"so will we be doing the project at your place again?"
"oh yeah about that.
my parents actually sent some furniture from my old room here,
and it would be very noisy.
i don't think we can study, write and complete the project at my place today.
i'm really sorry that i didn't mention it beforehand."
doyoung genuinely looked sorry, and both jaehyun and taeyong sighed internally, feeling ashamed that they are taking him to such a hideous place which they called 'home.'
they were ashamed that doyoung, who by the looks of it was from a rich family, would have to spend 3 or more hours in a small and suffocating room, with no actual bed but just a single mattress.
as far as both remembered they didn't have any food at home to serve him too.
they just hoped that this wouldn't make doyoung hate them as they weren't up to his standard.
jaehyun and taeyong didn't come to school on their bike today, and due to that, the three had to walk to their house.
it was a 20 minute walk away.
jaehyun could see doyoung was getting scared as they entered into the neighborhood, no lights on and bikers with bottles and cigarettes in their hands.
one of them whistled at doyoung, and that made the other two glare at him, until he looked away.
doyoung was walking in between jaehyun and taeyong, and the way the middle one's hands were shaking didn't go unnoticed by the two.
taeyong's hands were itching to hold him, and the boy, who couldn't take it anymore, took doyoung's small and soft hand into his own, squeezing it to comfort him.
"don't look at them. we're here for you doyoung."
taeyong said, looking straight ahead, and didn't see doyoung smiling at him gratefully.
reaching their desired place, taeyong took the key out carefully from his pocket, eyeing doyoung who was looking at the place around.
he opened the door, the smell of stale food drifting into their noses, and jaehyun closed his eyes tightly, while taeyong winced internally.
"so yeah, this is our place.
we're sorry if you don't like it-"
he continued, chuckling nervously.
"what? no guys. i never said i liked it.
i actually do like it."
he exclaimed with a small smile,
ignoring the way both taeyong and jaehyun looked at him open mouths and surprised expressions.
"woah! this is my favorite flower taeyong."
the boy said, carefully holding up the small wooden vase with small and beautiful purple flowers.
