Creep... Creep...

Many loud noises in succession woke Jaehyung up. The tall figure moved up and leaned against the head of the bed, sitting and composing his thoughts in his head for a while before breathing a sigh of relief when he realized that the loud bang he heard was It was only the sound of thunder because the rain was falling heavily. He couldn't remember when he had fallen asleep, nor did he wish to know what time it was now as the emptiness of the space beside him caught his attention more.

His long legs followed the light into the living room and saw the person he was looking for as he expected, sitting cross-legged in front of a small storage cabinet. Younghyun was busy with crates containing many items and probably didn't realize he was spying on him.

"What are you doing?"

Loudly…

The sound of thunder drowned out his question, and the person being asked stopped for a moment and did not answer. Jehyung didn't think to interrogate him further, he just sat and looked at the other person silently. He saw Younghyun wrapping his shoulders because of the cold before the light figure sealed the crate full of stuff with adhesive tape followed by a few scribbles on it. Then he got up and went towards the balcony.

Because the door was ajar, causing the thin curtains to sway with the wind, Younghyun slid open the large glass door. Gathering the curtains and tying them around the edge of the door to reveal the dark sky outside, he stood still, letting his eyes wander to the rainstorm that was falling. Jehyung followed closely and quickly embraced the absent-minded person. from behind

"cold"

Jehyung's excuse and snuggling into his shoulder failed to attract any response from the person in front of him, but Jehyung felt Younghyun's skin trembling because of his embrace, so his long arms tightened around him. Bring your arms closer and take the opportunity to press your nose to inhale the sweet scent on your cheeks, hoping to disturb the other person and push him away out of annoyance. It's still good, but aside from the stillness the other person has,

He only received a tired sigh...

...Yonghyun may not have gotten over his anger yet.

five days ago

“Younghyun, can you please be reasonable? No matter how many times I've told you it's nothing, you know he's my friend.” Jehyung tried his best to speak in a calm tone but still couldn't hide the annoyance on his face. This wasn't the first time the two of them had spoken. sound because of this And Je-hyung thinks this won't be the last time.

“Are you sure he only thinks of you as a friend?” Younghyun's sarcastic tone made him feel like he was a defendant being sentenced for doing nothing wrong.

“What was he thinking and how was I supposed to know? But I didn't think of anything like that. Can you trust me?”

“I trust you, but I don't trust him...everyone can tell what he thinks of you. It's only you who pretends not to know!”

“You're going crazy. You're thinking too much. Brian, if he really thinks that way about me, why would he want me to get to know you? Why would I want to be your friend? I see that it's only you who has prejudice against him, and it's only you who acts like an idiot and doesn't get into the matter!” When Younghyun raised his voice to the frustration in his heart, Jehyung accidentally shouted. returned furiously

“I'm such an idiot, right Je-hyung? It's boring too." The words that I didn't expect to hear caused a sweet voice to say in a clipped manner.

“Younghyun, I.. I didn't mean it like that.” Jaehyung's voice softened and he quickly grabbed the other's hand and held it in his.

"You're not the only one who's bored with me. I'm also bored with myself, having to go crazy because of things like this."

Younghyun said weakly, no matter how hard he tried to hold back, his many regrets condensed into water droplets falling from his eyes.

“Brian..” Jehyung was speechless when he saw his lover's tears. He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears, but the other person didn't agree.

"release.."

"I'm sorry, can we have a nice talk first?"

“Jay... wherever you go, I don't want to see your face.” But Younghyun was probably too angry and sad, so he rudely pushed him away.

Je-hyung feels guilty for Young-hyun and is disappointed that the other party doesn't understand. Even though he agreed to be the one to go down first, the other person refuses to talk with reason and even talks to chase after Young-hyun. Not wanting to see each other, he also didn't want to be annoyed by the other person, so he turned and left the room with only his wallet and phone in his hand.

