❤ Memory of my heart ❤

Couple

MyungSoo x SeongYeol

Rate : PG-13

Update : 15/03/15

Author : INSPIRIT_L_N

Lee Sung Yeol and Kim Myung Soo

Growing up together since childhood

Both of them have the other person as a part of their lives.

But then one day something terrible happened to Myung Soo.

Both of them had to say goodbye to each other even though they still loved and were attached to each other.

Will Sung Yeol and Myung Soo meet again?

Tag the fic at L's birthday fic

"Sungyeol, Sungyeol"

A very familiar shout came from the front of my house. I looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. The hands of the clock indicate the same time every day. I scooped two more bites of porridge from the bowl into my mouth. before quickly grabbing a glass of water and tipping it into his mouth in a hurry

"Sungyeol, slow down, or you'll choke."

My mother, who had just walked out of the kitchen, greeted me when she saw my hurry.

“Myungsoo has come to call you, Mom.”

"I want to wake up late. Don't play this game until late at night. In the morning I don't want to wake up."

My mother shook her head and scolded me softly.

“Sungyeol, are you finished yet? It will be late,” the same familiar voice shouted again.

"I know, I'm leaving."

I yelled out before running to grab my bag and put it on my back, my mouth murmuring.

“Myungsoonie really sped up. It's in a hurry. What are you doing so quickly?"

“Myungsoo comes at this time every day. We're the only ones who are slow."

My mother softly complained to me again. I ran and hugged my mother as I always did before school. After that, he walked and ran out the door of the house. I walked towards the gate and opened it. I looked left and right in surprise when I didn't see the person who had called out to me just now. But then I had to be shocked. When the person I was looking for suddenly appeared from behind quietly.

"What the hell are you doing? I'm shocked."

I scolded him back but it had no effect. The person in front of me kept smiling until the dimples on his cheeks were evident because of his desire to successfully shock me.

"Go to school now."

The person in front of me said to me and gave me a small smile before walking in front of me. I looked at him for a bit before hurriedly following him.

"Kim Myung Soo" is his name. My life from the time I was born until I was 17 years old, there was only one year that I did not have Myungsoo as a part of my life. That's because Myungsoo was born a year after me. My house and Myungsoo's house are next to each other. Both of our parents were very close. Myungsoo and I grew up together.

Have studied at the same school since childhood. And it seemed normal every day that Myungsoo would wait for me or yell at me in front of the house every day. After that we would ride the bus to school together. and return together after school

I am in my second year of high school, while Myungsoo is in my first year. Myungsoo is a bright student with a good head. Since childhood, he had always scored high on exams. Now he is also a basketball player for the club. What's wrong with me? Just narrowly passing the exam and surviving until today is considered very lucky.

"Did you finish your homework?"

Myungsoo asked me as we stood on a bus full of people.

"Finished. How do you see me?"

"I like to copy other people's homework at school. I've never done it myself."

"Eh!!! Kid, what's the matter with me?"

I turned my mouth to Myungsoo in dissatisfaction. But in saying that, Myungsoo was right. Rarely do I do my homework myself. Every time I do it, I get a headache. But even if it were true For someone like me who doesn't want to lose face, I'm going to let this kid easily criticize me. There's no way.

"I don't want to bother you either. But learn to do it yourself. This is how the exam results came out so bad."

"Kim Myung Soo!!! You're talking too much. That's right. Who would study as well as you? Lee Sung Yeol is stupid, dull-headed, and has no brains. This is who I am. Why would anyone care?

I'm starting to get angry at Myungsoo. Turn around and yell at him. Out of annoyance and not wanting to be scolded by the person in front of me about other things. So I decided to move and walk away and stand in another corner, far away from Myungsoo. But the moment I released my hand from the handle to start walking, the bus turned. My body was unable to balance, staggering, and about to fall.

Luckily, Myungsoo was holding my body with his free arm. I fell into Myungsoo's arms. His back was pressed against Myungsoo's chest.

"I almost fell over, did you see that? Stubborn!!! "

Myungsoo whispered in my ear. Because we were standing too close to each other, I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

"Who's stubborn!!!"

I turned around, intending to take issue with Myungsoo. But it was me who had to stop. My face was only a breath away from Myungsoo's handsome face. My heart began to pound like never before. This kid has really grown up. Why haven't I noticed? Maybe it's because we grew up together and saw each other every day.

But when I got to look at Myungsoo clearly from such a close distance, I couldn't deny how many attractive faces the person in front of me had. The facial structure is shaped. The nose is high and ridged. beautiful wavy lips How about those black eyes that seemed to melt with just a glance?

"Is there something on my face? Stare until your eyes fall out."

Myungsoo said when he saw me staring at him and was silent for a long time.

"No...no, let me go and move away. It's hot."

I just regained consciousness from Myungsoo's words and tried to push myself away. Myungsoo loosened his arms and moved his body away from me.

"Please help me not fall. There are no words to thank you."

Myungsoo moaned softly. before turning his eyes to look outside the window I looked at Myungsoo for a second before quickly turning my eyes away. My heart still beats hard without stopping. It's like it's falling out of my chest. I began to understand myself What exactly happened to me? Or my body is abnormal and I might be sick. I shook my head softly at my confused thoughts.

It's really cold. Today is my cleaning duty. I completed my duty. before packing his own food into his bag to prepare to return home I picked up my cell phone and flipped it over to see that Myungsoo had sent me a message. I pressed open and looked at the message before dragging my eyes to read it.

"There's basketball practice today. Please wait. After finishing your shift, let's wait on the field."

I closed Myungsoo's message after reading it. before picking up the bag and putting it on his back Go straight to the basketball court as Myungsoo messaged you. When reaching the basketball court I chose to sit down on the side of the stand where there was no one. Meanwhile, the other side of the stand was filled with a group of girls who came to watch and cheer on the basketball team. I looked away from the group of girls before turning my eyes to look for Myungsoo on the field.

Myungsoo is seriously practicing basketball. I kept my chin up and stared at Myungsoo playing basketball on the court with delight. Normally, I don't really like this type of sport. When Myungsoo tells me to sit and wait to go home together, I usually spend my time playing games on my cell phone to pass the time. Today should be the first day that I intend to watch Myungsoo practice basketball.

