This history is kinda tragic but is just the first history, maybe the next one is going to be happier (?

Stephen POV:

I have seen Hosuh a little down and sad, I do not know why, and I think asking is something very cheesy for the personality that I maintain, he locked himself in his room almost all day and just went out to grab cereal in the morning, Daniel asked him if he wanted to have lunch and, obviusly, his answer was negative , Daniel notices but seems to care less or just do not take it seriously.

Enough about maintaining my personality !, I would swear that today I heard him crying in his room, i can't take it anymore so today i knock on the door of his room, after a "pass" about 6 seconds later i opened the door of Hosuh's room with fear of what I would see, he was wrapped in his blankets so that the only visible thing was a bulge in the bed.

"Hey hosuh, are you......alright?"
"...Yesss" said Hosuh without going out of his blankets
"C'mon you can tell me, that's what friends are for" i said sitting besides hosuh's bed
"Well..." Hosuh said showing his face that was red and with a black eye
"Wha-what happened?, who did this to you?!" I said shocked
" I've been having.....some problems" Hosuh said while trying to evade eye contact.

Hosuh told me that while he went out to buy groceries, in an empty street where few people used to pass, two men and a woman with bandanas and hoods attacked him and took everything he had and did not want us to see him like this, after explaining this he remove all the blankets of him, he was badly beaten and a bandage had been placed on his left ankle, i was shocked.

"I didn't wanted anyone to see me like.....this" Hosuh said looking down

I felt a very strange mixture between anger and concern.

"Damm idiots, there's really bad people in this world" i said closing my fist
"That's very ironic coming from you" Hosuh giggle
"I'll tell Daniel right now" I said while leaving and smacking the door, what scared Hosuh a little.

For a little while we took the things to the room to Hosuh when he needed them, this bothered Hosuh a little because he felt like a burden but he was grateful, when Hosuh recovered and felt sure of leaving again, he went back to the store to buy, what which seemed good because both Daniel and I were too lazy to go on our own.

I was using my cellphone on the sofa when I heard the main door opening, it was Hosuh, I was already articulating a greeting when I saw a devastated Hosuh, injured with half-broken plastic bags that almost fell out of things, I began to tear with frustration, before even addressing the word to Hosuh i screamed:

"Daniel!" I screamed
"Wha- oh" Daniel said with a surprise expresion
"Again?!" I said to Hosuh.

Hosuh just nodded with tears in his eyes.

It's been 4 days since the incident, we talked to the police but they have not identified the criminals, Hosuh is increasingly paranoid about leaving the house, I told him that when he recovers I would accompany him to the store, but do not seem to like him the idea in the part that implies that he must leave, Daniel and I have gone to the store and they have not attacked us, it will be because they knew that the police were looking for them, or simply because Hosuh seems the most weak, I have begun to feel feelings about to protect Hosuh, but it only worries me like a friend, or I hope so...

"Hey Hosuh... Do you want us to postpone the recording of the next video until you get better?" I said peeking through the door without opening it completely
"No, do it without me" said hosuh lying in bed
"Ok" i said, but I know that a video without Hosuh will not get a view, Daniel also knows that.

I have not stopped thinking about Hosuh all day, what is happening to me? I rarely worry so much about someone, maybe it's because Hosuh is one of my best friends, I do not know, it feels different....

Hosuh POV:

I do not want to go out again, they are probably waiting for me, but I do not want to worry about Stephen or Daniel, I was feeling better to get out of bed, I had been eating little for the last few days because of the worry, all that hunger hit me suddenly to half night, so I got out of bed and went to the kitchen, I saw Stephen lying on the sofa sleeping, I turn off the TV and went to the kitchen taking care not to wake him up, the moment I opened the refrigerator the light woke up Stephen, he just babbled while scratching his eyes.

"Uh?...oh, hi Hosuh" said Stephen scratching his eyes
"Are you feeling....better" Stephen ask me
"Yes.... i do" I said silently
"Are you sure of that" Stephen said as he patted the space to his right of the sofa

I just sat without saying anything, the conversation began with my fear of going out and ended with issues of the channel, sooner or later I fell asleep.