Dreaming in Digital

I was sent to live in a foreign country in Asia, in a large, three story house with four cute and handsome Korean young men from different families. The eldest dressed clean cut with a white collared shirt and suit vest, and when needed, he could be serious in a snap. The two youngest were very playful, dressed with a stylish fashion reminiscent of school uniforms. They were very close to each other; they were best friends. The middle one was dressed casually in loose olive shorts and an orange hoodie with shoulder length hair held back by sunglasses. He was carefree and laid back, but he was down-to-earth.

The middle one took my suitcase and led me to a room they prepared for me. It was very large in he shape of a triangle, with the largest side being about 20-ft. In one corner of the room, there was a bath tub, and one wall was all windows. He was sweet and shy, and treated me with gentleness. He told me to call him if he ever needed help.

The next morning, I exited my room to the common area, where three of the boys had cleared out the furniture and were rolling the walls with paint. One of the youngest asked me if I wanted to help him paint the staircase wall, and of course, I said yes. As we rolled, I asked him where his friend was. Behind me, the eldest overheard. He stopped and said, "Oi, your boyfriend's missing."

"Is he trying to skip duties?" Asked the middle one.

The youngest put down his roller. "He went to find [something]. I'll find him!"

"It's about time for a break anyway." The eldest followed suit, wiping his hands on a rag before leaving the room. 

The middle one and I were alone. He asked me to come follow him, to show me something, and we climbed the stairs until we reached the roof. The view was beautiful. The horizon was a gradient of pink to sky blue with sparse, bluish-purple clouds. It was a warm, sunny day. By the door was a hammock which he lazily flopped on as I laid down on a lawn chair beside him. We laid there in silence, enjoying the weather and sounds of suburban life. Even though I couldn't see his eyes because of his sunglasses, I could tell he was watching me. He had a smile in his face.