𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇

#.. FORTY-SIX

dinner with matt was the most uncomfortable thing. he kept asking questions, obviously wanting to get to know his son.

"are you in a relationship?" was the question that made both him and his mother freeze.

"ye-" "he's not" his mom quickly interrupted him, glaring at hyeongjun. but that didn't intimidate him.

"i am. his name is jooyeon, he's the one for me. i'm heartbroken to be separated from him."

matt's eyes widened. "so you're gay?" hyeongjun nodded, without a shame.

glancing at his mother, she seemed angry. but that no longer intimidated him. "i am, yes."

matt's brows furrowed. "well, if that's what you prefer. i could tell you were a sissy just from your hair."

"sexuality is partially genetics. and you're my dad, no?"

the whole house fell silent. matt seemed angry, his mother was surprised.

it was just hyeongjun who continued to eat like nothing happened. "i'll put the meat back. i told you that i'm vegetarian, mom."

walking back to the kitchen, hyeongjun just put down his plate, before walking upstairs towards his room. there was no way he'd return there voluntarily.

looking at his guitar he just carefully laid on his couch, he sighed. he might as well really start to practise.

warming his fingers up by playing a few scales, someone entered his room again - matt.

"listen, kid, i'm sorry we had a rough start" he started. hyeongjun just rolled his eyes, putting his guitar back in his place.

the man offered them to sit down on hyeongjun's bed, the teen sitting on the edge of his bed as he didn't want to be close to him.

it was awkward, hyeongjun didn't even know he had an attitude like that. seems like it only comes out when he's unsatisfied.

"i know it must be hard for you. leaving your boyfriend and your friends behind. must be terrible."

matt shuffled closer, hyeongjun shuffled away. "and your point is...?"

"my point is, i don't want to make this any harder for you. especially because your mother and i are contemplating about moving together.

we'll see each other daily, i don't want to be your enemy."

his hand laid on hyeongjun's thigh, the boy froze. "matt-" he stammered, surprised that the man's hand landed on his mouth, covering it to keep him from talking.

"i just want us to be close, that's it."

the hand on his thigh wandered upwards, stopping on hyeongjun's crotch. with a disgusted mewl, the boy tried to push him away, relieved as the hand on his mouth moved away.

just as he was about to scream for his mom, he was pressed against the mattress by his throat, cutting off his ability to speak or breathe.

"mom-" hyeongjun gasped silently, his hands trying to remove matt in vain. tears instantly filled his eyes, his body trembling underneath his touch, trying to get away.

yet he was caged by matt, who continued groping around, grinning down on hyeongjun, who started to panic.

"what? you don't want to bond with me?" he asked, dramatically sad as he laughed, seeing the fear in the teen's eyes.

hyeongjun's hands reached out to his nightstand, grabbing onto his alarm clock before smashing it on matt's head, the latter collapsing on top of him.

he was unconscious. with adrenaline rushing in his veins, he pushed the man away from him as he ran out of the room, searching for his mother.