I began to understand why Myungsoo loved basketball so much. Because the size is just practice. Myungsoo took it seriously.

After a while, Myungsoo and the team stopped practicing. So I walked off the stand and walked towards Myungsoo. But he hadn't gotten to Myungsoo yet. All the cheering girls rushed towards Myungsoo. Fighting to surround Myungsoo Hand over a bottle of water Some towels to wipe away sweat, some cold towels. I've always seen these images so familiar, but today, why do I feel so irritated?

Maybe it was because I was really tired and wanted to get home quickly. That's why I felt like that. I decided not to walk towards Myungsoo and turned around and walked out of there.

“Sungyeol, Sungyeol, wait, Sungyeol.”

After I walked out Myungsoo ran after me, his mouth shouting to me as well. But I don't know why my brain told me to keep walking and not stop following Myungsoo's call. Finally, Myungsoo ran after me. He pulled my arm to stop me.

"Don't wait, I'm tired."

Myungsoo complained to me. His body was covered in sweat and he was still panting from exhaustion from basketball practice. He still had to run after me. Myungsoo held out his hand in front of me. I looked at Myungsoo in confusion.

" what "

“Please lend me your handkerchief.”

“Just now, the girls sent you several pieces. Why don't you use it?"

“Well, I want to use Sungyeol's.”

Myungsoo said, a pleading smile on his cheeks. I had to pick up my own handkerchief and hand it to him. Myungsoo took the handkerchief from my hand and used it to wipe away the sweat on his face.

“Won't Woohyun hyung come today? I saw Sunggyu hyung asking for it.”

“Woohyun went to run errands with his mother.”

I answered Myungsoo's question. Woohyun is my close friend. Many times, Woohyun would come and watch Myungsoo practice basketball as my friend. And Woohyun gets to know Sunggyu, the president of Myungsoo's basketball club, and it seems like both sides are secretly interested in each other.

" this !!! Tee Woohyun, you can still call me. Why didn't I call you?"

“I don't want to call.”

“But I'm older than you!!! Call me brother right now.”

"If you don't call me, I won't call you for you."

Myungsoo said to me before making an annoyed face and walking quickly away from me. I walked closely behind Myungsoo. The story of Myungsoo calling me hyung This has been an issue between Myungsoo and me since we were little until we grew up. Myungsoo didn't call me hyung even once. Even though the people around me who are Myungsoo's age call me hyung.

I tried to reason with Myungsoo but never succeeded. So I concluded that the reason was probably because we were too close. Just as he was about to continue criticizing Myungsoo. My cell phone suddenly rang. It was my mother who called. So I immediately swipe the phone and press answer.

“Yes, mother.”

[ Sungyeol, son? Mom and dad aren't coming home tonight. Can the child be alone?]

“Okay, don't worry.”

[ Is Myungsoo with you? Please let Mom talk on the phone.]

I handed my cell phone to Myungsoo.

“Mom, I want to talk to you.”

Myungsoo took the cell phone from my hand and talked to my mother for about 4-5 sentences before hanging up.

“What did Mom talk to you about?”

“No, this is really asking a lot. You can go home now.”

Myungsoo turned around and scolded me softly. I frowned slightly at Myungsoo. If you want to know, I want to know what Myungsoo talked about with his mother. But even if you expect Myungsoo to go Myungsoo wouldn't say anything to me anyway.

And then I got the answer that I wanted to know about what my mother talked about with Myungsoo. When Myungsoo broke in and was reclining on the bed in my bedroom while I was taking a shower in the bathroom.

"Auntie told me to come sleep with you."

"No need, I can be alone. Go home, sir."

I told Myungsoo Myungsoo still lays down and clicks on his cell phone, not paying attention to my words.

“Myungsoo, go back to your house and sleep.”

I move up and sit on the bed next to him, pushing Myungsoo up from the bed.

"I'm not going back. I'm following Auntie's orders."

"Eh!!! This kid told me to go back."

"Not going back!!!"

Myungsoo turned to me before turning his attention back to his cell phone. I started to feel annoyed at being offended. I grabbed Myungsoo's arm and pulled him up from the bed. Myungsoo was a lot heavier than I thought but I didn't give up. I used all my strength to pull Myungsoo up, but it turned out that I made the mistake.

My body lost control as I pulled Myungsoo with force, causing me to fall onto Myungsoo's body lying on the bed. It wasn't until I was able to push myself up. I was startled when Myungsoo wrapped his arms around me and flipped me over to lie on top of him, Myungsoo straddling me on top. I was shocked to be in that condition. Even though they are accustomed to playing with their bodies like this, as boys have done since they were little until they grew up.

But this time I felt something strange. My heart began to beat fast again. His face started to feel hot for no reason. I met Myungsoo's gaze, who stared back at me. Those black eyes stared at me for a long time until I had to avoid them myself.

“Get up and go. What are you playing? His body was as heavy as a rock.”

I yelled at Myungsoo. The hand pushes Myungsoo's body away from me. But Myungsoo refuses to comply. He just smiled and chuckled with delight.

“You can laugh. Tell me how to get up? What can you play with as a child?”

“Who is the child?”

Myungsoo asked me as his hand grabbed my hand to keep me from pushing him.

“Well, you, little one, little one, stop playing now!!! ”

"A word is a child. Two words are a child. I'm not a child anymore. I'm already grown up and can use it too."

Myungsoo said to me in a serious tone. He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. before moving his handsome face closer to mine until the distance between the two of us was only barely a foot.

“What will...what will you do?”

I asked Myungsoo in a stammering voice. Myungsoo gave me a mischievous smile when he saw my nervous state.

“And what do you think I will do?”

“M...m...I don't know.”

“Heh heh.”

Myungsoo laughed softly in his throat. before moving his face closer to mine than before My heart beats harder. His face was hot and it must have turned red. I couldn't do anything before deciding to close my eyes. I closed them tightly, my mouth pursed in a straight line in fear of the person in front of me. Images from the drama that I had seen my mother watching floated into my head.

This situation is like the scene between the heroine in that drama. I'm about to be "kissed," right? It's like the heroine in the drama about to be kissed by the hero. But I'm not a woman like that heroine. How can Myungsoo kiss me? While I was confused with my own thoughts The sound of Myungsoo laughing woke me up from my distracted thoughts.

