"You just deserve some place better than this," Kyong murmurs, half to himself. He likes Sungki a lot, okay? He deserves places as good as he is. And this place? Is definitely not.

He eats too, sitting cross legged on the creaky bed, watching Sungki eat and enjoying the sight of him looking so content and happy regardless of the surroundings... maybe that's why it bothers Kyong so much that Sungki doesn't even seem to think twice.