hello

First, I will explain a little bit.

Because this matter is just a hope deep in my little heart.

It may not be worth it to some people. But I still believe even if there's only a small chance

I would like to continue to maintain this hope...

Hope is called...

“Returning”

Warning

This short fiction It's a made up story. There is no connection with the person. Any real location

P.S. I chose Kristao's partner because....love is just one word.

I hope you all won't be angry at me.

If anyone is dissatisfied, please leave a comment. I will delete this story immediately.

Thank you to the beautiful team from

STARTHEME

“Let's break up.”

The deep voice still echoed within the small square room where there were only two 'them'... The other person still had a neutral expression on his face as if he didn't feel anything or not... that feeling had probably faded until he started to become indifferent. The smaller man stared blankly at the other's back. Before speaking in a calm and soft voice…

"Yes…"

But it's buried deep in someone else's heart...

“It is probably time for us to follow our individual paths as we should.”

He continued to speak with a normal expression that he had worked so hard to create. Especially the next sentence that made the audience stop breathing.

“…So I decided to get married.”

'I' is a pronoun that has changed from the original...P'Kris

“You probably don't mind, right? Zi Tao?”

…Should I say yes or not?

“I will never come back here again.”

…Come and tell me why.

“But..sometime in the future. We will meet again.”

Finished speaking, the tall figure walked out of the room without looking back. Just like the other person who was still standing as if frozen in front of a small door…alone.

“Somewhere in the future. We will meet again”…

...I don't know anything. Apart from unreasonable beliefs..

“Huh, you really are so ignorant of the world, Huang Zitao.”

Since then, Chris still came to the company for some reason. Even though Zitao saw But I didn't think to say anything…the same as him. Who never looked down at Gray again...

...like this is good….

….Is it really good?

It's still an unanswered question.

Soon, news came that Chris had tied the knot. News about him was shared through the mouth of Baekhyun, who still keeps in touch with Kris from time to time, and it looks like the bride is very beautiful.

...Yes, so beautiful that it's enviable.

In the next few years They have heirs to look after. Baekhyun's eyes softened every time he talked about Kris.

…He must be very much like his father, a child whose eyes are as beautiful as the sun shining in the sky.

after

EXO

Successful as an artist with only 11 members, everyone including Tao continues to act. A duty to bring happiness, laughter, and smiles to everyone like a shining star... but didn't know that under that bright light There is still some taint mixed in.

As the years passed, those events seemed like just a dream… Years of abandonment. Zitao had just received a call from Kris' mother for the first time…

...Chris is dead!

The young man's heart fluttered as if he was being compressed until it was almost crushed in his chest. Even though I thought that man would live longer than this. Or will this be…

...sometime in the future that he had said

Almost immediately, the members traveled to Chris' home in Canada. A place that I would never dream of ever setting foot on again just to attend a funeral ceremony.

…Does that mean that all ex-lovers must come to attend a ceremony like this?

I don't like it at all...

Zitao could only protest in his heart as Chris' mother stood in front of the coffin that was about to be taken for a traditional burial with a neutral expression on her face. It was different from the inside that was filled with pain that had never gone away since that day… Until now

“Fan Fan..”

The mother slowly spoke out in a hoarse voice with a distressed face. and was so pale that people began to look worried

“…until the last moment when life touched the edge of death…”

“…He called for you.”

'Tao.. Where is Tao...?'

'I made a promise. I'm going to go to the beach...'

'With...Tao'

Even though Zitao was not in that situation, But his feeling was as if he had heard every sentence Chris spoke. In the last period of life And never forget every word, every passionate and gentle touch that Kris proves that he truly 'loves' him. So why....

...Why did you decide that?

"I'll open the coffin for you to see..."

...Why didn't you say you loved me then?

“If you open it now…”

...if you say it like that

“You probably won't see much of a difference.”

...I'll hold you back for you to see.

Kris' mother walked Zitao over to where Kris's open coffin was placed.

No… I don't want to see that kind of person.

Slowly reaching out a hand towards a figure that was as still as the sharp eyes that slowly looked down…

"elder sibling…"

Flashed!

heavily!!

The young man woke up on a soft bed in his room with a shocked expression on his face. Trembling all over Trembling eyes widened. Small beads of sweat rose up until they became drops of water, running down her beautiful cheeks. Try rolling your eyes in the dimly lit darkness to adjust to the brightness in the room.

“Hack, hack.”

He gasped in shock before slowly moving his still shaking face to the other side of the wide bed. Normally, there was someone else always drooling while sleeping, and this time…

Just like that… the sharp, white, clean face that he had always been fascinated with. Dark eyes closed. His brows furrowed together slightly. Moreover, the lips that had touched all over his body still breathed in and out in a steady rhythm. Zitao looked at Kris until he was sure that everything was just a 'dream'.

Chris is still with him.

Zitao slowly sat up, his eyes still fixed on the other person. The chest-shaped lips began to move, softly calling out to the other party.

“..Hey, wake up, Chris…”

“Ah, huh?”

People whose sleep has been disturbed slowly open their eyes feeling drowsy and exhausted from previous activities. His tall, naked body wore nothing but a pair of pajama pants. It's different from another person who has everything.

“Hmm, what is it? It's just hit four. Today there is no morning schedule. There's no need for us to wake up early, hey."

Beautiful lips speak out of exhaustion. A strong hand rubbed his hair, calling to his senses. Until it's like falling asleep again

“Let me sleep a little longer….!!”

But when I opened my eyes I saw another person who was still quiet. His dark eyes widened when he saw the clear water droplets clearly reflecting the light, flowing down her soft cheeks that had been perfumed countless times by Zitao's beautiful eyes. Chris was stunned for three seconds…! before shaking the person who was crying quietly in anger!!

“What happened, Zi Tao!? Is someone bullying you!? No, you can't be bullied by anyone, me!? Me? Did I do something? Or that last night was too heavy!? You're hurt…”

"P'Chris"

Before the tall man could say anything more, Zitao blocked the young star until he stopped and regained his composure.

“Ah, what is it? A bad dream?”

“…Brother Chris.”

...I'm afraid

Hurry!

Seeing the sad expression on the other party's face Chris hurriedly grabbed Zitao and hugged him to his chest. A strong hand held the other's head towards him, caressing the black hair gently.

"Ah, it's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm here. You're crying like this. I really can't do anything, Tao."

“…To me, even though I don't understand the meaning of loving someone, But if you suddenly disappear…it's like the whole world is disappearing.”

Zitao's serious tone was laced with sadness. Chris couldn't believe his ears. Where did Zitao normally talk like this to him… Chris let out a gentle smile. A thick hand touched the other's soft cheek and brought him closer.

“Tao, do you really… want me that much?”

…So how should I answer this?

But…the force that pressed against my lips Close every word and keep it in your heart.

…No matter what happens, I will believe. and still hope

Even if it's just a vain hope

I will respect and accept every decision you make.

Brother Yifan...

When I finished typing, I sat and cried quietly.