I opened my eyes and looked at the person in front of me. Myungsoo was laughing out loud with pleasure for teasing me.

“Close your eyes like this. Are you waiting for me to kiss you?”

“What a crazy kiss. If you don't play with me anymore, get up."

I pretended to shout loudly at Myungsoo. Even though my heart still beats hard from the events just now. Myungsoo gave a wide smile before moving away from me. I secretly sighed a little. Myungsoo moved himself to the other side of the bed and grabbed a pillow and lay down, resting his head on it.

“I'm sleepy. Turn off the lights, Sungyeol.”

Myungsoo ordered me before turning on his side, his back to me. I pressed my mouth against Myungsoo's back in annoyance. What kind of person teases me to make my heart flutter and then gives me orders even though it's actually my room? I don't want to talk to Myungsoo again. Because I don't know if this crazy kid will get up and play some prank on me again.

So I got out of bed and went to turn off the lights until the whole room was completely dark before walking back to the bed and laying down on the opposite side of Myungsoo and turning my back on Myungsoo. I lay still for a long time. I tried to close my eyes to sleep but I couldn't. Tonight, I felt strange having Myungsoo sleeping with me. Even though this wasn't the first time we slept together.

Many times Myungsoo came to sleep with me or I slept with Myungsoo in his room. But tonight wasn't like every other night. I moved around, trying to move my body as little as possible so as not to wake the person sleeping in the same bed as me.

“Can't you sleep?”

Myungsoo's voice asked me softly.

" um "

“Count the cats and they will fall asleep soon.”

“He only counts sheep. Where is there a cat count?”

“So, where are the sheep around here? There are only dogs and cats, so stupid.”

“Oh!!! Smart father."

I really want to throw a punch at Myungsoo. Scold me for saying "stupid". I'm not stupid, I just don't like studying. That's all. It's a headache and I'm going to die. But when it comes to games, I'm very good and smart. Surely Myungsoo dares to play games with me? I guarantee that I will beat him for sure.

“Um, next week it's your birthday. What would you like as a gift?”

I asked Myungsoo when I remembered.

" anything "

“Anything, so what is it? I will buy it cheaply. I just bought it and didn't like it. You're going to scold me again.”

“The things I want are not difficult to find. But Sungyeol probably can't give it to me.”

“So what is it? It's not difficult to find, but I can't buy it for you.”

I turned and sat up in the darkness. Staring at Myungsoo's back, suspicious of his words. What is this? It's not hard to find, but I couldn't buy it for Myungsoo. What a strange thing to say.

“Never mind, if you like anything, just buy it. Now go to bed, no noise, I'll be able to sleep soon.”

“If you don't want to be noisy, go home and sleep. Why are you stealing the mattress on my bed?”

“I really don't want to sleep. If Auntie doesn't order me to sleep with you because you're afraid of ghosts.”

"Who is afraid of ghosts? I'm not afraid at all."

“I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. A ghost came and dragged my leg, I don't know."

Myungsoo finished speaking and became silent. I turned left, I turned right Fear began to take over my mind. I'm really afraid of ghosts. But I can sleep alone every night because I'm familiar with and reassured that my father and mother are still sleeping in the next room. But tonight, the whole house was left with only me and Myungsoo. Myungsoo will also come to threaten me about ghosts.

I went from not thinking about anything to becoming paranoid. I looked around me again before quickly laying down. Roll your eyes and look around the room. In the end, I couldn't stand my own fear. I moved closer to Myungsoo until my back was pressed against Myungsoo before covering myself completely with the blanket until I finally fell asleep.

This morning I went to school with Myungsoo like every other day. Myungsoo always walks me to my room first. Before he went up the stairs to his room on another floor. To call it a drop-off wouldn't be entirely accurate because Myungsoo once told me that he liked to walk past my room before going up to the room because of the classroom. 2-

C

Next to my room were almost all beautiful girls with star degrees from the school and the school's cheer team.

“This evening, please invite Woohyun to watch basketball practice. Sunggyu hyung wants to meet you.”

“Um, I'll try inviting you.”

“You can enter the room now. The homework is definitely finished.”

" this !!! You're my younger brother. I'm telling you, I won't call you older brother. spoiled child"

“I already told you that I don't want to call you. Why do you want me to call you so much?”

“Then why can't you call? Other people can still call you.”

“Because you're not like everyone else.”

“How is it not like that?”

“ Sungyeol is Sungyeol. Sungyeol is not like anyone else.”

Myungsoo answered. I looked into Myungsoo's eyes as if searching for the answer to his sharp words. But I couldn't find anything from those black eyes. Myungsoo takes his eyes off me before turning and walking away. I looked behind Myungsoo until he was out of sight before letting out a soft sigh. Why? Why did I feel like Myungsoo was acting strange lately? Do you like to do strange things?

He spoke so complicatedly that I couldn't understand him. Or maybe it was because Myungsoo started to grow up? This must definitely be the reason. I finished summarizing my reasons before quickly walking into the classroom.

One day before Myungsoo's birthday I sneaked away from Myungsoo home first without waiting for Youngsoo to finish basketball practice like every day. That's because I wanted to buy a birthday present for Myungsoo. I walked around to buy things for Myungsoo for a long time. Choosing things for Myungsoo is very difficult. Myungsoo's birthday in past years

I buy things for him, whether it be hats, shirts, pants, shoes, necklaces, bracelets, or anything else. He always complains to me that the gifts I give him are not good, that he doesn't approve of them, that he doesn't like them, but I see Myungsoo uses every item I buy him. I stood to rest my legs because I was beginning to feel tired from walking around looking for gifts in front of a toy store. I walked into the store

Pick up toys and look at them with pleasure. I like to play with remote control cars, helicopters, and tanks. Even though I have all these things in my room, But if I find something that I like, I tend to buy more every time. While enjoying the toys that I really liked, one thing caught my eye. It's a Lego box in the shape of a camera. I picked it up and looked at it with interest.

I remember Myungsoo was a lego enthusiast. In his room, there are already finished Lego sets on shelves all over the place. Myungsoo is also a person who is crazy and passionate about photography. A Lego camera in the shape of a camera would probably appeal to Myungsoo quite a bit. I put down the Lego camera in my hand and looked at the other boxes, and finally I got what I wanted.

black camera shaped lego box Myungsoo's favorite color I smiled with the Lego box in my hand. I feel very confident in myself that this birthday gift Myungsoo will definitely like. And it must be the first birthday that Myungsoo won't complain to me about the birthday present.

