𝙃𝙪𝙜𝙨 - 𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙃𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙂𝙉𝘿𝙍 𝙉𝙏𝙍𝙇 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

seven

HOONI SAT ON HIS BED, looking up at the ceiling. 

He was thankful that [Y/N] was looking out for him, making sure that he would be safe. However, one thing continued to disturb him - the picture.

It seemed almost...scary. 

He thought the same thoughts over and over, wondering who the man in the photo was, why they were blocked out, and what did he do to become a faded memory? 

Hold on, what if I just...asked? 

Hooni sat up gathering his stuff. He had to go work, of course, but before that, he had a pit stop to make.

.  .  .

He knocked at the door of [Y/N]'s house, gripping his bag nervously. It was opened by [Y/N] themselves, making the boy Feel Special as he saw [Y/N] smile excitedly. "Oh, hi, Hooni! We were about to eat dinner, would you like to join?"

"Sure," he said, walking with [Y/N] into the house.

Hooni took a seat at the table. His eyes lit up as he smelled the amazing smell of [fav. food], which was soon overtaken by the more interesting scent of apple fritters. 

[A/N: i still love them things.]

"So Hooni, why are you here?" [Y/N] asked, putting a few dishes on the table. They took a seat next to Hooni, looking intently into his eyes. 

"Well, there was something I wanted to ask you," he began, turning away from [Y/N] for a moment. Do I really want to do this, he thought, even though they seemed so cold the last time I asked?

"I wanted to know, if...if..." He paused.

"...Hooni?"

"I wanted to know if you like, y'know, movies," he said with a sigh.

[Y/N] smiled. "I love movies! Which one's your favorite?" They asked, grinning broadly. 
"Well, there's this one that's in theaters soon," he began, inching his way towards [Y/N]'s hand, "and I was wondering if you wanted to see it," he said, softly holding [Y/N]'s warm hand. [Y/N] looked down, at their hands, squeezing Hooni's hand a little tighter. 

"I would love to," they said. "Now let's eat!"