Winston bit down hard on his lip; tears kept streaming from his eyes, falling onto his arm.

He seemed determined not to make a sound–his jaw clenched tightly, his silence unbroken.

If Dalton hadn’t looked down, he probably wouldn’t have noticed that Winston’s face was soaked with

tears.

He could feel the grief radiating from Winston’s body;

It was thick, heavy in the air, dragging his own mood down with it. Dalton stopped talking; suddenly, he didn’t want to ask anything anymore.

He didn’t want to ask what Winston had gone through, or why he was crying.

He just sat quietly beside him–just stayed there.

Pretending not to notice he was crying.

In the end, Dalton sat with Winston in that park all night long.

From evening until morning.

He called his parents himself and said he’d be sleeping over at an old friend’s place; that was how he covered it up. Of course, he’d already arranged things with the friend.

warning them not to say

it was because Dalton had sat outside with him like a fool through

this cold, distant guy named Winston actually spoke to

said quietly in the early morning, turning his head to look

were still dried tear stains on his face; his eyes were like cold moonlight, filled with a sharp,

about you?” Dalton softly

course I want to go home,” he answered calmly. “But I was worried about you…

his thin lips together and said nothing more; he stared into Dalton’s

again, cool and

lit

a trace

than home now…”

finally let out a sigh of relief; he smiled and said, “Then

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with

I can’t make sure you really get back, I won’t be

Winston didn’t refuse.

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9 Pearls

end, Dalton personally brought Winston back to the Ginger

up to this point, Jean

her lips together, unsure

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