"Put your coat on Bomie , it's too cold outside for you."
The male spoke softly as he zipped up the black jacket around the others small frame. The boy with puffy cheeks sat on the edge of the bed, watching the others large hands pull the zipper slowly up to the top.
"Let's change your bandages out too while we're at it." He spoke with so much care in his voice, moving slow while he grabbed Beomgyus ankle, undoing the white wrap.
A frown soon appeared on the elders face while he studied the bruised coloring on it. "Does the weed help sooth the pain any?"
Even though he didn't want to admit it, Beomgyu nodded a few times. He could hardly feel any pain when he was high.
"Do you want to take a little more before we go then?"
The boy sat beneath Beomgyu, holding his foot gracefully in his hand. He looked up through his bangs, locking their eyes while he waited on a response.
"Yes please."
Smiles were sent back to him while he re wrapped his sprained ankle. Then, he gently pressed his lips on top of it. From there he stood up, handing Beomgyu the bong once more and lighting it up.
Smoke escape both his nostrils and lips, clouding the air around them, blocking his vision of the other. He only took one hit this time.
"Alright, let's go."
The other held his hand out and hesitantly Beomgyu took it, now letting the other lead him away.
When they opened the door, red spread to Beomgyus ears and nose as snow fell onto his face.
He breathed deeply in, looking his head up into the night sky. He felt alone as he dropped the others hand and instead took the first step out of prison on his own.
The sound of the thick snow crunched from under his weight. He reached both his hands out, standing still for a moment while the snow flakes made their way into his palm. His pupils were wide and a smile was on his lips. The color of the snowflakes entranced him as he stared to his hands that where cuffed.
The one who was standing slightly head looked back towards him. There was a gaze of remorse worn on his own face, a smile but curved brows.
"Come on Gyu, let's get you in the warm car."
He held his hand out towards him once more. Beomgyu watched the snow melt in his hands for only a moment longer before he as well latched his hold. From there he took grater steps, watching the males back as they faded further away from the motel.
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The seat warmers where on, and he had taken his shoes off letting his toes be exposed to the heat. He sat buckled up while gazing out the tinted window.
The street lights they passed by where memorizing.
He was feeling tingles with in him, like their should be sadness there but strangely enough it was replaced with comfort. He felt euphoric while in this long car ride.
He could feel the gaze of the other staring him down, and so he finally took his eyes off the snow from the window and now faced the other.
When he looked back, his eyes met with the color of blue.
He finally saw Yeonjun.
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"Where here."
The boy furrowed his brows while his eyes opened. He took time in sitting up, not realizing he had fallen asleep.
'Mmmh~" He rubbed the sleepy out of his eyes while looking around.

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Dandelions | Yeongyu
Fiksi PenggemarWhen a dandelion dies it's feathers blow with the wind and leaves it's flower behind. We as people have to decide when it's the right time to leave. For Beomgyu and Yeonjun their fate isn't supposed to have a happy ending, but will they chose to...