Sungjong stared out the car window.

All the lights of the zooming cars passing by reminded him of candle lights in the middle of a cold starless night.

"We're here, come on."

Woohyun has driven him and Myungsoo to his and his brother's family home.

Dongwoo's fiance would also be there, Suggyu told him.

"You'll love Songyeol, he's been friends with Myungsoo since Preschool."

Sungjong smiles and follows Myungsoo into the large cabin house.

"Hyung, your home!" An orange hair boy ran from the kitchen into Woohyun's arm.

"Myungsoo." He waves, not noticing Sungjong quite yet.

"Who's this." He sneers at Sungjong with doubtful eyes.

"Songyeol this is Sungjong, Sungjong this is my brother Songyeol." 

The younger bows slightly to Songyeol but the ladder just snaps his teeth and groans.

"So he's the Sungjong that I heard lots about." 

Another older man about Sunggyu's age appears from the kitchen with his hands placed in his pocket.

Sungjong becomes red in color as he does not know what Sunggyu had been saying about him to everyone.

"Hi, my name is Hoya."

He shakes Sungjong's hand gently while carrying the heaviest smile.

"Well, I 'm going to finish cooking, goodbye Sungjong." 

He smiles and does head back the kitchen.

"Well, Songyeol show them where they're going to be sleeping please."

Songyeol rolls his eyes but does as told anyhow, though he does remember to make  a fuss about it as they followed him upstairs to the guest room.

"Here, Woohyun said the all three of us have to sleep here."

He doesn't forget to glare at Sungjong as he leaves back downstairs.

"Don't worry, he's just not used to new people."

Myungsoo reassures him.

After a few minutes, everyone else finally arrives.

"So you've met my fiance Hoya."

Dongwoo smiles.

Sungjong seemed to be settling in just fine, no one seems to uncomfortable with him beside Songyeol.

He sticks around Myungsoo like a leech.

And at Dinner Sunggyu forces him to sit beside him and Hoya.

After dinner, Sungjong tries to help but Dongwoo pulls him away and says that he would like to talk to him.

 "Here, It's homemade pink lemonade, Hoya made it." 

He smiles, placing it down on the wooden table.

The sky was the dark shade of blue and many stars sparkled brightly.

"Sungjong?" The younger turned to Dongwoo, he knew what he wanted to know and he mentally prepared himself.

"How do you know that man from earlier?" 

Sungjong gulped, gripping his pants.

"He used to come over a lot when I was with those men. "

He began.

"He promised to bring me home if I......... "

"Slept with him?" Sungjong nodded, biting his lip.

"I didn't know that Myungsoo was his son, I promise!" 

Tears began  to flow down his cheeks.

"It's alright"

"Please don't tell Myungsoo, I really didn't know."

"It's far alright, he doesn't have to know, after all, it really isn't your fault."

"But if Myungsoo finds out, he will be disgusted with me that I slept with his father."

"Sungjong don't be so hard on yourself, you did it to get out a bad place."

Though Sungjong doubts that it's that simple, he nods, maybe Dongwoo was right. 

"About that bad place, can you tell me something about it? Just so-"

"No!"

Sungjong realized everyone inside had gotten quite from the shout.

"I can't talk about that place, please don't make me." He lowers his head in shame, he doesn't want to be so afraid to talk about it, he wants to tell everyone what they did to him at the place, but he just can't.

Every time he remembers it, he feels as he is living it once again.

"It's alright, I think everyone is tired, you should get some rest."

He opens the door, letting Sungjong go first.

Sungjong keeps his head low from embarrassment.

Everyone had started talking once more, but he knows that they heard him.

Myungsoo was upstairs sleeping when he got there, so Sungjong decided to sleep on the other bed while everyone else talked downstairs.

"That kid is real hurt, those men broke to no point."

"He has nightmares because of those Jerks."

"So he won't even tell?" Woohyun shakes his head.

"Myungsoo did the same thing, remember."

The boys nodded.

"Maybe Myungsoo could make him tell."

Everyone shared a glance.

"Yeah."