they came back with cup noodles, milk and sandwiches of sorts. they ate in the small common living area in comfortable silence, under the blazing yellow lamp. all that could be heard was taekwoon slurping his noodles. such a simple activity of having supper together makes hongbin's heart swell and ache with tender sadness. maybe because they are away from home, it almost felt like they belonged together, the two people who only have each other in a foreign land. 3:30 am, they went back to bed, hongbin on the left, taekwoon on the right. with their backs facing each other, sleep took them away.