Someones out there handing out flares

do you see the flames in the sky?

Jeongin sat on his new bed. On his new covers in his new room. His new fake brothers laughing in the hallway. His new phone in his hands, with new clothes on. 

Everything was new. 

Jeongin wanted something old, he had been here for thirty minutes and he already wanted to go back. But he didn't want to go back, because that meant going back forreal. He didn't know what he wanted but he didn't want to be here. 

He just wanted to be with his friends. With Seungmin especially. He already missed the boy. He didn't really say anything but actions speak louder than words. To him it didn't matter if Seungmin spoke. He loved him as a really good friend regardless. 

He would miss the late night cuddles. And the looks they gave eachother. And the small words Seungmin said sometimes. But most importantly - to him - were his eyes. They stood so kind, even if he didn't understand what was going on. Those puppy eyes are and always will be burned into Jeongins brain. 

''Hey dude,'' one of the boys said to him. Walking towards him. Snapping Jeongin out of his thoughts. ''Ms Kim wants me to show you around.'' 

''Ok sure,'' Jeongin couldn't help but feeling like the new kid at boarding school. He just wanted to sleep and not talk to anyone ever again. There was only one way of accoplishing that, but he really didn't want to think about that. 

He failed to notice the naughty smile the boy had when they walked out of the room. 

''I'll show you outside first,'' he said extra loud, so that Ms Kim could hear them. ''Don't go outside the gates,'' she called back. 

Jeongin felt so foreign in this place. All the boys looked older than him too. Making everything a little bit worse. He knew he had been the youngest in the ward too, but that was different somehow. 

A breeze of wind passed trough his hair as they walked outside. Chills forming over his back. 

''Where are we going?'' He asked the boy. 

The boy looked back, to see if ms Kim was watching, and went into a little path to the back of the house. It was covered with dirt and it was obvious not a lot of people walked here. There was a thick forest to his left. The branches hanging so low that they had to duck. 

A few meters before a open window the boy stopped. '''Ms Kim is standing in the kitchen. You have to duck.'' Quickly, before Jeongin could ask any questions he sank down to his knees and began to army crawl. 

Jeongin watched him for a moment. Looking back at where they came from. Couldn't he just go back? But the boy was so much bigger than him and quite frankly he was really scared of him. 

So he sunk down on his knees and army crawled after the boy. 

His new shirt was getting dirty. He only had two pairs of everything, so tomorrow he had to be carefull with his clothes. Had to make sure the clothes he was wearing didn't have too bad grass stains or holes. 

''Hurry up,'' the boy whispered. Glancing nervously at the window. ''You're so slow, jezus.''

Jeongin put his feet under him again and wiped himself down, checking for holes and bad stains. But the boy grabbed his arm pulling him with him, until they were sprinting towards the end of the path. 

At the end they slowed down, the boy releasing Jeongins arm. He peeked around the corner, checking for other people, Jeongin guessed. 

''Hey bro,'' the boy yelled suddenly, making Jeongin jump.