Trash of the School

Isn't this China?

Knock, knock.

"Come in."

Screeeeeeeeech.

"Father."

The man who had been working since forever, who didn't even recall when the last time that no paperwork was on his desk was, looked up at his second son.

The barely fourteen year old teen looked worried, that would be a first for him. Even if he worried a lot, he didn't actually look worried. The very same teen had an urgent expression on his face now.

Having no other choice, the working man sighed and waved his hand for his son to enter and close the door behind him.

"What is it?"

"It's about hyung, look!"

Without further ado, the teen handed his phone to his father. His father received it carefully and let the video on it play. He didn't understand what his son meant at first, after all it were just two boys fighting with each other, until he spotted a certain person.

"Ah, Cale!"

His second son nodded at that statement.

"Yes father, it appears to be hyung."

The working man and father of three children finally looked up from the phone and instead stared at his son.

"What is this? Is he seeing someone from the Crossman family?"

The boy shrugged, not knowing better. His elder brother, respected hyung, had broken contact with all of his family. It wasn't just that he didn't accept their calls or texts, it appeared that he wanted to entirely cut himself off form them. It hurt his younger brother, Basen Henituse, and his younger sister, Lily Henituse, very much.

"It's Christmas soon, huh? Didn't Hans say that Beacrox left the mansion? And they aren't in Cale's apartment either... Could it be that my son is finally visiting his home alone?"

Deruth Henituse, Cale Henituse's father, had a very happy expression on his face. Basen who was watching his father shrugged, not knowing better. He couldn't tell what his brother could and could not do. For that, he didn't know him too well.

"Basen, was that it?"

Basen nodded and left the office of his father after bowing down. After all, he was currently in his father's office in the middle of Seoul and he had to follow his work etiquette.

After his son left, Deruth Henituse called in his secretary. After even his secretary left, he couldn't concentrate on his paperwork and instead looked out of the vast glass wall.

How could he not get excited if he was probably going to see his son very soon?

~

It was already evening and past eight o'clock that Cale finally woke up from his slumber. He had the window seat next to his boyfriend Alberu. And the isle-seat went to the reliable and incredibly loyal butler Ron Molan. His son was seated on the isle-seat next to his father, and like fate wanted, also next to a lovely-dovely couple.

The flight would still be two hours, even a little longer because of the aggressive snowstorm coming their way. Apparently, the flight got one whole hour longer. And not only that, but since about ten minutes ago the signs for the belt light up and the pilot told them about possible turbulences coming their way.

"Hm?"

Cale was still sleepy and leaned on his boyfriend's shoulder while he yawned. To Alberu that sight was his all and the blonde couldn't hide his smile while looking at Cale's incredible cuteness and innocence.