That night, I sat and built that black camera-shaped Lego box for Myungsoo all night. I almost gave up and quit many times. I am an impatient person and cannot tolerate something like this for long. But because he intended to give Myungsoo a gift. I intend to do it until it's finished. Before slowly putting the finished Lego pieces into the box. Wrap a gift with a ribbon by hand.

Even though it doesn't look very beautiful, it's usable. I placed the wrapped gift box on the table. before looking up at the clock on the wall It was now 5 minutes past midnight. I picked up my cell phone and typed a happy birthday message to send to Myungsoo, but then I suddenly changed my mind, pressed delete and put the phone down.

“You like teasing me so well. Wait and see if he pretends to forget his birthday. Look at what I'll do.”

I smiled at my own thoughts. It was fun to tease Myungsoo back a bit.

the next morning Myungsoo and I went to school together as usual. I noticed that Myungsoo was secretly looking at me all the time and seemed to ask something. But I pretended not to care. Pretending to focus only on the cell phone in his hand, Myungsoo turned away. I secretly laughed at Myungsoo's expression lightly. I pretended to ignore Myungsoo the whole way through school until we arrived in front of my classroom. I walked into my classroom separately but Myungsoo held my arm first.

“Wait, Sungyeol.”

" what "

“What day is it today?”

"It's Friday, also Friday the 13th. Be careful of ghosts."

I pretended to annoy Myungsoo.

“Sungyeol!!! ”

“Why is it so loud? What did I say wrong?”

“Are you teasing me?”

“Who is teasing you? Please don't.”

“Okay, you're teasing me, right? Remember that.”

Myungsoo said to me in a slightly irritated tone. His handsome face visibly pouted. before walking away from me I'm a little dizzy. From the beginning it was fun to tease Myungsoo. But now I'm starting to worry. I didn't think Myungsoo would get upset with me and walk away that easily. I only intended to annoy Myungsoo for a while.

When Myungsoo expected me like he normally does, I will give him a present and wish Myungsoo a happy birthday. I stood there and hesitated for a moment before pulling out my cell phone from my pocket. Press to type a message and send it to Myungsoo.

“Happy birthday, Kim Myung Soo.

I'm very happy.

You're 16 this year, little one. You've grown another year.

When will you call me brother?

Then stop being angry at me. I never forget your birthday.

Let's meet at the basketball court after school.

Do you want it as a present?”

In the evening after school I hurriedly picked up my school bag and slung it over my shoulder. He quickly walked towards the basketball court. Why do I feel unusually restless today? In fact, Myungsoo was already at the field. Why would I feel anxious about wanting to see Myungsoo as soon as possible?

I am very surprised at myself. I walked to the basketball court. Myungsoo was standing alone on the court shooting a basketball. Myungsoo being alone is good too. If there were people on the basketball team with me, I definitely wouldn't dare give a gift to Myungsoo. I walked towards Myungsoo, but I didn't have time to say anything to Myungsoo.

My cell phone rang first. I picked it up and looked at it. The screen said my mother was calling. I slide the screen to answer the phone before putting the phone to my ear.

“Yes, mother.”

“Sungyeol, is Sungyeol with Myungsoo? Mom can't contact Myungsoo.”

My mother's voice answered. His mother's voice sounded unnoticed.

“Are you going to ask Myungsoo to sleep with me again? Where else are you going today? Did you secretly go on a honeymoon with your father?"

I teased my mother because I was sure that when my mother asked about Myungsoo, she would definitely let Myungsoo sleep over at my house as my friend like last time.

“Sungyeol, please listen carefully to me. Now Myung Soo's father and mother were both killed in a car accident. Please tell Myungsoo slowly. Then take Myungsoo to the hospital immediately.”

"Oh...ah...what is it, Mom? Please say it again."

I was shocked by the words I heard from my mother. Myungsoo looked at me in surprise as I suddenly froze and my face suddenly turned pale. I repeated the question to my mother. I could only hope in my heart that maybe what I heard just now was wrong.

“Myungsoo's father and mother are dead. Sungyeol, please take Myungsoo to the hospital immediately. Mom and Dad will be waiting there. Please take care of me. Please comfort me. She must be in shock. Take good care of your younger sibling, child.”

“Yes...Yes, I will take Myungsoo away immediately.”

I accepted my mother's words gently. before pressing to hang up the phone Myungsoo looked at me as if he wanted an answer. I met Myungsoo's steady gaze. Tears began to fill my eyes because I felt so sorry for the person in front of me.

“Sungyeol, what happened? What's wrong? I asked what's wrong.”

Myungsoo shakes my arm and asks. The more I saw the tears that were beginning to fill my eyes. He became more and more upset.

“Myungsoo, listen to me, your father and mother... ”

“Why my father and mother!!!”

“Your father and mother are dead. Your father and mother were in a car accident and they died.”

I finally said. Along with the tears that I can't hold back any longer Myungsoo froze at the words I heard.

“It's not true. It's not true. Sungyeol is lying. Sungyeol is teasing me, right? Sungyeol is lying.”

Myungsoo shook his head, not accepting what I said.

“I'm not lying, Myungsoo. Your father and mother are really dead. We have to hurry. Come with me.”

I grabbed Myungsoo's arm and made him come with me. But Myungsoo flailed his arms and shook his head, not believing me.

“That's not true, Sungyeol is going to tease me, right? Like when Sungyeol pretended to forget my birthday, Sungyeol is mean.”

“Myungsoo, I'm not lying. I'm not lying.”

I walked towards Myungsoo who was now walking away from me in confusion.

“That's not true. I don't believe it. I'm angry at Sungyeol now. Don't play like this. Stop teasing me. I'm not enjoying it. I'm really going to be angry at Sungyeol."

Myungsoo kept talking to me like that. I decided to walk closer to Myungsoo before hugging him tightly. One hand gently rubbed Myungsoo's back to comfort him.

“Myungsoo, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. I'll stay here with you. Sungyeol is here, Myungsoo.”

