Just Tired, Really (1/1)

"So what happened?"Suho is in a house right now. A real big house, with expensive-looking stuffs everywhere."Kid?"Suho looks to the man. His gaze is really strong on him. Suho gulps."Hey, kid, can you talk?"Suho coughs. The man looks worried, "A-Are you alright?" he says while putting his big hand on Suho's back. he palms his back. Somehow, Suho feels relaxed under his touch."I-I'm sorry..." Suho starts, "I just, got traumatic over something,"The man smiles, "Man, don't be like that. What's trauma? Don't fooled yourself like that...""I'm not fooling myself!"The man seems surprised to see Suho's reaction. Suho quickly glances away from him."I'm sorry...""So what's the problem?"The man's question makes Suho feel so insecure. He wants to cry immediately, but he assures himself that crying in front of someone else isn't solving problem.Especially if that someone is a stranger."I..." he sounds startled, "I got r-raped, t-two days ago..."Silence. Suho knew it already since the very first time, this reaction would come from people whom he told his problem to. His uncle and aunt also did the same, but luckily they still love him no matter what happened."So... that's the thing?"Suho widens his eyes, "You mean?""I mean, that's the reason why you screamed to me when I came to you at the park?""Y-Yes...""Boy, that's not even a problem. Seriously," the man says."What do you mean that's not even a problem? I just got raped! I got raped by some ridiculous men at a secluded park! Two days ago! And I'm not even gay! And they called me faggot! And they... t-they said that Korean men are faggots! That's not even a problem you said, huh?!"Suho is really angry. His chest is heaving, up and down. His face becomes so red because of the man's answer."Do you even understand me?" the man calmly says.Suho punches him on his chest, "Fuck you! You are the one who doesn't understand me! Fuck you, fuck everyone!"He keeps punching him allover his body, when suddenly..."Do not let yourself down just because of that thing," Suho stops hitting him. He looks up to meet the man's piercing blue eyes."I-I g-got raped... I-I'm a mess, I-I'm so dirty..." Suho cries."Hey, kid, listen..."The man hugs him. He circles his arms around Suho's waist. Suho leans himself to the man. He cries on his chest."I have experienced many things, many things, that probably worst than you had experienced. You got raped, at least you still alive now. Me? I almost killed by cars, trucks, ships, even those freaking anoying planes...."Suho sobs. To his surprise, the man sets him so he can see Suho's face. They're facing each other now."No matter how big your problem is, how many your problems are, how fucking worst those problems... you still have to be strong, kid. You must be really strong. You don't want to live your life with bullshits, right?"Suho nods weakly. His eyes never glanced away from the man's eyes."So, then, forget them all! Live on, go on with your life. Work hard to achieve everything. Forget those men, just consider them as nothing. Don't remember that thing they've done to you. Kid, you still have God right?"Suho nods again. He doesn't know what makes him nod like that.Maybe it's because the man's gaze on him. Maybe his deep voice. Or maybe his buff body underneath those clothes..."And.. you have me right by your side," the man says. Suho looks really amazed by his words."You can consider me as your brother anyway..."Suho looks down to the man's strong chest, then to his bulging arms. The creamy-colored shirt looks good on him."I-I... Sir, can you stop hugging me?"The man seems to be realized by Suho's words. He releases Suho from his embrace with blush on his cheek."So..." the man says. His voice sounds nervous."Uhm...""What's your name by the way? It's not nice to call you by name 'kid', you know...""Ah, yes...."Suho stands up. He quickly bows down, "My name is Kim Joonmyeon. Or Joonmyeon Kim, based on what I read about surname calling for America's people. Or maybe, you can call me as Suho. It's a Korean word, that means "guardian" in English.." he smiles. The man seems amazed by how he just explained his name."Uhm..." he coughs, "so, Suho, right? My name is Daniel. Daniel Craig, but just call me Daniel," he says with smile across his face."Is it okay?" Suho asks him. He looks confused."What?""Isn't it better if I call you Mr. Daniel, oh, or Mr. Craig?""Ah, nope. Daniel is better. Don't be that formal to me,"Daniel smiles to Suho, and Suho thinks his smile is really....Sexy."Uh, pardon me Mr. Cra- I mean, Daniel. I think, I-I need to go back home...""Let me drive you to your house then," Daniel says. Suho shakes his head."No, I can go by myself. I will take a taxi from here,""But I insist, Suho. I can't let someone going out from my house, alone. It's like I'm not a good man...""It's okay, Daniel..."Daniel sighs, "Well, alright then. Up to you,"Suho smiles, "Goodbye, Daniel...""Goodbye, Suho. Don't forget what I just told you, alright?""Of course, I won't!" Suho smiles.Daniel watches as Suho walks out from the door. He then trails his fingers across his hair."That Suho kid..."He smiles.                                                                              Saved...I'm saved...Got it...How lucky...How great to be in love...