"Your grades are looking better Jisung, keep it that way" I look to my father and nod.

Continued to eat my dinner with my head down "I wanted to make you aware that your mother and I will be going on a business trip this weekend, you will be home alone"

I look at him "All weekend?"

He nods "Yes, and depending on how things go we might stay until Monday"

Home alone? I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Yes, they took business trips often but no longer than a night, and sometimes it would only be one of them.

"Will you be fine alone?" My mom asks

"Y-Yes, I'll be okay"

She looks over at me and nods slowly "We will let you know if anything changes, tomorrow before we leave"

"Okay, may I be excused?" They nod, I stand up and walk out of the dining room.

I was about to walk upstairs when I stopped and looked at the door. Not really wanting to go up yet as I walk to the door and slip on my shoes.

I walk out of the door and walk to the place I haven't been to in years. I walked and the cold air roamed my body, I still had my sweater on but as the night grew colder it didn't help me much.

I spot the familiar park and walk to it, sitting on a swing and looking up to the sky. I inhale the cold air and close my eyes briefly.

My eyes snap open when I hear the sound of wood chips being stepped on behind me. I hesitantly peer over my shoulder.

"Boo!"

I flinch and Minho laughs loudly, sitting on the swing beside me. "I'm gonna kill you!"

He smiled "Oh yeah?"

I roll my eyes and look away from the boy. The swings creak as I sway slowly, not enough for my feet to leave the ground.

"Are you following me?" I look at him

"I should ask you that, I come here most nights"

I grew curious "Most nights?"

He nods "Yeah with some of my buddies". I look around "There not here anymore"

"Buddies? Like as in Damon-"

"No," He said instantly, "Other people, you wouldn't know them"

I slowly nod, looking away at the woods chips under us—my feet messing with them.

"They live in the next town over, we meet up here often"

"Why are you telling me all this?" I look at him, not really knowing why he felt comfortable telling me this.

He shrugs and finally, he looks away, "I don't know". The moonlight cast down on his sharp features as he continued "You just make it easy"

I felt my cheeks heat up and I look away, not knowing what to say. I never had a friend and I don't even know if I consider Minho a friend yet, we only just started talking to each other after years of knowledge of the other.

I grew curious as to why he has gone quiet, looking at him to see his head leaning on the chain of the swing with his eyes closed. He looked so ethereal.

"Are you tired?" My voice was gentle, not wanting to startle the male.

His eyes open and he looks at me, shaking his head "No, I just like how peaceful it is"

It was then I noticed how quiet it must be for him. He use to live in a big city where it is always loud with traffic, now in a small town where most people didn't even drive as you could get mostly anywhere by walking. Cars are more for the look here and used when it gets really cold.

I chuckle "You really like when it's quiet don't you?"

His eyes lightened up for some reason before he nods "I hear enough noise on a daily"

My eyebrows twitch, pulling together briefly as I wondered what he meant. I didn't want to sound noisy so I let it go, "Then a small town is perfect for you"

He was quiet and didn't react much but just looked at me. I swallowed nervously, hearing his curious voice "Your parents let you out at this time?"

I shake my head "I left without them knowing, but they won't realize"

"No? At least tell me you have your phone"

I shake my head "Nothing bad happens around here"

His eyes grew worried, seeming to not buy into that. It was true though, the town was small and everyone know everyone. Growing up I've never once heard about anything bad happening like killings or anything.

Minho looks around the empty park and back to me "Can I walk you home?". Walk me home? I wasn't sure how to feel about it. It didn't seem like he was asking but more like he wouldn't let me leave alone.

I nod hesitantly "Yeah, sure"

I stand up and he does the same, I start walking first and he follows me. "Do you live close?" I ask. For the first time, I started the conversation.

"Sorta"

I look over at him briefly as he looked at the big houses that he walked past. I bite my bottom lip nervously and look back ahead.

I cross my arms over my chest, the cold air made chills grow on my body. "Cold?"

I look at him and nod "Yeah, I don't live far so I'll be fine"

I continue to walk down the familiar neighborhood, Minho's hand goes in front of me—looking down to see him handing me his jacket.

I stop and shake my head, looking at him "No, it's okay. I live just up here and you have to walk home after"

"Just take it, I'm not cold" I look into his eyes and he gave me a small smile. I sigh and grab the jacket, putting it on. It fit a bit bigger on me than it did him and he let out a small chuckle. I look up at him "What?" I glare.

He tried to hide his smile as he shook his head "Nothing". I roll my eyes and turn away.

The rest of the way he was quiet and so was I. I stop in front of my house and he looks at it with big eyes, seeing his big catlike eyes glisten from the outside lights that were in front of my house.

"Wow, you really are loaded"

"Not me, my parents", my voice was emotionless.

He looks at me "Their money is yours"

I cross my arms "Not technically". He grew confused but I quickly spoke up again before he asked "Good night Minho".

I begin to take off his jacket which smelt so much like him. "Just give it to me tomorrow" I look at him and he starts walking backward away from me with a small smile.

"B-But—"

"See you tomorrow" He turns around and starts walking away from my house. I sigh, confused by his actions.

His figure disappeared as he turned the corner, I stood there for a second—looking at the corner before a small smile finds my lips.

I turn and walk up to the house, walking inside and noticing the lights still on.

"Jisung, where did you go at such a time?" I heard my mom's voice, turning my head to see her with her arms crossed.

"I-I went for a walk after dinner"

She looks me over "With a boy? Who was he?"

Fuck she saw, "Just someone I met at school". Don't mention names, please.

"School? Is he new here?"

I shake my head, "N-No"

"Well is he your friend?"

My throat felt dry and I felt my body heat up out of anxiety from all these questions. "I guess"

"You guess? Are you seeing him Jisung?" She questioned, a scared look on her face. I shake my head but before I could speak up she continued. "If your father found out—"

"I'm not! I—Were only friends mom, I promise"

She let out a breath of relief, her eyes grew sad and she walked up to me—her hand on my cheek as she spoke gently to me "Son, I'm your mom and I'm not dumb, but your father wouldn't allow this"

I look down "We're only friends mom"

Her hand leaves my face "I'm talking about your sexuality"

I refused to look at her as I felt tears well up in my eyes "I'm tired, may I go to bed now?"

She stood quiet for a few seconds before I felt her kiss my forehead softly "Yes, good night Jisung"

"Good night" I mumble, walking away and up the stairs.