had even come to the classroom where Himchan and Yongguk were sitting and talking in the recess. They had looked all types of determined and ready for revenge, but their history teacher had come in early, to set up for a presentation. That had halted the jackets, and they had left once more.

“I think we need to be careful on the way home,” Himchan whispered to Yongguk, when the jackets had left. Yongguk had agreed.

So when the final bell rang, signaling weekend for the students and teachers, Himchan had woken Yongguk up immediately. They had agreed that the cover of other students would do them well. The two of them followed the rush of students, eager for freedom, to the entrance. Somehow, they lost the jackets, so when they started down the street towards Yongguk's house, they were almost all alone. A few other students who chose to walk home were there as well, but they were far in between in the cooling weather. Soon they would need to find their winter jackets, from where they had been buried in the closet.

Yongguk and Himchan were talking about the presentation their history teacher had given them, and how next week was their turn. They would have to work on it this weekend, which Yongguk was really happy about. More time with his friend was gladly welcomed. The other made him so happy and comfortable. He had never felt like this about anyone else, but then again he hadn't a friend who was physically there for so long. It was probably natural to be so happy about getting a friend.

He hadn't needed a friend to be physically there, but now that he had one, he wasn't complaining. Especially because Himchan was so nice and comfortable, not to mention admirable in so many ways. They didn't run out of things to talk about, naturally flowing from one topic to another. When the silences came along, they were natural and comfortable, as there was no pressure to fill it. The best part, was when Yongguk didn't have much to say, Himchan could talk, while still making him feel included.

It was some kind of magic that he hadn't experienced before. The way Himchan smiled and laughed was some kind of magic he hadn't seen before. Everything about his friend was magical. It was a bit overwhelming to think about, the depth of his feelings for the other. However, he wouldn't think more about that, as he knew he cared for Himchan. The depth of that feeling was of no matter. What mattered was that he had gained a friend, who was probably the best friend he ever had.

After a couple of hours at Yongguk's house, Himchan had to go home. He couldn't help but frown in worry when his friend told him.

“What if the jackets come after you?” Yongguk asked. He would have liked it better if the other stayed for dinner at least. That way, he would be sure the jackets would be tired of waiting if they were hiding in a bush somewhere.

“I don't live very far from here, I don't think they'll be able to do anything in that short distance,” Himchan answered.

“Yes, but what if?” Yongguk continued. He was worried. One of the jackets had attacked Himchan before, so what would stop him from doing it again?

“We can't live with what if's. That would ruin your life.”

“Okay, let me rephrase. There's a high chance the jackets will try to do something to us, and it would kill me if something happened to you,” he told his friend. He was really worried.

Himchan's expression softened into something that looked very fondly at him. It was kind of overwhelming. “Thank you, but I can handle it. I've taken several self-defense classes, as you know,” his friend told him.

“I know you can handle a couple of them, but what if there are more?” Yongguk still wasn't appeased.

“I'll run.”

“Yes, but can you outrun them?”

“Probably not, now that you mention it,” Himchan replied, frowning too. “But I don't think anything will happen in the time it takes to walk two blocks.”

“Just... please?” Yongguk asked of his friend. He really didn't want the other to get hurt. He was telling the truth earlier, that it would kill him.

Himchan hummed thoughtfully. “How about this? I call you, and we can talk my entire walk home. Then you'll know if something happens, and you can call for help.”

With a few seconds to think about it, Yongguk agreed with a nod.

“Good, because I promised I would be home for dinner,” Himchan nodded back.

When his friend was standing outside his front door, he called him on the phone.

“I'll see you tomorrow,” Himchan smiled at him, as he answered the call.

“Yeah, bright and early,” Yongguk joked.

His friend laughed loudly, and with a wave, he turned to walk home. “Early would be pushing it,” he said through the phone. Yongguk laughed too and watched as his friend walked down the street. They were still talking, and Himchan turned to wave at him a couple of times, before turning around the corner. It was kind of sweet.

Still talking, Yongguk finally went back inside, when he couldn't see his friend anymore. He felt uneasy, but it felt good to have Himchan's voice in his ear. At least that way, he would know if the other got into trouble with the jackets on his way home.

Now that he thought about it, he actually didn't know where Himchan lived. The other had never told him the address. He hadn't been at his friend's house either, even though he had heard a lot about his family.

“Hey, why haven't I been to your house yet?” he asked before Himchan could start up a new topic.

Himchan mumbled something, that he couldn't understand.

“Sorry, what?” Yongguk said.

“It's embarrassing,” Himchan replied, more clearly, though with obvious embarrassment in his voice just from thinking about it.

“Why?” he asked the other. Why would him coming to his friend's house be embarrassing?

“It's my parents.”

“What about them? They sound funny and lovely from what you've told me?”

“Yeah, but they're really embarrassing,” Himchan said.

“Why?”

“You don't want to know,” his friend said, sounding kind of mortified.

Yongguk was really interested now. “That just makes me want to know, you do realize that?”

