"My mother... she..." he begins to feel tears forming within his eye lids as he thinks about his incident, "she got killed while I passed out..." he wipes his nose, which has become quickly stuffed up of snot, "and now the cops think I was the one that did it..." he tries to briefly put before wiping his face to get rid of the pain and agony rolling on his face.

Sean appears to also have a grimace as he wipes one of his eyes, "Fuck, man..." he tries to clear his throat, "I tried to defend my brother from our asshole neighbor... then the cop came out and I saw dad... the cop..." he sniffles as he tries to grasp for air, "my dad was dead...!" Tears drip off of his face, sorrow touching the floor with each one.

His last words caused (Y/N) to wrap him into a hug, attempting to comfort him. Sean had his arms around his new friend as well. Both of them let out of their moans and groans of a hurting past onto each other. They had no way of escaping their past, but the idea of having someone to share a similar pain was an unheard concept. Sean still felt guilt in his stomach, "How will I tell him...? After lying to him for so long now... he'd hate me!" he squeals.

They both release from each other, staring at each other's completely different eyes, with red veins revealing themselves. (Y/N) wipes his face with the both of his hands, he has no way of responding as he had no idea on how to approach a kid with a harshly dark lecture of life. The pain of his mother being gone was already pushing limits on himself, but to now express death towards a minor would baffle his mind. Did a kid really need to learn about death at such a young, vulnerable age? Would it truly be worth knowing the truth?

They took a few minutes to catch a breath and allow themselves to relax from the pain they felt once more. (Y/N) feels words come out of his throat finally, "I'm sorry for what I did," he has guilt for bringing up the topic.

"It's... it's not your fault, I just... I don't want to get you hurt after how you helped me..." Sean also expresses guilt.

"Don't worry about it... I can handle myself," he has a small pause before asking, "where do you guys plan on going?"

Sean explains while facing down at the scenery again, "I was thinking about going down to Puerto Lobos, which is in Mexico," he wipes his nose one last time, "my father owned some land there... it's a crazy idea... but it's a good place to restart I guess," he finishes.

(Y/N) is astounded by the plan, "Wow... from here to Mexico... that's fucking far!" He sounds to be in disbelief, but then his tone shifts, "well... I really don't have any family left so, count me in," he expresses a motivation to journey with the boys.

Sean appears to doubt the decision, "Would you really want to come with us? I mean, what if something happens to you and I can't help you?"

(Y/N) then wraps his arm around the boy's shoulder, "We just have to work through this as a team, you know?" He turns his head to the boy, "there's truly only one barrier preventing us from getting there."

Sean turns his head to (Y/N), "What is it?"

(Y/N) attaches his own face to the boy's, gluing his lips to the other. Despite the sudden attack, Sean appears to become comforted, but hesitant to go further. The slight twitch in him cause (Y/N) to feel tears of sweat down his forehead.

Damn... I really should have been more careful with that one.

(Y/N)'s cheeks begin to glow a bright red as his humiliation is more prominent. He somehow didn't expect the jumpy, awkward reaction from the boy. They would soon settle, sort of recovering from the mortifying moment.

Was the last thing he ate a candy bar?

Several thoughts plague his mind as he continues to burrow further into his mouth with his tongue. He didn't know if Sean was uncomfortable or flustered, but he didn't want the truth.

Okay, okay, this is really awkward, stop.

He then detaches from Sean in a forced manner, "I'm sorry-" (Y/N) interrupts himself while taking a seat in the chair, still looking at the boy.

Sean rubs his arm, not understanding how to comprehend the moment, "N-no, don't say sorry," his face consisted of a bright red glow, "it... it was just weird," he finally turns his head back to the night sky.

(Y/N) rolls his tongue around each tooth in his mouth, attempting to think of what to finish off with, "You want to try again later...?"

Sean takes a brief moment to process what he had just done, the small breeze blows the small streaks of hair on his head. He gently grasps his lower lip with his teeth. He truly couldn't determine his future with (Y/N), but optimistic thoughts popped up, being cared for was his only source of comfort from the events that had occurred to him. He was able to comfort Daniel, but the harsh, grinding strings were still attached around himself, holding him from being comforted.

The thought of (Y/N) struck him again, which finally brought a small rise in his lips. His final decision wrapped into his mind, "Sure... maybe," he was still hesitant, but had an idea for what he wanted.

(Y/N) felt a grin on his face, the thought was different, but exciting. He was already prepped up for the planned out moment... but he had to wait for it.

Sean twists his body around, spotting Daniel exiting the restroom. He takes one more look at (Y/N), still with a red face, "Now uh... I have to go talk to Daniel, uhm... we may have to do it maybe tomorrow but we'll see," he brushes his torso, wiping the fake dust off of him.

(Y/N) slowly nods, "That's cool... you gotta do what you gotta do," he looks down at the wooden planks, "Sean... thanks, man," his eyes meet the boy's one more time.

Sean slightly opens his mouth in response, "Uh... it's no problem," he acts as if the moment never had occurred, making the whole situation more dream-like.

They exchange one more positive expression before Sean slides the door open, heading into the room. (Y/N) sits still, staring at the stars in the distance. He still couldn't believe the action he did, he had no hesitation in the slightest when loving up on Sean. The whole moment felt like a weird fantasy he would've had, but it truly happened. In a way, he was confident of his achievement, but also mortified of the reaction he received. Their meeting and eventually team up at the station was a kind of fate that he couldn't understand, and now he's on a grand journey to Mexico with him. A jump in blood flow caused his emotions to shift into more positive as the future ideas and opportunities began to flood his thoughts.

A framed 'criminal' in love with a framed 'criminal'? It sounds so bizarre...

He then spots sudden, shiny movement in the sky.

...but it's a journey worth taking.