Chapter 11: do you see all the pretty stars too?

wooyoung had to blink twice, maybe more. were his eyes really working? was he really in space right now? he felt like crying right there and then. and he did, warm tears spilling on his cheeks as he watched the scenery through the window in awe. yeosang had walked next to wooyoung, turning his head towards himself so he could wipe the tears off his face.

"don't cry, wooyoung." yeosang smiled. "I know you love space and all, but it's not worth it to spill your tears for it." he continued. wooyoung smiled through his tears and wrapped his arms around yeosang's neck, hugging him for the first time. yeosang was a little surprised by this, of course, but he thought the younger was absolutely adorable.

"how can you get used to this... all this?" wooyoung sobbed a little and looked at yeosang. "is it because you live here?"

"I guess so." yeosang shrugged. "I thought earth was pretty cool when I got there."

"It's pretty lame thought..." wooyoung giggled.

"well, you lived on earth, that's why." yeosang chuckled.

"I guess so..." wooyoung mumbled. "by the way, when will we arrive at our destination?" he looked at yeosang again. yeosang thought for a while before answering.

"about an hour or two I guess." yeosang tilted his head in thought. "do you want to eat something while we wait?" he asked, receiving a quick nod from wooyoung. "alright, this way." yeosang voiced and stood up with wooyoung.

they opened the door to the hallway. wooyoung followed yeosang to another room, a kitchen, to be exact. wooyoung had already been there when he was looking for yeosang, but he didn't really have time to look around.

the kitchen was huge for one person. wooyoung thought if there was someone else living here too, but he figured out he would ask yeosang later about that. "this kitchen is really big, wow." wooyoung looked around with his mouth open. yeosang laughed and opened the fridge, cringing a little how low he was on food.

"uh, I don't really have that much to eat." yeosang laughed nervously. "is ramen okay with you?" he looked at wooyoung, who was looking through every drawer and cupboard there was in the room. "wooyoung?"

"oh, right, yeah." wooyoung nodded. "ramen sounds good."