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fifteen

sunghoon and sunoo where sitting in front of sunoo's house.

they where inside sunghoons car.

sunghoon could see the expression on sunoo's face.

the younger was scared to go in.

"do you want me to come in?" sunghoon asked.

"i- uh no it's- alright"

sunghoon nodded his head.

sunoo took a deep breath "i'll be back"

he got out of the car and walked to the door. when he reached for the knob he looked down at his hand.

it was shaking a lot.

sunoo looks back at the car before actually going in.

once he stepped in his house he could hear the tv running.

he had no luck avoiding his dad since the stairs where by the living room.

the only way he could make it past was if his dad was asleep.

sunoo slowly made his way to the stairs.

he saw his dad sitting on the couch. which he was awake.

so sunoo tried to be as nice as he could.

"hi dad." sunoo quietly said.

"didn't i tell you to leave my house."

"yeah- i just um- came to get my stuff, sorry if i'm bothering you. i'll leave right after." sunoo fiddled with his fingers.

his dad just scoffed.

with that sunoo went up to his room.

the boy got together as many things as he could. clothes, shoes, skin care, his laptop, etc.

he put it all into two of his backpacks.

sunoo went back downstairs and was making his way to the door.

"you know, you're the reason your mother is dead." his father spoke out.

sunoo froze in place.

"i-i'm sorry."

"you should be."

sunoo was about to continue walking.

"who brought you here." his dad said before he could get any farther.

sunoo gulped "my friend."

"not jungwon or niki?"

"n-no?"

"why don't you tell him to come in?"

sunoo nodded his head without turning around.

he pulled out his phone and messaged sunghoon on instagram.

not long after a knock was heard on the door.

sunoo was about to open it but his dad spoke, "i'll get it."

the man walked over to the door and opened it, revealing sunghoon.

sunghoon bowed to be polite.

"no need to bow, why don't you come in."

"alright." sunghoon said.

sunoo's dad made his way back to the couch with sunghoon and sunoo following behind.

"everyone can sit." he said pointing to the couch.

they all sat down. the atmosphere was uncomfortable for both sunghoon and sunoo.

"so what's your name?" sunoo's dad asked.

"it's sunghoon, park sunghoon."

"i've never heard of you."

"i- uh-"

"how long have you know my son?"

both boys looked at each other.

"3 weeks." sunghoon answered.

sunoo's dad nodded his head. they sat in silence for a few seconds.

"i recommend not sticking around sunoo." his dad simply said.

sunghoon face showed he was confused.

"he's a fucking gay."

sunoo's head hung low while sunghoon was shocked his dad could say such a thing like that.

"you're handsome, i don't want this gay to affect you. leave while you can. don't turn out like him."

sunghoons blood was boiling.

"he's the reason his mother is dead."

sunghoon had enough, he stood and walked right over to the man.

next thing you know, he was dragging sunoo out of the house by the wrist.

he grabbed sunoo's bags that where left on the floor on the way out.

they where both now sitting back in the car.

"sunghoon?" sunoo said.

"hm?"

"why did- you- punch him?"

"he deserved it" sunghoon shrugged his shoulders and continued "let's get out of here, i'll drive you to niki's"

"okay, and- uh sunghoon?"

"yes?"

"thank you for everything."