jaebum's pov:
i gave a knock on the door. i did not know what to expect, but no one opened the door. was there anyone in there. i decided to take a chance and slowly opened the door. it surprised me what i saw. it was a white room that had been completely redecorated.
something hit me on the back of the head lightly. i looked down at the floor to see a small bag of chips. then i started to get pelted with more snacks.
"who are you?" a boys voice asked
"well, i would answer, but the chips are kinda distracting," i said
"oh! sorry," he apologized
i turned around to see a boy behind me with a bunch of chips in his hand. he looked a little bit younger than me and was cute,
"what is this?" i asked
i didn't ask why he was sobbing earlier seeing that he probably didn't want to tell me.
"it's my secret hiding place, i go here everyday because of," he paused for a moment and then finished his sentence "reasons,"
i had an idea that he didn't want to talk about it so i didn't pry. this place had really been redecorated. had he done all of this?
"did you redecorate this place?" i ask
"yep! it took me a while, but i am glad it turned out nicely. i found this place about a couple months ago," he admits
"so what is your name? my name is youngjae!" he asks
"i'm jaebum," i answer
"since we officially know each other would you like to stay? i have a lot of snacks and drinks so you won't have to worry. there is also a working bathroom in the room on the left!" he tells me
"i would love to stay youngjae," i tell him
what was that red mark on his cheek from?
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youngjae's pov:
i finally have made my first friend!
i didn't want to tell him yet about my family yet since we didn't know each other that well yet. well, at least i won't be so lonely anymore.
i could tell my eyes were probably still red from me crying. my face still stung from the slap also, but i was hoping it wasn't that noticeable.
we sat on my tent like bed, ate snacks, and talked to each other. it was basically like a sleep over. i told him if he wanted to he could come over here anytime he wanted seeing that i was here a lot so he wouldn't be lonely. he smiled at me and told me he would come over a lot because of certain things. he didn't really get specific about the certain things, but i didn't mind since i didn't tell him about my troubles to.
i still couldn't keep my mind from wondering
'what were his troubles?'
