Kopi Factory ;Huiwon

cup twenty-eight.

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      Shinwon led him to the church. Hand in hand was a cappucino that shinwon had found out was hui's favorite, now in a large light yellow cup.

It was a good sunday morning.

'You know, its been years since I went to the church. I forgot it was this calm.' Hui proclaimed as they stood infront the candle light.

Red, orange and bright with its flickers. Hui was reaching to touch it, shinwon had to hold his hands to stop him.

'What are you doing? Dont your mom teach you to not play with fire.'

Hui only looked up as the man before him took hostage of his hands. Hui doesnt have a mom. Never had a parent.

Shinwon kissed his forehead.

His eyes told him what it wanted to tell.