Myungsoo fell silent in my embrace. He rested his face against my shoulder. I could feel the wetness of my shirt and Myungsoo's soft sobs. Myungsoo is crying. I embraced Myungsoo like that. Keep stroking his back and it was me who cried along with Myungsoo.

After that, I took Myungsoo and took a taxi straight to the hospital that my mother had told me about. Along the way, Myungsoo didn't say another word. No more tears flowed from those black eyes. I secretly glanced at Myungsoo with concern along the way. Myungsoo clenched both his hands tightly. So I reached out and held Myungsoo's left hand.

Before trying to loosen his grip, he clasped his right hand with Myungsoo's instead. Even Myungsoo didn't say anything. But the force of his grip on my hand was enough to tell me how much Myungsoo needed support.

The funeral of Myungsoo's father and mother passed each day with sadness. Myungsoo has almost no relatives in Korea. Myungsoo's father and mother's relatives are both settled abroad. Therefore, my father and mother were the ones who willingly organized this funeral ceremony. Since the day of the accident, Myungsoo hasn't spoken to anyone, not even to me.

He just sat silently next to his father and mother's corpses, refusing to eat or sleep. I had to force Myungsoo to eat something, but it was only a few bites at most. But it would still be better that nothing fell into Myungsoo's stomach. I was there to take care of Myungsoo almost all the time, even when she was sleeping. I know that Myungsoo is shocked and unable to accept the reality of losing a loved one so suddenly. I can only hope that time will heal and bring Myungsoo back to his old self soon.

On the last day of the funeral of Myungsoo's father and mother. Some of Myungsoo's relatives traveled from overseas to attend the event. My parents feel more comfortable that Myungsoo at least has close relatives by his side, but for me, I don't think so. Myungsoo's life was that he grew up with only my father, mother and family.

Myungsoo has never been close to any of his relatives. But I couldn't say anything. This is an adult matter. A 17-year-old child like me probably wouldn't be able to do anything.

After the funeral ceremony was completed Myungsoo's uncle decided to stay in Korea to take care of Myungsoo for a while, after which he would discuss with other relatives what to do next. I started going to school after several days off. Myung Soo cannot go to school because she is still in a state of depression.

So I had to go to school alone without Myungsoo like every day. I stopped by Myungsoo in the morning to talk to him even though I knew Myungsoo wouldn't reply to me. In the evening, I would hang out with Myungsoo until late at night. Even though I felt so discouraged that Myungsoo just sat there and was depressed. He was absent-minded and didn't say anything. But I feel happy to be there to take care of him.

I continued doing this until almost 2 weeks had passed. Today, I stopped by to buy Myungsoo's favorite cheesecake before going home. I walked past my own house and went straight to Myungsoo's house first like I did every day. I stopped at the gate of Myungsoo's house. I was a little surprised that the window was completely closed.

Because normally, even though the house seems quiet, almost every window is open. I slowly reached out and opened the gate and led myself inside. before walking straight to the door and swinging it open. The doorknob was locked. I furrowed my brows in surprise and tried turning it once more, but it couldn't open.

Finally, I decided to leave Myungsoo's house and run straight back to my own house. I pushed open the gate of my own house and ran into the house, shouting to my mother throughout the house because I was feeling anxious.

“Mom, mom, mom.”

My mother came down the stairs from above. I immediately ran over and asked my mother.

“Mom, where did Myungsoo go? Did Myungsoo’s uncle take Myungsoo out?”

“Sungyeol, Myungsoo, he's gone.”

"Where have you gone, Mom? What do you mean by that? I don't understand."

“Sungyeol, listen to Mom. Myungsoo's uncle has taken Myungsoo away.”

"Where are you taking me? Are you moving house? Where is Uncle taking Myungsoo? Where is it, Mom?"

I bombarded my mother with a series of heated questions. I'm never far from Myungsoo. Just the word Myungsoo is gone. Myungsoo was somewhere else and it immediately made my heart feel empty.

“It's not Sungyeol. Myungsoo's uncle took Myungsoo back to America. He will take Myungsoo there for treatment and will take care of Myungsoo in place of Myungsoo's parents."

“America, that's not true. How can Myungsoo go? You didn't see me say a word. This morning I went to see Myungsoo in the morning. You still haven't seen or said anything."

The bag of cheesecake I was carrying fell to the floor. I shook my head in disbelief at my mother's words.

Ah Myung Soo just told his mother this morning that he needed to return to America urgently. He also thanks his son for always taking care of Myungsoo.”

“Then Myungsoo is still at the airport right now, Mom? Mom took me to see Myungsoo. I want to say goodbye to Myungsoo."

I gently shook my mother's arm in prayer.

“Sungyeol, we can't make it in time for Myungsoo. In half an hour the plane will take off."

“Does this mean I won't be able to see Myungsoo again? I couldn't even say goodbye to Myungsoo. Myungsoo and I are never apart. Just the last time we saw each other, we couldn't do it. Why is it like this? Why, Mom?”

I began to cry in desperation. Just knowing that I would be far away from Myungsoo was already painful enough. I have had Myungsoo as a part of my life for 16 years. How can I accept this sudden farewell without feeling anything? And this time I couldn't even say goodbye. Meeting Myungsoo before school this morning must really be the last goodbye between me and Myungsoo, right?

“Sungyeol, I know how much you and Myungsoo love each other and are attached to each other. But you have to understand that Myungsoo's uncle did this for Myungsoo's sake. Myungsoo needs someone to take care of him. Myung Soo needs treatment for his illness. Ah Myung Soo promised Mom that he would send news about Myung Soo periodically.”

My mother gently rubbed my head to comfort me. I roughly wiped away my tears with the back of my hand.

"You really said that, Mom."

I asked my mother again. My mother nodded at me in response. I felt a little comforted by my mother's words. My mother was right. Myungsoo's going to America this time is really good for Myungsoo.

From one day to one week From one week into a month Time passes so quickly Myungsoo has been away from Korea for almost 4 months now. I have been waiting every day to hear news about Myungsoo from Myungsoo's aunt but there has been no sign. Even though I was starting to get discouraged with the hopeless waiting, I still waited patiently like that.

I like to walk around Myungsoo's house regularly. It's the same today. I walked around Myungsoo's house with nostalgia. Images between me and Myungsoo played over and over in my head. I walked to the back of the house, which is the kitchen. I just noticed that the top glass window doesn't close completely. I decided to climb up and have a look and found that it could be opened and the glass window was wide enough for people to pass through inside.

