I recommend turning on the music as well.

KIM KIBUM X CHOI JUNHONG

MISS

“Sometimes, happy memories hurt the most.”

If you have to open your eyes and wake up every day Along with living life to the fullest, for many people it would be a normal life. There isn't any problem. Like me, I wake up and go to work, and in the evening I hang out with friends. Let alcohol act as a good sleeping pill. And then the day is over.

But sometimes memories are difficult to erase completely. Just like the feeling we call 'nostalgia' that suddenly appears when we don't want it.

Today is like every other day. Open your eyes and see a clean white ceiling. Digital numbers on the clock face next to the bed. And he was lying alone in this room.

The breath is a regular rhythm. With the memories of some people replaying in my head

Smiles, laughter, voices, smells, every action. that happened within this room He still remembers it well. Even though today he is the only one who keeps this memory.

The smell of fragrant coffee And the taste of it made him feel better. The music from the next room that was usually played loudly to accommodate the neighbors continued to be loud, truly worthy of a Sunday morning.

He sat down in his favorite chair in the kitchen. Take another sip of the bitter coffee. Let the slow music sink into your ears.

The weather is not too cold. And it's not too hot either. The wind blew in from the large window, soft enough to be felt.

The atmosphere was truly perfect for missing someone, and yes, he was the one missing someone else...

How long has it been since we haven't been in contact? The familiar voice turned out to be a vaguely recognizable voice. A bright smile that is always sent to you Turned into a sad smile on the last day Another person's laughter in memories Instead, it was replaced by his own sobs late at night.

An atmosphere of loneliness that he was very familiar with. But how long will it take? He still couldn't get used to it.

Slender hand picked up the phone that was beside him and opened it to look at the photo album.

Another person's face appeared when they were sleeping, which was very cute. What about the unintentional pictures? And when the two of us were together

Pictures taken together On that day for him It's still on this phone. And the feeling like everything happened yesterday will probably continue.

His thoughts right now are like coffee smoke. that floats up and disappears back into the air Didn't reach another person very far away That person probably wouldn't know.

The sound of water dripping from the shower hitting the floor. Will water help relieve my thoughts? Maybe it would help make his image clearer through the feeling of the water flowing through my body hugging me.

'Why do I miss you?'

A question he had been asking himself throughout our break up. The twisted response from nostalgia to love

It's probably true that I love you. It's like falling in love with you all over again every day. Even though we've broken up

If you could call it falling in love with nostalgia And the heartbreak that you may have caused may well be. No, addiction would be a closer term.

Maybe it's a romantic movie that takes me away from thinking about you. Or the book I just bought yesterday from the store we used to go to together. It might help relieve some of the loneliness in the afternoon.

Slender arms hugging the cushions on the sofa. I don't know when I fell asleep. The book was spread out and stuck on the page that was being read.

that book Leave it open on the page written about nostalgia. I don't want to read further. Because it will stimulate me to miss you more. So I chose to close my eyes and run away.

The music from the next room had quieted down. And the cool water from the glass flowing down your throat made you feel a little refreshed.

The numbers on the clock tell when the sun is about to set and turn day into night.

A message from the phone rang out, warning the owner.

My good friend sent me a message asking me to hang out together like every day. I agreed without thinking too much.

I've been sitting alone in my room all day. Meeting people would help relieve some of his nostalgia, and DJing was definitely a thing for him. No matter where the party is

It didn't take long to get ready to leave the house. The tall figure was ready in front of his own expensive brand sedan.

The party was being held at his close friend's house. There are people he knows and people he doesn't know.

Getting to know new people is also good. And that's another reason why he likes parties.

“This hair color suits you well,” said a voice from a friend we hadn't seen in a while.

“Thanks, I like it too,” he replied. But who else liked it?

“A talented DJ has arrived. Bring a glass of wine. Please welcome DJ Kibum,” the host said, handing him a glass of wine.

“Thank you,” he accepted, raising it to accept the invitation to drink. Then take a little sip

“Don't drink too much,” a familiar voice seemed to warn. He turned to look around for the owner of the voice who was expected to be there as well.

I guess I'll think about it myself. How could that person come to be here? That guy is going to die if he's too busy. He smiled at the conversation in front of him. But I didn't feel much fun.

Today, the poison of nostalgia has hit him too hard. Tonight, I definitely won't have to use alcohol as a sleeping pill again.

A tall figure is stationed in the DJ area. The atmosphere at the event became hotter as time increased. The party was still having fun. The alcohol in his bloodstream helped him enjoy his job more. And forget things for a moment

There are many people with many faces. Stopped by to say hello and invite him for a drink without fail. Which he didn't deny at all.

Smile and talk naturally.

“Kibum, come here for a moment. There's someone I want to talk to.” When the owner of the event said that, So he took his hands off his duties as a DJ. By leaving it up to the record player and the disc reader to do their job by themselves.

“Long time no see, hyung,” a familiar voice said. and the face he misses That person stood in front of him at this time and spoke to him.

How should I answer?

...in this kind of situation

"Um, how are you? Are you busy?" Finally, he used words that expressed concern.

“Yes, I often fly abroad these days. Hyung, you know how cool I am,” another person answered in a style that didn't give much thought.

“Don't make yourself sick. Have you realized that you don't like taking medicine? And it will slowly heal.” His usual concern still continued to express through his words.

“I'm a grown man, hyung. How are you hyung? Because of work, I haven't contacted my hyung,” another person replied. He was used to the excuse that he was busy. But what can I do? Just break up already.

“Fine,” he told a big lie.

'I miss you every day. Being alone is very lonely.' Keep the truth in your heart. I can only speak to myself.

“I saw hyung say he was fine, so I'll believe it.”

The person in front picked up the phone. Open and view the sent message.

Every action of the person in front of him did not escape his eyes at all. Including the smile when reading the message that was sent.

“Take care of yourself, hyung. I'll be back first.” The tall boy walked away. There is only him here. With the nostalgia that comes to attack immediately

‘I should have hugged you more warmly that time.’

‘I should have saved times I spent with you more.’

‘I should have looked at you more.’

‘We should have done the things more that we could do’

Finally,I have to stay without you.

The regret that cannot be returned, the tears that flow, along with a forced smile. Because I feel sorry for myself. It doesn't seem to be compatible. But it was something that was right for him.

'Choi Junhong, thank you for making the best memories.'

At this time, there were many people surrounding us. He felt like he was standing alone. with many feelings

Tell yourself it's okay. This feeling will disappear Someday

“Rome” the tall figure hugged the person who came to welcome him.

“Are you comfortable yet?” The young man hugged back and spoke to the person in his arms.

"I don't know. Give me a hug. Give me a long hug."

"Already got it. I'll stay and hug you until I'm bored."

                    “This is the story from me who lost everything to you who have been loved by everyone.”

...END...

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Hello, let's talk. This story is purely from thinking about this couple. There aren't any moments at all. Secretly like a sequel to

story; among us

A little bit, but I didn't intend for it to be a sequel. This couple has lost their moments. So we wrote a nostalgic feel. Even though the ship ran aground We'll just paddle it on the beach, haha. Lately, there's been a lot of Jello moments with P'Rome. Recently, Brother Rome went to comment on Junhong's IG. I like every pair that is a ghost ship. Haha. Thank you everyone for following.

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