I jumped, and turned around.

«Hi» he said

It was Hyunjin.

I could hear my own heartbeat speeding up as I gazed over at him. My eyes followed his figure all the way from his hair down to his feet. He looked beautiful.

His hair was tucked behind his ears, and he was wearing an olive green hoodie with a jacket over. Black jeans, and brown shoes. He smiled at me, and I noticed how he gazed at me as well.

I suddenly remembered how pathetic I looked. No makeup, red flushed nose, thin layer of clothes, and messy hair. I felt embarrassed, and quickly faced my head downwards.

"Hi, again" he said, adding a little giggle

He definitely noticed how I speechlessly stared at him.

"Hi" I quivered

He walked around the bench to sit down next to me. My heart pounded insanely hard. I didn't want to make eye contact with him.

"Oh wow, you must be freezing" he said surprised

"I'm ok" I muttered, but even my voice was freezing.

"Here, take my jacket" he said, before handing it over to me.

An instant wave of butterflies spread through my body. Fuck, I was so in love with him.

"Thanks" I said

I put it on, and we sat in silence for a couple seconds.

"So, what's going on?" He asked

I noticed that he was looking at me in my side eye. I didn't dare to look back at him.

It felt like my brain had died. I had no clue how to tell him. This was the first time we met after the camp, and I had to ruin it. I had to tell him the worst possible news, while looking my worst possible self.

I opened my mouth, and got ready to start talking when I felt his hand stroke over my back.

Don't cry

Don't cry

Don't cry.

I took a deep breath, trying to manipulate myself into thinking it wasn't a huge deal.

I cleared my throat.

"I had dinner with my family today" I started

I had told him earlier that family was coming over, but I decided to recap it all. He kept staring at me, making me feel even more nervous.

-"You sent me a couple messages while we were eating" I continued -"and dad heard"

I took another deep breath to avoid tears pouring down.

-"he confronted me and forced me to read them out loud"

I noticed Hyunjin's hand stopped stroking me.

-"I lied about the messages, but he grabbed my phone out my hand and read them all" My voice cracked

I had more to tell him, but I decided to wait for some kind of answer first.

My head was still facing down. It was better that way.

"Shit" he mumbled

I sniffed, and put my right hand on my forehead.

"I'm kicked out" I finished

We both went quiet for a long time. His stroking had stopped, and my eyes were slowly filling up with tears again.

I imagined him telling me the worst stuff. That he was disappointed in me, and wanted to break up. Or that he felt it was for the better.

"I'm so sorry" he bursted out all of a sudden

I finally turned my head to look at him. He seemed genuinely sad.

Why was he apologizing?

He clung onto my shoulders, and hid my head in his chest.

"I shouldn't have sent you those messages while you were having dinner" he apologized

My brain stopped braining for a second. Was he blaming himself?

"What??" I belted

"Please don't leave me" he begged

I got more confused by the second. As if it wasn't hard enough not to focus on being pressed against his chest.

"I won't leave you. Why would I?" I asked concerned

"You're kicked out of your own house because of my messages" he muttered

He misunderstood everything

"Hyunjin, this is my fault, not yours" I explained -"I failed to keep us a secret"

He let go of my shoulders, and lifted my face to get a better look at it. I preferred being pressed against him tho. He smelled really nice, and I had missed his cologne. But I could deal with staring at his face.

"It's not your fault Felix" he told me

I couldn't say anything else than "What?"

"You must feel awful" he said, stroking his thumb on my left cheek.

The look on his face was very comforting. It reminded me of some other time, but I couldn't decipher when.

I glared down at his lips. I wanted to say fuck it, and just kiss him like this, but anyone could've seen us.

"How long are you kicked out for?" He asked, still stroking my cheek.

I struggled to talk with his face this near me. I forgot how beautiful he was.

"I don't know" I replied

My voice was small

"Come home with me" he said certainly

He said it as if there weren't any other options or choices.

"But.." I mumbled -"your parents"

"We'll just make up a lie" he said confidently

"Are you sure?" I questioned

He nodded

"Do you think I could stay the night?" I asked

"Yeah, maybe even two"