Thinking back to the argument that day, Jehyung still felt guilty when there was a problem to the point of arguing. Instead of comforting his lover, Younghyun, who was feeling vulnerable, had his feelings hurt by those words. And when he thought about what reasons Younghyun might have, he felt worried that there would be... A third person came to separate the two of them, and Jehyung felt even more stupid about himself... Younghyun just loves him.

“Have you gotten over your anger yet? You haven't talked to me in several days.” Jehyung didn't give up his plea. He loosened his embrace and stood face to face with his lover, but the other person looked past him like he didn't exist and walked away in the other direction. Jehyung could only stare at his lover's back reluctantly.

The thin figure walked to a stop in front of the medium sized closet that the two of them shared. Jehyung followed, standing and watching as his lover picked out his favorite black suit that Jehyung remembered that he had bought as a gift. On his lover's birthday last year, Younghyun carefully took it out and hung it on a hook on the door. His eyes stared at the shirt for a while, then he took a deep breath and took out some more clothes. Hyun brought the clothes to the floor in the living room and folded them neatly.

“Hey, where are you going to put your clothes?”

Loud...

Younghyun froze for a moment, his slender, beautiful face refused to look at him, but continued to focus on the clothes in his hand, without any answer as usual, but Jehyung knew that a quiet Younghyun like this was heaven. It was clear that it was ready to turn into a rainstorm at any time, so he didn't want to bother and interrogate too much, and this wasn't the first time the two of them had a problem and the other person would pack up their clothes and go somewhere else to avoid him and All this time, Jehyung had always made Younghyun give up on his intentions every time, so it would have been better for him to wait for Younghyun to be in a better mood before begging for the other person to soften up.

RrrrrR RrrrrR

The sound of Younghyun's phone ringing interrupted his thoughts. Jaehyung sat there motionless, but the other person picked up the phone, not caring that he could hear him.

“What do you say, brother?”

“I'm keeping my things.”

"I don't know, but it's probably better than leaving it like this."

“It'll get better soon, bro. It's okay.”

“He already has a spare key.”

“Thank you very much, Sungjin-hyung.”

Je-hyung only knew that the person who called was Park Sung-jin, his close senior and Young-hyun's close friend, but he couldn't hear what the other person was saying so he couldn't understand much. Sung-jin must have called to ask. His and Younghyun's situation as advisors that they both trusted.

Younghyun was still paying attention to the phone in his hand. Jehyung secretly saw a slender finger tap the screen to enter the photo menu. Tapping it again to select a separate file, many photos of the two of them appeared.

Younghyun is a photo enthusiast and is very skilled at taking photos with his phone's front camera, so they have a lot of pictures of the couple taking pictures of each other, most of which feature each other competing to make weird faces for the camera.

Jaehyung's heart softened a little when he saw Younghyun staring at their photos one by one with gentle eyes, and as Younghyun continued to scroll through the photos until his thin lips curved into a sweet smile. Jehyung smiled almost immediately.

“You miss me, Brian.” / “Jae-hyung, I miss you.”

Loud...

His and Younghyun's two voices rang together in almost the same second as the sky's loud roar. And even though the sweet voice that said he missed him was so soft that it almost disappeared, Jehyung was so happy that he couldn't help but cry. Smiling all over his cheek at that sentence, the tall figure immediately swooped down from the sofa and sat on the shoulder of his lover who was sitting on the floor of the room.

“Can we be good, Brian? I'm sorry.” Jehyung stole a glance at the sweet, pretty face smiling at the picture on his phone. The guilt in his heart rose again.

“Jay, I forgive you.” Yeonhyung said softly and didn't turn to meet his eyes. The smile that Jehyung had fallen in love with since the first time he saw him was flickering.

“Then we're good.”

“But why did you do this?” Younghyun then cried as hard as he could, so many tears flowed out like a glass overflowing. A slender hand held up the phone with Jehyung's picture to his chest.

“Why are you crying, Brian?” Younghyun's sobbing voice and pained expression that he had never seen before shocked Jehyung to the point of being helpless.

