My Escape [huidawn]

6-junk

Hyojong opened his eyes to see nothing but blackness around him. He was floating in nothing. He looked around frantically to try and see if he could spot anything.

He looked and looked but he couldn't see anything, but then something appeared.

It was glowing red eyes.

Hyojong tried to get away from it but he couldn't move, he could only turn. He was frozen in time as the eyes added a yellowish smile to them.

The boy didn't know what to do, he just watched in fear as the monster started to become more clear. It started to creep closer to him. Hyojong just closed his eyes tightly as he felt the claws of the monster wrap around him. He was sure he was going to be dead, but then he opened his eyes, and he was safe in bed, but not his bed, someone else's bed.

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"What is wrong with you Jinho?" Huitaek asked getting the nervous boy some water. "And when did you do this?"

"It was today," Jinho said.

"Okay, explain what happened," Huitaek said as he handed Jinho the water and sat on the couch next to him.

"Okay, so Hyunggu invited me over and I didn't know that Hongseok and Wooseok would be there, but when I got there they were. We started to just chill and stuff and then Hyunggu was like, hey guys what base have you been to in a relationship and I was like oh I've never even had my first kiss so then Wooseok was like I'll give you your first kiss and then we kissed and it was amazing, and then Hongseok was like I can give you your second kiss and then I kissed him and then I started making out with the two and it just escalated from there," Jinho tried to explain.

"Wait, did Hyunggu just watch?" Huitaek asked with a head tilt.

"Um, yeah? I think so, I don't really remember too well," Jinho said looking down with a confused look.

"Jinho, how don't you remember?"

"I'm sorry, the moment was so heated I totally forgot about Hyunggu," Jinho whined. "Do you think this is a prank?"

"Hey, no I don't think-"

"But I've seen so many movies where someone ruins a girls life by spreading rumors that she's a hoe and her nudes get spread then videos and and and-"

Huitaek grabbed Jinho's arms making him stop his talking.

"Relax, they're my friends too, they wouldn't do that," Huitaek reassured.

Jinho let out a sigh.

"Hui," a small voice was heard from upstairs.

"Wait here," Hyojong told Jinho as he ran up the stairs.

He opened the door to see Hyojong to the bed with his knees to his chest. He was rocking back and forth with fear in his eyes. 

"Hyojong are you okay?" Huitaek asked as he came into the room and went over to the boy. 

Hyojong got up quickly and fell into Huitaek's arms. 

"I thought you wouldn't leave," Hyojong said his voice shaky still. 

"I'm sorry, I had to get the door," Huitaek answered realizing how dependent Hyojong can be. 

"I was so scared," Hyojong said trying to calm down.

Hyojong's grip started to loosen a bit as he slowly back away from Huitaek. He still looked exhausted.

Suddenly Hyojong's phone started to ring. He backed away from Huitaek and took his phone from his pocket. He almost dropped it when he saw who was calling. His hand started to shake not sure if he should answer it or not. 

"Who is it?" Huitaek asked with a bit of concern in his voice. 

"It's Ilhoon," Hyojong said as he slowly slid the answer button and placed the phone to his ear. 

"You were right, you didn't have my shit, but I took half of your weed for making me come all the way over here," Ilhoon said over the phone. It was so quiet in the room that Huitaek could hear him over the other line.

"Okay," Hyojong said sounding uneasy. He was upset, knowing he wanted to get high after this whole mess, but he was too scared to argue with Ilhoon. 

"You know I think we should try again with our relationship. Coming to your house made me remember all the times we were together," Illhoon said with a small sigh. "I'm sorry about everything, sometimes I just get a little upset is all."

Hyojong didn't know how to respond. Sometimes Illhoon could be such a sweet guy and other times he was fucking hell.

"How about this, meet me at our spot and if you come we can talk."

"Okay."

"Okay."

Click

Hyojong put the phone down and let out a sigh.

"What was that all about?" Huitaek asked awkwardly.

"He wants to get back together," Hyojong said, gliding his fingers through his blonde hair.

Huitaek just looked down sadly.

"Are you going to?" He asked.

"I don't know," Hyojong responded.

"What?!"

Huitaek and Hyojong both looked over to see a very surprised Jinho.

"Jinho, I told you to wait downstairs," Huitaek said, getting off the bed quickly.

"I got bored," Jinho said his eyes still wide.

Huitaek pushed Jinho out of the room and closed the door behind him.

"Why is Kim Hyojong in your room?" Jinho whispered.

"Because he needed help," Huitaek replied in a whisper voice as well.

"After everyone told you not to get involved?"

"I couldn't just leave him on the street."

"How long has he been here?"

"A few hours."

Jinho stopped and just looked at Huitaek with a displeased expression.

"Look, if you don't like it, just run off to Hongseok and Wooseok, maybe they'll dick you down again."

Jinho's eyebrows furrowed as he started to get upset.

"You just want me to leave cause you want to fuck Hyojong."

"Why? You jealous?" Huitaek questioned with a smug look on his face.

"At least I'm not a virgin anymore," Jinho said back, starting to feel more sad than angry.

"At least I won't lose my virginity in a three-way."

"You're a fucking dick Huitaek," Jinho practically yelled before running down the stairs and out of the house.

Huitaek looked down, regretting everything he said to the boy. He shook it off and went back into his room where Hyojong was laying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Huitaek let out a sigh before laying down next to Hyojong.

"I'm sorry about your friend," Hyojong said softly.

"It's okay. He'll be back," Huitaek responded.

Hyojong turned on his side to face Huitaek better, Huitaek simply turning his head. They locked eyes for a moment Huitaek's heart started to increase. Before Huitaek could realize, Hyojong had placed his lips against Huitaek's delicately. It felt like every little worry, every little thing that had been bothering Hyojong went into that kiss. Hyojong let go and backed away locking eyes with Huitaek once again. 

"Thank you," Hyojong said with a small smile, Huitaek just giving the boy a confused look. "For keeping me on the ground."