"lucas.. im confused.." jungwoo pouted, as he sat down on a pillow.
"why's that?" lucas asked, perching down beside him.
"i-its okay for me to feel the same about boys as i do with girls, right?" he asked quietly, playing with the fluff on the pillow.
lucas nodded with a smile, "yes woo, thats completely okay. why'd you ask?"
jungwoo played with his thumbs anxiously, "i think i like a boy.."
lucas nodded along, "jungwoo, thats okay. boys can like boys and girls can like girls."
"i like b-both though.." he pouted, "doesnt that make me too selfish?"
lucas laughed, shaking his head, "no, you could be bisexual?"
"whats that?"
"when you like both, boys and girls"
jungwoo smiled lightly, nodding. lucas sat back, putting his arm around jungwoo.
"tell me, what does this boy look like?"
jungwoo thought for a moment. "he's really pretty, tall, and he has the prettiest eyes. he makes me feel... red."
"is that love?"
"the feeling of love, yes."
jungwoo smiled up at lucas, as he sucked on the lollipop. he couldnt tell him that the person he was describing...
was him.
"is it.. weird?" jungwoo asked, looking back down at his hands.
"not at all!" lucas told him, "wanna know something?"
jungwoo nodded eagerly, putting his knees up to his chest.
"i like boys.."
"and girls?"
"nah, just boys." lucas laughed, sitting up.
"thats cool," jungwoo grinned excitedly, "how long have you known?"
"since i was around 14."
"five years?!" jungwoo said, shocked.
with a small laugh, lucas nodded.
jungwoo focussed his eyes on the vase of roses on his desk. he was daydreaming. the two sat in silence as jungwoo thought.
"you okay?"
"i-yeah, just thinking," jungwoo smiled, snapping back into reality.
"well, just know that im here for you if you ever need to talk to someone, yeah?"
jungwoo nodded, laying onto lucas' arm. lucas smiled at the boy, using his free hand to ruffle his hair lightly. jungwoo's heart fluttered.
-
"is mom okay?" jungwoo asked, as doyoung rubbed his aunt's back. she was hunched over the toilet, and it was evident she had thrown up.
doyoung turned around, nodding with a smile as he held her hair back.
jungwoo frowned. he hated seeing his mom like this, however he didnt know how to deal with it. he stood at the door watching as doyoung gave her water.
"jungwoo, go get dressed for bed.." doyoung told him, to which he nodded. doyoung had been a father figure to him ever since his dad passed away a few years ago, despite only being two years older than him. he was really grateful for him.
he slipped on his puppy pyjamas that lucas had bought him a few months ago and ran down to the kitchen. he made himself a hot chocolate before going back up to his bedroom.
-
"jungwoo? are you asleep?" doyoung asked from the other side of the door. jungwoo shook his head, but then realising doyoung couldnt see him.
"no, come in." he answered, with a small smile.
doyoung sat on the edge of jungwoo's bed, as jungwoo sat up with his head against the bed frame.
"listen, woo, your mom is ill. you really need to take care of her," doyoung explained, "if she's sick again in the next few days, call me, okay?"
jungwoo nodded, slightly worried.
"is she going to be okay?"
"yes, dont worry," doyoung smiled, moving closer to jungwoo and hugging him tightly.
jungwoo smiled as doyoung rested his head on his shoulder.
"get a good sleep okay? im going home," doyoung said, kissing jungwoo on the cheek, "i'm coming over in two days to see if you're both okay."
"okay, thank you! good night doyoungie!" jungwoo waved as doyoung left his room.
"sleep tight!"