“I was kind of hoping this would never come up.”

“Why?”

“Because I don't want you to meet them. Ever,” Himchan told him with a groan. “I know you'll probably meet them one day, but I'm not ready to be that embarrassed,” he continued, and Yongguk was even more confused. What could possibly be that embarrassing?

So he asked his friend that exact question.

“You really don't want to know,” Himchan told him again. “It's embarrassing on so many levels.”

“You're not helping my curiosity.”

“I know, and I'm sorry, but I won't tell you,” Himchan said. “I'm not ready for it.”

“But-”

“No buts. I have enough in my own.”

“What?” Yongguk asked confused.

“I have enough in my own ? As in b-u-t-t,” Himchan explained and Yongguk facepalmed. He was almost as bad as Daehyun, Youngjae and Hyosung. “I can hear you facepalming,” Himchan laughed.

“You're as bad as my other friends,” Yongguk told him.

“They have good humor then,” Himchan's voice held a grin. “When do I get to meet them?”

“Never.”

“Why not?”

“It would be too embarrassing,” Yongguk replied, before realizing his mistake. Himchan caught on immediately though and laughed wholeheartedly.

“Oh would it now?” the other asked, between laughs.

“Shut up,” he grumbled in return.

“Okay, okay, okay, I'll make you a deal,” Himchan said when he calmed down from his laughter. Yongguk perked up from his slumped state on the couch, where he sat. “I'll let you come over if you let me meet your friends,” he proposed.

Yongguk thought about it for a few seconds. He really didn't want Himchan to meet the others, but would it really be that bad, if he got to finally meet Himchan's family and see where he lived?

“Okay,” he agreed finally. He was going to regret this, but he agreed. His curiosity had won.

Himchan cackled evilly, before announcing he was home. So they said their goodbyes and hung up. Yongguk looked forward to tomorrow, where he would see the other again. He smiled to himself and went up into his room. He might as well try to do some homework before he could call the others on skype.

Saturday came and Himchan came over once more, so they could work on the presentation. It was easy stuff. They sat in front of the laptop and put everything into a power point. The titles that they had to choose for each short slide was the hardest part of it all. Himchan kept suggesting horrible titles, like 'How to lose your teachers in ten days' for how the teachers had to be a part of the party to teach, and 'Discrimination 101' on what it was like in the classrooms for Jews, before they were sent off. It was horrible, but still kind of funny, which made it even more horrible.

Himchan's argument for why they should use those title's was to 'add some humor to the presentation'. Apparently, his mother had done the same when she was in school. When Yongguk had expressed that their teacher might not find it funny, his friend had agreed, adding that his mother had gotten into trouble more than once for adding humor where it wasn't appropriate at school. Which had followed up with Himchan's 'it's different times now'.

Yongguk had simply raised a judgmental eyebrow at that, to which Himchan had pouted pathetically, before breaking out in laughter. He would be lying if he hadn't laughed along. His friend's pout had been rather spectacular, with the blown up cheeks. It was kind of cute.

“So I might have something to ask you,” Himchan started, when they agreed on taking a short break.

“You might have something to ask me?” Yongguk repeated amused.

“Yeah, it all depends on how you behave,” his friend replied and stuck out his tongue.

“Better than you, I see,” he laughed.

Himchan scowled. “Forget it, I'm not asking.”

“Oh, come on,” Yongguk grinned, before pulling a more somber face. “Please?”

“You're an .”

“I have to challenge you and your somehow,” Yongguk shrugged, remembering their conversation yesterday.

“Ha!” Himchan exclaimed and pointed at him. “In other words, you have no !”

“I didn't say that.”

“You implied it.”

“How would you know? Have you been checking it out?” Yongguk replied.

“Butts for life, man,” Himchan shrugged nonchalantly, though he looked a little red. Was it too warm in here?

“So you check out everyone's butts?” Yongguk questioned and stood up from the couch to open a window.

“Or lack thereof,” his friend teased.

Yongguk looked around at his . He was wearing a pair of jeans that were too large. You couldn't see his at all. “Are you sure it isn't just because my jeans are too big?” he asked thoughtfully, before realizing what he had said. He was literally asking his friend about his . How weird was this?

Himchan laughed loudly and beautifully, throwing his head back and clutched his stomach. Yongguk couldn't help but stare, as his friend tried to say something. It took a while, but he finally calmed down enough to say something.

“I'm so going to regret saying this,” Himchan laughed, which made Yongguk worried. “But, by all means, take off your jeans so I can check,” he continued looking more serious.

Yongguk blushed instantly.

Soooo. I found out I had actually written most of this chapter, after coming back to it after basically two months.

I'm so good at this updating thing! ;)

anyways, I'm on a writing spree, so I'll just leave it here and go back to the next chapter.

Side note: Uhm, I have lost all sense of time in this chapter in relation to other chapters, but I'm too lazy and bad of an author to go check if I'm doing it right. So if it doesn't add up... sorry about that. I hope you guys don't mind...

So yeah...

Peace Out (^_^)v