@maneokiha
J sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration as he made his way to his motorcycle. Kiha had reached out to him. J had been distancing himself from both him and Jae for... reasons J didn’t feel comfortable to talk about yet. Or really, ever. He didn’t feel comfortable talking about it ever. The feelings didn’t matter anyways. He was moving on. Maybe it was time that the other finally stopped avoiding two of his close friends. J wasn’t sure. Even after seven months, his mind was a jumbled mess with thoughts.
He started up his bike, heading in the direction of Kiha’s place. He wasn’t sure what they would do. He wasn’t even sure what made Kiha reach out all of a sudden. All he knew was he had a bad feeling in his gut, and it wasn’t going away. He reached the place very quickly, sighing as he ran another hand through his hair, straightening it from the wind. He could be working right now. It would have been easier than seeing Kiha. Or even Jae, for that matter. He knocked on the door, taking a step back and looking around.