mute ; junhao

EIGHT

Completely confused, Minghao looked behind the bigger one, while in his mind there was total chaos.
What had this embrace been for and why the hell had he liked it?

He was never like that, normally he was averse to physical contact, but with Junhui it was different and he couldn't explain the reason himself.

As it slowly got dark, he went home and dropped onto the sofa completely finished. He didn't know what to do at the moment, but he had his best friend, whom he could always ask for help, like last time.

Minghao
I need your help

Joshua
What's that?

Minghao
Junhui and I were in the park today and...

Joshua
???

Minghao
Well, he touched me and hugged me and I kind of liked it, but I felt so weird

Joshua
How did you feel?

Minghao
There was this tingling and such a strange feeling in the stomach

Joshua
Aww Minghao is about to fall in love!

Minghao
That can't be, you're crazy

Joshua
What's the matter with you? It's obvious to me

Deliberately Minghao did not answer anymore, because he could not, no he did not want to believe Joshua.

He couldn't start to love Junhui, that was crazy, even though he didn't look bad and was quite nice and it was cute how he wanted to protect him...Stop!
How did he think about the older one?

Deeply sighing he stood up and took the picture of the cupboard which Junhui had already held in his hand.
With the picture in his hand, he sat down again and looked at it for a while.

Light as a feather, the Chinese drove his finger over the spot where the girl was pictured.

If he could, he would ask her for help, but it didn't work.
She was gone and would never come back...