“Huh.. I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you anymore, Je hyung. Come back. Can you come back? Jee, if I don't have you, how can I survive?" Jee-hyung was stunned by the way Young-hyun kept crying out for him, but the more he listened to his lover's heart-wrenching sobs, the more confused he became.

"Brian, what are you talking about? I'm right here, Brian."

Jaehyung comfortedly embraced his body that was shaking from the force of his sobs and held his hand up, hoping to wipe away the tears. But the clear water droplets from his slender eyes flowed through his hand. Je-hyung still didn't understand anything, so he tried to help wipe away his lover's tears again, but it was as if nothing happened. Young-hyun's sad face Probably wet with tears

Jehyung began to feel something unusual, so he slowly turned to look around. And when Jehyung's eyes moved to see the shadow reflected on the clear glass door, his tall figure suddenly felt cold all over, as if he had been thrown into. glacier

A large glass door with a background of torrential rain and an overcast sky clearly shows the reflection of Younghyun, who is crying like he's about to die, but Jehyung doesn't see his reflection. ...

Jaehyung thought that he might be blind or nearsighted, so he couldn't see anything that was supposed to be seen. But the tall man hadn't had time to find a satisfactory answer for himself yet, and the sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts and drew his attention. His interest goes first.

The person who walked in was Younghyun's close friend, Kim Wonpil. Jehyung gave a slight nod to the newcomer, but still didn't let go of his arms embracing his lover.

“Younghyun!” Wonpil called out his friend's name in shock, quickly dropping the baggage in his hand on the floor of the room and heading towards the owner of that name.

“Huh...Wonpil, huh!” Younghyun rushed towards the body in front of him and cried out loudly.

“Younghyun, don't cry.” Wonpil could only rub his back, comforting the fragile person who was about to break.

“I miss him.. Huh... I miss Jay. Huh.” When he heard his lover call Jae-hyung's name and say that he missed him over and over even though he was sitting so close to him, Je-hyung began to have a premonition and could only pray. It didn't go as he thought.

“I understand, but you have to be strong. You have to stay.”

“Huh.. How will I live without Je-hyung? Oh, I want him to come back to Wonpil. I want Jay to come back.”

“Younghyun, you have to admit that this is impossible.”

“Huh.. Wonpil, no matter where I turn I still see Huk.. Saw him nearby..

I still hear him calling my name..and will you make me accept it.. Huh..how can... Je-hyung is dead!”

Jaehyung is dead...

Jaehyung is dead...

Jaehyung is dead!!!

The owner of the name who was listening felt numb all over. Je-hyung's ears were ringing to the point where he couldn't hear the conversation between Young-hyun and Wonpil any more. His head kept thinking about the sentence that he was dead. The tall figure tried to put it together. He regained consciousness and stood up and looked around as if trying to find a way out. Jehyung thought he might be being bullied. And this whole thing might just be a joke by Kang Young Hyun.

The tall figure stood up and took a step back to compose himself. Then his eyes caught sight of a cardboard box that Younghyun had carefully packed. On it there was a familiar handwriting written on it. “Jay's books (for donation)” Not far away was a pile of clothes that Younghyun had left folded. And when he looked at DJ Hyung, he saw that all those clothes were his. Some assumptions rose up in Je Hyung's mind again, but he still didn't want to believe it until his eyes turned and saw a set of glasses. It's on the table next to the TV.

These eyeglasses were similar to the ones he always wore, but the difference was that one lens was missing and the other was cracked, and the glasses were bent to the point of being almost invisible. A tall figure stared at the glasses. Those eyes looked interested and something seemed to enter the brain, along with the flickering lights of the sky and the sound of the violent wind outside.