So I inserted myself through the glass window. Finally, I successfully entered the kitchen area. I walked out of the kitchen straight into the living room, as I was accustomed to running in and out of this house since I was a child. Conditions inside the house are still the same, everything is wrong, only now it is full of dust because it has been left for a long time.

I walked towards the stairs leading up to the second floor before stopping at the door of the first room closest to the stairs. Kim Myung Soo's room I turned the doorknob and had to smile happily. The doorknob wasn't locked. I opened the door and took my body inside. Myungsoo's room is still intact.

Everything was still in the same place, probably because Myungsoo's uncle was in a hurry to travel and didn't take Myungsoo's belongings with him. Only some of the clothes in the closet were missing. I walked around Myungsoo's room, thinking of the owner of the room. In the end, I laid down on Myungsoo's bed and fell asleep.

I slept for about an hour before I woke up. I sat up and leaned my back against the headboard, looking around the room as if looking for Myungsoo, but I was disappointed. When I fell asleep, I dreamed that I was with Myungsoo in this room. But it's just a dream even though I want it to be true. I reached out and grabbed the large pillow I was laying on just now and hugged it to my chest.

But then I furrowed my brows in curiosity when I just felt that there was something hidden in that pillow. So I took off the pillowcase and found a black diary hidden there. I put down the pillow and slowly opened the diary and read each page. My familiar handwriting appeared before my eyes.

It was Myungsoo's handwriting. I scanned my eyes and read the diary page by page. It mostly records Myungsoo's daily life with the date written on it. Some of them are written every other day. Some are a week at a time. I kept reading the diary. The more pages you read, the more Clear tears began to flow from my eyes.

Every page that Myungsoo wrote down always had my story connected to it. And many messages allowed me to understand Myungsoo's point of view and was able to answer many questions that I had been curious about and never received any answers from Myungsoo.

Today on the bus when we went to school together, Sungyeol fell over, so I held onto Sungyeol so he wouldn't fall. Sungyeol's body smells so good. Why have I never noticed this? It's crazy!!! I've become a psychopath. If Sungyeol finds out He must kill me.

Why did Sungyeol have to walk away from me? Or maybe Sungyeol didn't like those girls crowding around me? Are you crazy, Myungsoo? Let's go crazy. Sungyeol didn't think anything of me. Today Sungyeol complained to me about not calling him hyung anymore. Why do you want to be my hyung so much? I really don't understand.

P.S. I won't return Sungyeol's handkerchief that I borrowed. I'll secretly keep it for myself. Hehe.

Last night, I went to sleep with Sungyeol's friend. Actually, I've slept in Sungyeol's room quite often, but why was I so excited this time? Today I teased Sungyeol a bit too much but it was me who was secretly so shaken that I almost accidentally kissed Sungyeol. Good thing I was able to restrain myself in time. I was afraid that if I did that, Sungyeol would get angry at me. I probably won't be able to accept it.

Another thing: Sungyeol says I'm a child again. I'm not a child anymore. I'm an adult. I really don't like it. But at least last night Sungyeol suddenly asked me what gift I wanted from him. Actually, no matter what Sungyeol buys for me, I like all of it. But will Sungyeol ever know that what I want is not far away?

I just want Sungyeol's love. But it probably isn't possible.

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Today Sungyeol complained to me about not calling him hyung anymore. He expected me to call him "Phi". Anyway, I refuse to call. I like to call Sung Yeol like this. Why do you have to call me like everyone else? For me, Sungyeol is not like other people. He is more special than others. And most importantly, I don't want him to be just my brother, I want him to be my lover. Oh!!!

What did I just say? I'm so embarrassed ^-^

P.S. So, does Sungyeol really not know that the reason I walk him to his room every day is because of Sungyeol? It's not about the girls in class 2-

C

Please, this guy is really stupid. Damn it.

I couldn't resist reading the entries in the diary any longer. I put it on the bed. before crying out loud I never knew what Myungsoo thought or felt about me. Never knew how much Myungsoo cared about me. Many things that I had wondered about for a long time have all become clear.

But what use is it? Since at this time there is no longer Myungsoo by my side. I realized everything on the day it was really too late.

Ten years have passed. Time has flown by so quickly. Now I am the number one creative at one of the top advertising agencies in Korea. I'm getting used to life without Myungsoo and it might have been difficult for the first three years, but time has made things better and helped me feel less pain. I have never forgotten Myungsoo and will never forget him.

I still miss him with every breath. But my life must move forward. Therefore, I had to hide Myungsoo's wounds deep in my heart. Throughout the past ten years I tried to find a way to contact or find Myungsoo's uncle and Myungsoo's other relatives but it always failed.

I don't know much about Myungsoo's relatives. Therefore, it is difficult to find them. But I've never been discouraged. I could only hope and pray that one day I would meet Myungsoo again.

I picked up the calendar on the desk in the bedroom and looked at it. Today is March 11th, only two days left until Myungsoo's birthday. For the past ten years, on March 13 every year I will buy a present for Myungsoo. Act like Myungsoo is still with me. I kept those presents, now there are 10 in total.

The pieces are counted together with that Lego camera. Hoping that one day the birthday person would come and take it. But this year, which is my 10th year, I'm quite busy so I haven't prepared to buy a present for Myungsoo yet. I planned to go buy a present tomorrow.

The next day I went to buy a gift for Myungsoo. While walking around selecting gifts from many shops My eyes were curiously drawn to the camera shop across the street. I decided to buy a camera as a gift. So I walked straight to the crossing signal area to wait to cross to the other side of the road. But then I was suddenly stopped when my eyes, looking towards the camera shop, fell on a figure who had just walked into the shop. A man dressed all in black with jet black hair.

That man was so similar to Myungsoo that I was shocked. I tried to get a better look at the man, but it was too far away and I couldn't see him. I stood impatiently waiting for the pedestrian light to appear. In my heart I wanted to see that man's face fully. When the light is green I hurriedly crossed the road and walked towards the camera shop, but I couldn't find the man in black.

I tried to ask the store employee for details about the man in black. But the shop staff couldn't give me much information.

