[Narrator's POV]

Everything was moving so fast. An hour ago Sehun was at home being called a freak by his parents. Five minutes after that he ran away. Thirty minutes ago he was sitting on the sidewalk in the cold, winter snow with a black v-neck, a thin purple jacket, and jeans. Fifteen minutes later a kind stranger stopped to talk to him. Now he was in the stranger's house.

"Home sweet home!" JoonMyeon grinned as they entered the apartment. It wasn't a big apartment, but it was spacious enough for two people. "Make yourself at home." JoonMyeon gave Sehun one of his warm smiles as the younger responded with a grateful nodd. Sehun continued to stand at the entrance, unsure of what to do. "Do you want me to show you your room?" JoonMyeon chuckled. Sehun gave a shy smile as he thanked JoonMyeon for being a great host in his mind.

JoonMyeon motioned for Sehun to follow him as they walked up a set of stairs. The older opened a door to reveal a gold trimmed room. There was a bed and a desk, it was simple but looked nice anyway. "If you stay for a long time we can redecorate and paint the room to whatever color you like." JoonMyeon offered.

The older chuckled as the younger gave him an eye smile and energetically nodded his head. "I guess that's a yes. Are you hungry? I'm not the best cook but I can try to whip up some food." Sehun nodded again as JoonMyeon laughed. "Do you want to take a shower or something as I cook?" Another no