The image that appeared in Jehyung's mind looked familiar, but it was so shaky and blurry that he couldn't tell what he was seeing. He didn't know that the sound of rain he was hearing in his head right now was the sound. Is it from memories or is it the sound of the rain falling? The tall figure tried to piece together images that cut back and forth until it was dizzying. The more Je-hyung tried to think, the more uncomfortable he became until he couldn't breathe. But Je-hyung Young felt that what he was searching for might be hidden in these blurry memories, and the moment he could process all his thoughts, the sky outside suddenly rumbled.

Sizzling!!!

On that day when he argued with Younghyun until he decided to come out of his room, Jehyung just wanted to go for a walk and breathe in the fresh air in the park near his residence to clear his head a bit and then go back and talk to Younghyun. Good reason, but only halfway through the walk, the rain came down heavily. The tall figure decided to turn around and go back the same way.

Jehyung ran in the rain until he was completely drenched until he almost reached the resting place but had to stop and stand still. A smile spread across his cheeks when he saw Younghyun's light figure walking under a black polka dot umbrella and Carrying another umbrella for him as well, even though the other person's expression didn't look very emotional, Jehyung still didn't stop smiling.

“Are you going to stand in the rain for a long time?” The annoyed tone of his lover's voice made Jehyung laugh. He knew that Younghyun was just trying to make him think that Younghyun didn't really care about him.

“Are you worried about me?”

“Then let's stand in the rain.”

“But I'm cold.”

"Hurry up and get an umbrella... Jay! be careful!!"

scorching!!!!!

Jaehyung was running towards his lover who was standing just a block away from him. He heard Younghyun yelling his name and saw a blinding light coming from the side before hearing a loud noise like the sky. A cut that was accompanied by a strong impact.

“Jay hyung!!!”

He heard Younghyun calling his name again in a panicked tone and everything went completely dark…

The tall figure stood frozen when he realized what he had forgotten. Je-hyung was sure that the picture he saw was the truth, but it was very difficult to accept that Park Je-hyung had been hit by a car. He had been dead since that night, so many feelings were gnawing at his heart that it hurt when he turned to look at his lover who was crying because of his departure, it became even more painful.

Younghyun doesn't talk to him not because that side is still angry at him, but because that side doesn't know that he's still here.

Younghyun ignoring him wasn't pretending like he didn't exist. But Je-hyung no longer exists in Young-hyun's world.

Jaehyung stood looking at his lover in anguish. Younghyun had stopped crying, but tears were still flowing from those beautiful eyes, just like a rainstorm that was about to calm down but still left wet marks all over the area.

“Wonpil, what should I do…” Younghyun's gloomy eyes drifted far away, his sweet voice speaking to the person next to him without any strength.

“You must continue to live. Be happy, smile a lot. Jaehyung won't be worried,” Wonpil comforted his close friend, who leaned on his shoulder asking for support.

"But I still can't forget him..."

“You don't have to forget him. But please don't cry again? We'll have to send Je-hyung off tomorrow. If he finds out you're crying, he'll definitely be upset.”

“And Jay will know? That I miss him?”

“I know, Jehyung will definitely know.”

Jehyung sat down next to Younghyun closely, knowing full well that there was no way the other person could see him. Having to leave his lover without preparation hurt him more than anything. At this moment, he wanted to capture as many memories of him and Younghyun as possible. He wanted to say goodbye to his lover one last time before time ran out.

A slender hand lightly touched the back of Younghyun's hand. The tall, translucent figure was almost invisible. He bent down to kiss the back of the hand softly. Even if Younghyun didn't respond, it didn't matter. He believed that the other party would know. Jehyung stared at his lover's beautiful face with mournful eyes until the light figure disappeared with the last raindrops falling...

...Miss me sometimes, Brian...

“Jaehyung, I will miss you... forever"

END

This plot has been stuck and I've wanted to write it for over a year and a month.

Sitting alone and writing late at night, I feel a little haunted.

I secretly expect it to be a little scary.

But just read and you won't be confused. I'd probably be very happy ;-;

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P.S. Has anyone caught any doubts? That P'Jadeth from the beginning of the story._.?

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