I decided to buy a Lomo camera as Myungsoo's birthday present. After that I drove back to the house. When I got out of the car, I was surprised again. When they saw two trucks parked in front of Myungsoo's old house, I stood and watched the staff carry supplies and equipment into the house. I took my eyes off the scene in front of me before walking into my own house.

“Mom, has someone already bought that house?”

I asked my mother who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

“Probably right. Mom saw him bring some of his belongings down.”

My mother replied. I nodded softly to my mother's words. Instead, he turned around and walked up the stairs to the second floor to his bedroom. When entering your own room I walked over to the closet, bent down and dragged a box out from the side of the closet. I opened the lid of that box. Inside the box are 9 gift boxes.

The box I bought for Myungsoo for his birthday every year and the camera-shaped Lego box from the year it happened was exactly 10 boxes. I placed the gift box with the Lomo camera I just bought in it. Collect them in the box before closing the lid and dragging them back into place. I let out a soft sigh of exhaustion.

The image of the man in black at the camera shop flashed into my mind. That man is so much like Myungsoo. I shook my head to shake the thought away. I was confused. I must have missed Myungsoo a lot. Myungsoo will probably never come back.

“We will probably never meet again, right, Myungsoo?”

Today is Saturday and it is my day off from work. I offered my mother to help water the plants. My mother is very fond of flowers. So around my house there are many kinds of flowers. I stood in front of the house watering the plants. His eyes stared at Myungsoo's old house. Deep down, I also want to know who came to buy this house.

Previously, after Myungsoo left this house That house was abandoned for two years. Suddenly, a family came to buy this house. I tried to inquire about the person who sold them the house, but was told that the house and land brokerage company was acting on behalf of the owner and that they could not provide customer information to anyone else. can

And the most recent was about half a year ago. The family that bought the house had put the house up for sale, but no one had agreed to buy it until I saw yesterday that someone had already contacted them to buy and sell it. I also feel sorry for Myungsoo's house because it is one of the memories between me and Myungsoo.

But on my salary alone, a salaried person like me probably wouldn't have the ability to buy that house as my own property. I must let those precious memories remain buried deep in my heart.

I swept my eyes around Myungsoo's house as I was accustomed to looking at that house. But then I had to be a chawab. I saw the shadow of a man wearing all black standing at the window on the second floor. And most importantly, that window is Myungsoo's room window. I tried to look more clearly, but the figure had disappeared.

I put down the hose that was watering the plants and quickly walked over to turn off the faucet. I think my eyesight was blurry, I actually saw the man's shadow. A man in black who looks like Myungsoo Similar to the man at the camera shop yesterday. I opened the gate of my house and walked out to Myungsoo's house. The door to Myungsoo's house wasn't locked like always.

I opened it and entered the house. Run up the stairs to the second floor. When they arrived in front of Myungsoo's room I took a deep breath into my lungs. Whether what I found in this room was Myungsoo or not, I had to accept it. My hand that reached out to twist the knob began to tremble. I took another long breath before opening the door and leading myself into Myungsoo's bedroom.

The room was empty, no one was in it. I felt so disappointed even though I had prepared myself before running here that I might miss Myungsoo and hallucinate myself. I walked over to the bed that used to belong to Myungsoo, my eyes scanning the room. I haven't been to this room since the family bought the house and moved in.

Myungsoo's room hasn't changed much. The furniture remained the same, but some things had moved. As for Myungsoo's old belongings, the family that came to buy the house told me that the brokerage company took them all away. I sat there in disappointment for a long time before deciding to stand up and go back to the house.

But as I walked away Out of the corner of my eye, I caught something falling next to the bed. I crouched down and picked it up to look at it. It was a handkerchief. I looked at it in shock. This handkerchief is very familiar to me. It is similar to my own handkerchief that I like to use but it just looks old because of time.

But everyone can have a handkerchief with this pattern. I can't be sure it's mine. I turned it around in thought. Before I remembered that when I was a child My mother likes to embroider letters on my things. I quickly unfolded the handkerchief. In one corner of the handkerchief, there was a small letter embroidered with the word "

SY"

I held the handkerchief tightly. I was now sure that this handkerchief was definitely mine and that it was impossible for me to drop it in this room. It must be someone who has my handkerchief. who entered this room as well And that person must be Myungsoo. As soon as he thought of this, clear water droplets began to flow from his eyes and down his cheeks.

I ran out of Myungsoo's room. His mouth shouted out Myungsoo's name.

“Myungsoo, Myungsoo, is that you? Are you here?”

“Myungsoo, you come out. I know you're here. Can you come find me? I want to see you."

“Myungsoo, hey, do you know how much I miss you? You came back, why didn't you come out to me? Why?"

I shouted to Myungsoo like that. Slender legs walked and ran around the house looking for Myungsoo. But what I got in return was silence. Without the person I so wanted to see

"Why don't you come out? You hate me now, right? You don't want to see my face anymore. You hate me."

I sobbed without shame. Why does my heart hurt so much? Why is Myungsoo so mean to me? He came back to Korea. He was just this far away from me but didn't think to tell me a single word. Let me be a crazy person, mourning and missing him alone. When I met him He was cruel and callous and avoided me again.

Myungsoo probably hates me a lot, right? What did I do wrong to him? Or has the past ten years already changed Myungsoo? It's probably only me who is still clinging to childhood memories. I was stupid, stupid to think that the bond between the two of us would never change.

Stupid to think that Myungsoo would never forget me.

“You know, for the past ten years I have been waiting for you to come back every day. Do whatever it takes to find out about you or contact you. But it all failed. Do you know how discouraged I am about it? But just thinking about you I thought that one day I would have to meet you. The discouragement disappeared completely."

“Living life without you is very difficult and painful. If that day I knew it would be the last day I would see you I will miss class and stay with you. Saying goodbye to you one last time before you go. These days I only blame myself. Why don't I do that?"

“If you don't want to see my face again, that's fine. Just knowing that you're fine is enough. Can I eat rice? Do you sleep every night? Are you sick? Do you often suffer from air allergies? Do you still have them now? Probably not. The air over there is probably much better than here. And when you smile, you look so bright. You have to smile often. Ah...

Forget about whether you still play basketball or not. When you play basketball, you look really good, you know?"

