My Escape [huidawn]

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Hyojong opened his eyes slowly. He was confused and a bit drowsy. He turned his head to see Huitaek sleeping peacefully beside him, his arm around the boy's small waist. 

Hyojong was a bit confused, but then he remembered. 

"Shit," Hyojong swore under his breath. 

Hyojong moved Huitaek's arm carefully and got out of bed, trying his best not to wake the other. He opened the door and peeked his head through it, checking to see if his parents were around. He didn't see them so he snuck out of his room and made his way downstairs quietly. 

He was surprised when he saw his father sleeping on the couch. 

Hyojong rolled his eyes before going over to his father, sitting on the coffee table in front of him.

He looked at his sleeping father who looked terrible. 

His father opened his eyes and was surprised to see Hyojong staring at him with upset eyes. 

"Hey kid, what are you doing up?" his father asked him. 

"Did she find out?" Hyojong asked. 

His father let out a sigh. 

"No, it was just an argument for why I came home late," he answered, sitting up on the couch. 

Hyojong just looked at his father with a bit of disgust. He got up from the coffee table and went into the kitchen, grabbing some cookies from the cupboard and going back to his room where Huitaek was still sleeping. 

Hyojong rolled his eyes and shook Huitaek's leg aggressively. 

"Wake up," Hyojong said with irritation. 

Huitaek groaned a bit and met eyes with Hyojong smiling slightly. 

Hyojong's heart stopped but he shook the feeling off.

"Get out," Hyojong said rather sternly. 

Huitaek looked at Hyojong was confusion, sitting up from the bed. 

"What?" Huitaek questioned with a head tilt. 

"You heard me, get out of my house," Hyojong said to him. "It was nice that you helped me out yesterday but now I want you out."

Huitaek got up from the bed and went over to Hyojong but he just backed away from Huitaek. 

"Last night you said you loved me," Huitaek said looking at Hyojong who was looking down. 

"I was high Hui what do you expect," Hyojong told him. 

Huitaek let out a small sigh. 

"Whatever," Huitaek said with a little anger. "I heard your parents arguing last night."

Hyojong just looked at Huitaek with a bit of confusion on why he even brought that up. 

"They fight all the time, who cares, just hurry up and leave," Hyojong said to him with a bit more anger. 

"Fine, I'm leaving," Huitaek said to him and left the room. 

Hyojong felt the lump in his throat grow as he tried not to cry, but tears slipped from his eyes as he broke down. 

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Huitaek left the house angrily. He didn't understand why Hyojong was being so rude again. Maybe that's just how he was when he was sober. That made Huitaek sad to think, but he couldn't help think it was true. 

Before he knew it, he was in front of Jinho's house, knocking on the door. 

The small boy answered, his hair messy, a t-shirt that was way too big for him was falling off one shoulder, a sleepy expression on his face and the dark spots on his neck indicated that his night was long and fun.