What is he doing?

The second wonder crosses Soobin's mind when he sees Beomgyu laying outside in the complete darkness of the night, arms and legs stretched, no shirt on his body, looking up at the stars. He doesn't move at all. As Soobin watches from his bedroom window, his curiosity only grows unbearable.

It's late enough for Soobin to get into trouble, but something about the cold draft that comes through his window every so often tells him to force Beomgyu back inside. Soobin makes his way down the stairs, and once he reaches the final step, he grabs his jacket from the coat hanger by the door and walks outside. Soobin's right; it's cold, too cold to be laying in the grass with no sort of coverage.

As Soobin slowly walks across the street, he hugs himself to keep warm. His nose already feels stuffy and his ears red from the chill. Not only does the cold air make him shiver, but the pure and utter silence that envelopes the atmosphere around him is rather frightening.

"Beomgyu?" Soobin says. His voice is piercing in the silence of the night. Beomgyu doesn't move for a moment, until he finally lifts himself up on his forearms. "Are you okay?"

Beomgyu shifts in his spot, looking over at Soobin. He can tell Beomgyu's in a daze, and Soobin suspects he's intoxicated somehow, maybe high, especially after he coughs a few times.

"I had an argument with my dad. I came out here to get some air. Sorry if I worried you," Beomgyu explains. Soobin purses his lips, then sits down next to him.

"It's okay, I just noticed from my window. You looked pretty comfortable." Soobin and Beomgyu both chuckle.

"Yeah, I used to do this back home too. My dad and I aren't necessarily best friends."

Soobin feels awkward, immediately being dished out to. However, he also feels comfortable sitting there with Beomgyu. Even considering the fact that Soobin can barely see his face, the sound of his gritty voice in the dense air brings him a sense of safety.

"I'm sorry to hear," Soobin says.

"It's okay. You should try it sometime—just going outside and staring at the sky. It's best at night, there's no cars or screaming children or anything." Beomgyu looks up as he speaks, setting his eye on the Orion's belt constellation in the sky above them. "See the three dots there? That's Orion," Beomgyu explains. "You learn a lot about the universe when you stare at it all the time."

Soobin chuckles, looking up to where Beomgyu points. He clearly sees what Beomgyu is referencing—it's just about the only form that makes sense in the endless mixture of stars and planets and galaxies.

"I see it," Soobin says quietly. Beomgyu smiles at him, and Soobin smiles back, then they both look up again.

Soobin wonders what's up there, if it really is just particles of dust, being born and dying in just seconds, or if there was some lost form of life out there.

"You think there's anything else out there?" Soobin asks. "Like, life, I guess."

Soobin immediately regrets the question, realizing it's way too deep and philosophical for his first real conversation with Beomgyu; but Beomgyu's already looking at Soobin deeply.

"No," Beomgyu answers. "Even if there is, it doesn't concern us as of right now. So I just ignore it."

Soobin nods, and Beomgyu looks back up. Soobin knows then, he's lying. He knows there's something else out there.

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