See What I See (A GTOP Fanfic)

| Chapter Eight |

The next day shone brightly through the curtains of a window in the room Jiyong was sleeping in. A single ray of light was focused solely on his face, causing him to squint his eyes before he could actually open them. Once he sat up in the bed, Jiyong balled his hands up into fists and rubbed his eyes gently until they were completely open.

He sat up and yawned, thinking about what he would say to Seunghyun. If it was even possible, he became even more scared of the man's motives overnight, dreaming about all of the possible terrifying endings their encounter could have if he didn't leave. He didn't seem like the type to have a short temper, but the most important thing Jiyong had learned since he started sleeping with men for money was that first impressions could never be trusted.

Jiyong rose from the bed and stretched his arms and legs out. Even with his distrust and slight paranoia, he had to admit that he had one of the best nights of rest he had gotten in his life. He gathered up the few things he brought before leaving the room. When he approached the end of the hallway, he saw that Seunghyun was already up and was now in the kitchen, appearing to be making breakfast. Jiyong took a few more timid steps out and Seunghyun, who was slightly startled by his presence, noticed him and said,

"Good morning. I hope I didn't wake you with all my racket out here."

"N-No," Jiyong replied formally, shaking his head as his feet came to a stop. "I didn't even know you were up."

"Okay good," Seunghyun said in relief. "If there is one thing worse than waking up, it is getting woken up by noises." Jiyong laughed a little in response, lowering his head in the process. "Oh, you can sit up here if you want," he added, walking over to the counter that made up the bar and pushing some stuff out of the way. "It's almost finished."

"Okay..." Jiyong said quietly as he picked up his feet again. He was hungry and as long as the food was free, he couldn't find a reason to oppose it. Maybe he'd stay for breakfast and then leave after that. So, he walked over to the bar before sitting in one of the high chairs.

"I hope eggs are alright," Seunghyun said, moving some from the steaming pan to a plate and then laying a fork on the edge of it. He then set that plate in front of Jiyong, a small noise coming out as the plate hit the granite countertop.

"This is fine, thanks," Jiyong said, glancing up at Seunghyun shyly. Seunghyun only gave him a faint smile before he turned back around and put his attention back on the stove. He watched the man as he gave himself the remainder of what was in the pan. Then, he cautiously picked up the fork and began to eat. "So, do you really live here all alone?" Jiyong asked after a few seconds of silence passed and after he had taken a bite of his food.  

"Yeah, I do," Seunghyun said as he finished pouring himself a cup of fresh coffee, the low of his back now pressed against the edge of the counter. "I have for almost a year now."

"Ah," Jiyong said in response, nodding and covering his mouth as he swallowed. "Don't you get lonely at all?"

"I have my moments, but I suppose it's been so long now that I barely notice it anymore," Seunghyun replied, crossing an arm over his chest and swallowing down a sip of coffee he had just taken. Jiyong hummed and nodded, glancing back down at the plate of eggs. Seunghyun was beginning to eat when he lifted his head back up and Jiyong stared at him for a moment. 

What was a man who didn't notice his own loneliness doing picking up a hooker? Or was this just one of his moments?

As Jiyong turned his head to the right, he saw a few pictures resting on a long table, along with some flowers and a small, polished clay dish that held some keys. One of the pictures had a man he recognized as Seunghyun and a woman.