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The two of them were sitting down while waiting for others to join inside the bus. It seemed like they wanted to wait outside for Hyunseong. Jinsung turned to face away from the window and looked to his right. He wondered why Hobin had sat next to him. The ride to Busan was going to be a long ride and it seemed like the bus was going to be 90% empty. Hobin could've sat alone. Suddenly a question popped into Jinsung's head out of the blue now that it was just the two of them.
"Hey, Jin Hobin, when are you gonna get a girlfriend?" Jinsung asked and Hobin was taken by surprise at Jinsung saying out loud his full government name. Hobin turned to face Jinsung while it was just the two of them in the bus and the bus driver.
"If you were a girl, would you want to date someone like me?" Hobin asked, he wanted to know. Since he was the only few who knew about Hobin's bad behavior the longest and knew he had murdered someone but didn't know who and why and what were the circumstances. Jinsung saw the bad, the worse in him. The version Hobin had shown himself in Seoul and almost nothing about his abuse he had faced in Cheonliang, the loss of his loved ones, the kindness he had in Cheonliang. Just the dark truth he had taken the life of someone with no deeper explanation. Hobin stared at Jinsung, to hear that answer if anyone would ever love him at his worst. And he knew no one would.
"Yeah, I would", Jinsung said and Hobin's heart felt like it would explode inside him. A long silence fell between them and Jinsung began to regret his answer because Hobin wasn't saying anything until he did.
"What's stopping you doing it now?"
But before Jinsung got to answer, the others finally climbed inside the bus and the conversation was long forgotten. But it truly wasn't. Hobin couldn't stop thinking about Jinsung's intentions. Hobin knew Jinsung was so aware of all the shit he had done yet he would still date a murderer, a monster like him.
Jinsung on the other hand wondered what really was stopping him from dating the other now. He kind of did have feelings for the other and that question couldn't stop leaving his mind.
Without even noticing the two of them had taken a nap on the bus while leaning against each other. It was like their bodies yearned for each other, yet they were a mess.