Jongin didn't know what to think. His mind was blank. Stuck in a wad of broken branches lay a strange metal pod. He had never seen anything like it. It was bright white. Not the best camouflage color. Maybe it was like the Exorian skin and their sky, only one color available. Apparently they were not fans of having options over there, one choice was already plenty.

Even though he was staring right at a spaceship, he couldn't really believe he was actually in the presence of an alien. It was too big of a brain bomb to find out all of a sudden that humans were not alone in this vast universe, that there were aliens out there and apparently some of them were human-like.

Oh! Maybe there were loads of aliens already settled on Earth in secret and nobody knew it, they just blended seamlessly in until one day, when they all revolted at once and took over the planet.

No. There had to be some other explanation. Maybe that boy was some kind of genius employed by KARI (Korean Aerospace Research Institute) or NASA, and was doing some top secret test run of their latest invention. Or, he was some army general's idiot son that had stolen the ship and gone for a joy ride, epically crashing it. And that was why he couldn't tell anyone, his dad would kill him and ground him for life. Yeah, that had to be it.

Either way, one thing was clear. They couldn't just leave the ship there, where everyone could see it. It wasn't exactly a tourist spot, people rarely crossed this field, but it wasn't a good idea to take any chances. It was a good thing he lived on a farm. They had everything they needed. It took them half the night to cut the ship out, and haul it home on the back of his dad's truck. Thankfully, it was just a little baby spaceship so it easily fit into the barn.

“Hmm... I can totally fix this.” the alien boy, a.k.a. the general's delinquent son, said confidently, touching a random spot on the ship. The ship reacted almost like Jongin had when he touched him, getting all fluttery and weird, until it finally opened a small hatch into something resembling a cockpit. He fetched a tiny toolkit, or Jongin assumed that was what that was, they were like no tools he had ever seen.

He threw the kit on the floor and started zipping down his overalls, or it didn't have a zipper, it was like a silent Velcro fastener without the Velcro. Jongin's heart did a double take. When he started to take off the upper half of the overalls, revealing a very skinny, very white, extremely chiseled torso he couldn't take it any longer.

“What are you doing? Why are you taking your clothes off?” he asked, his voice a tad bit more frantic than he wanted it to be.

“Oh, I don't need them. Exorian bodies are experts at acclimatization. We don't need clothes. We just adjust to the temperature.” he shrugged and kept taking his overalls off.

“Eehhm... eehhhm... here on Earth we keep them on! Just.. just... put it back on, okay?” Jongin panicked. He wasn't sure why he was so bothered about it, but he really didn't want him prancing around in his barn. That was just weird.

“But it's uncomfortable.” he frowned. “I'll just keep the bottom half on then. Bottom half on for you, top half off for me. Everybody wins. I should be an intergalactic peacekeeper, I'm good at this!” he chuckled with a crooked grin and squished the fabric of the overall so the top half melded into it and it turned into simple trousers. Funky.

He wrinkled his eyebrows as he started working at disassembling what Jongin assumed was the engine, looking extremely angry and focused. It was both kind of scary and charming at the same time. He started humming off key, seeming in good spirits even though his face suggested otherwise. It was probably the eyebrows, their fierceness made him look like he had a score to settle with that spaceship, when in reality he was playfully bouncing about half-, randomly pulling out toy-like engine parts. This was the strangest experience Jongin had ever had. Maybe he was dreaming?

Jongin couldn't help but admire his slender physique and broad shoulders as he worked. He was starting to believe he was actually an alien. No human body he had ever seen looked like that. It was hard to describe, it was as if the body everyone wished for, had descended from the heavens. Unfortunately for everyone else, Jongin was the only one who got to see it.

He pulled a strange assortment of various crystals and little whirring boxes with lights inside them out of the ship. He then proceeded to put them all back, like a game of Tetris. Jongin wasn't much help. At one point he tried to assist him by handing him the crystals, one by one, but he got so distracted by his washboard abs he dropped them all on the floor, nearly ruining the poor guy's chances of ever getting back home.

“There!” he proudly grinned, his eyes disappearing into an eyesmile.

“Uhm...what about those?” Jongin pointed at two whirring boxes and a blue crystal that were left on the floor.

“Mmm, that's fine, I don't think they do anything important.” he casually brushed it off, since there was no way to fit any more stuff into the compartment anyway. He jumped inside and tried to start the ship.

Nothing happened.

“Hehh...” he scratched his head. “Sooo... you wouldn't happen to know anyone that can fix a spaceship?” he gave him a crooked smile.

“I guess you're staying then, huh?” Jongin put up an uncomfortable smile, strangely nervous.