third person pov
benji walked around the house slowly sliding his finger along the wall, he peered at the polaroids that hung around the cozy space.
the house was neat and clean, it wasn't to big but it wasn't to small
the house had a small loft with a bed, it had a bathroom and small kitchen as well as a living room and a flat screen tv
'you live here alone?' benji found himself asking
'um yeah' the shy boy replies
'you always allow strangers inside?' benji asks again
the smaller chuckles 'usually no, not really. people scare me' he admits admits
'you didn't seem to scared of me?' benji questions
'you just seem different' the younger shrugs
'how old are you?' benji questions the smaller boy
'18' the blonde says
'how long have you been alone?' benji asks
'since i was 15, my parents left and never returned' the shy boy says sadly, even he couldn't figure out why
'oh my, i am so sorry for bringing it up' benji instantly walked to the smaller and rubbed his back
'you really don't have to, heck i don't even know your name' the smaller admits beginning to let the hot tears slide down his pink cheeks
'my names benji, what's yours?' benji speaks slowly and softly earning a nod from the younger
'i-i'm jor-jorge' the boy now known as jorge hiccups mid-sentence and mentally cringes at himself
'don't worry, i know we just met but i'm here and i promise that' benji says grimacing at how unintentionally cheesy his sentence was. benji continued to whisper nothings to the fragile boy for a while, neither knowing what to say.
jorge felt extremely vulnerable and he hated it.
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