THIRD PERSON'S POV
Inhale. Exhale.
Justin was currently sitting at the table, still thinking about what happened to him and Ken. He had been out of breath since he sat down where he was now. Ken was busy serving Justin who had already been downstairs. Like Justin, he was also remembering the events of the previous morning.
After Ken set the table, he sat down in front of Justin and invited his friend, who still seemed out of his mind, to eat.
"Jah, let's eat." He greeted her. Justin seemed to be getting a little annoyed by Ken calling him that.
"Thank you."Justin's response was weak. Along with this, he smiled sparingly. Following this, he adjusted his posture and began to eat what was served on the table.
"Eat a lot, Jah."Ken said, sitting in front of Justin and eating with him. No words came out of Justin's mouth and he only nodded in response.
They ate together in silence. One, two, three... for ten minutes neither of them spoke about what had happened between them. After a few more minutes, Ken decided to read the silence that enveloped them.
"W-what Jah, what's it about..."Ken began. Justin seemed to sense where the conversation was going so he automatically changed the subject.
"Oh, oh. You and Stell have something to do later, right?"Justin said.
His response was Ken's signal that he didn't want to talk about the past incident, so he decided to just ride the conversation he started.
"Ah yes. Later at twelve. Hopefully we'll finish the choreography..."
That was the only way the two of them could talk. Neither of them dared to mention again the event they were trying to bury in oblivion.
Will they be able to ignore their feelings? Will they be buried in oblivion or will it turn into a nightmare?