I keep saying everything from my heart. I'm not sure if Myungsoo still listened to my words or if he had already walked out of the house. I tried to speak each word slowly, holding back my sobs so as not to shake them even though it was so difficult. The tears still flow without stopping. But I wanted to say it.

"And finally...Happy birthday. Happy birthday Kim Myung Soo hope you are very happy And I'm sorry that on your birthday, 9 years ago, I didn't have a chance to wish you well. I would like to wish you good wishes in return.”

After finishing my sentence My body was pulled into an embrace by someone approaching me from behind. The person behind me held me tightly in his arms. before resting his chin gently on my left shoulder.

“That's enough, Sungyeol. That's enough. No need to say any more.”

A deep voice that I hadn't heard in ten years whispered softly in my ear. Even though I hadn't listened to it in ten years, I still remembered whose name it was. I stood still in Myungsoo's embrace. I was helpless and confused and didn't understand what Myungsoo was doing. All I could do was let the tears roll down my cheeks like that.

“I'm sorry, Sungyeol, I'm sorry, please don't cry again, please.”

Myungsoo said to me before releasing his hold on me and turning me to face him. As soon as I turned around, I looked at Myungsoo with longing in my eyes. Myungsoo hasn't changed much from ten years ago. He was a little taller than before. The face looked sharper but the skin was whiter than before.

But the only thing that has never changed are those charming onyx eyes. Myungsoo reached out his hand and gently spread the teardrops from my cheek. before cradling my face with both hands

“Sungyeol, I miss you a lot, you know? I miss every breath. When I wake up I miss you. When I sleep, I dream. It's not the only boss who suffers. I suffer just as much as you."

“I want to come back to you with all my heart. But...I can't."

"I can't. Why? Why can't you come back?"

“Sungyeol, do you remember when I got sick because of shock from my parents? I was sent to the hospital for treatment. It took doctors 5 years to treat me before I was cured of those symptoms."

"After getting well My uncle wishes well for me. He didn't want me to know the old stories about my father and mother for fear that I would become sick again. So he lied to me that Sung Yeol and his family had moved to another place and could not be contacted.”

“Uncle promised me that I would find a way to contact you. But there was no sign at all. I spend my days waiting for news from you. And finally two years ago I found out the truth that my uncle had lied to me. I was very angry with him and ran away from him back to Korea. I secretly came to look at you for a while, wanting to go in and see you out of nostalgia, but I didn't dare.

I don't know how to begin to explain this to you. And besides, I'm afraid that my return might cause you distress. I don't have enough confidence and I'm not sure if you'll still want me.”

“I went back to America again. Spent my life dedicated to my work hoping that I might forget you, but I didn't. It made me miss you more and more. Finally, I came back to Korea again. Buy this house back and intends to come see you But I hesitated. I don't have enough courage. Until you finally found me."

"If I don't see you You probably won't come see me for the rest of your life."

I said to Myungsoo with a feeling of sadness. Myungsoo removed his hand from my face. Send me a gentle smile before pulling my body into his embrace again I buried my face on his shoulder, my two hands hugging Myungsoo back with longing and longing.

“Sorry, Sungyeol. I'm sorry I made you cry because I came ten years ago. From now on, I promise that I won't run away from you again. I will stay by your side and I will never let you cry again.”

Myungsoo made a promise to me. I nodded lightly, aware of his words.

After that, I took Myungsoo back to my house. My mother was shocked and happy to see Myungsoo again. He repeatedly embraced Myungsoo like that, as if Myungsoo was my mother's son and not me. After Myungsoo talked with my mother for a long time. The two of us walked up to my room. I lifted the large box containing Myungsoo's birthday present and handed it to Myungsoo. Myungsoo received it in a daze.

“What is it, Sungyeol?”

"Open it and look."

I told Myungsoo to let him open it himself. Myungsoo slowly opened the lid of the box. As soon as he saw the contents of that box His eyes widened in shock. He looked up at me with eyes full of surprise and excitement.

"What about your birthday present every year?"

“Does Sungyeol buy me gifts every year?”

"Yes, I don't know if I'll like you or not. Let's take a look."

"No need to unpack it. Whatever you give me, I like it all."

Myungsoo said and put the box down before pulling me by the arm to sit next to me and pulling me into a hug.

"But what I like the most Well, this is this gift."

"That's crazy. Your present is in that box over there. It's not about me."

“Well, I'd rather have this gift. It's my birthday today. Sungyeol, don't be offended."

"This guy has the personality of a spoiled child who has never changed."

"I'm already grown up. I'm 26 this year."

"I'm still a child anyway."

"You're a child again. A word is a child. Two words are a child. I guess I'll have to make you aware. That I've grown in time for a long time?"

Finishing Myungsoo's sentence He immediately pushed my body down and lay me down on the bed without giving me any time to prepare. He also bent his body over mine and smiled at me with a mischievous smile.

"Hey!!! Let go, Myungsoo. Get up and go now."

" no !!! I like that I'm a good kid. It will prove to me that I'm not young anymore."

“Not young, not young anymore, I believe Myungsoo. You don't have to prove it, just let me go."

I begged Myungsoo, hoping he would release me. Myungsoo gave me a gentle smile before gently shaking his head to deny my request.

"Nah, Myungsoo, Myungsoo-ya, Sungyeol's good Myungsoo."

I spoke to Myungsoo again in what I thought was the sweetest tone possible. Myungsoo looked at me with satisfied eyes.

"Fine, you don't have to prove it. But……I want to do what I have wanted to do for a long time.”

Myungsoo leans his face closer. before pressing his wavy lips onto mine. I closed my eyes to Myungsoo's gentle touch with my heart pounding. Myungsoo lightly nibbled on my lower lip in approval before sending his hot tongue into my mouth. Driving my small, ignorant tongue into a corner

Sweeping the sweetness throughout my mouth until I started to have trouble breathing due to lack of air. I lightly protested against Myungsoo's chest to make him aware. Myungsoo reluctantly pulled away from the kiss.

"What...did you say...that you wouldn't prove it?"

I gulped in some air before asking Myungsoo.

"It's not proven. I told you that I will do what I have wanted to do for a long time."

"This guy is very cunning."

"Not at all crafty. I've wanted to kiss Sungyeol since ten years ago. I just got to do this."

Myungsoo laughed softly. Both of my cheeks were hot with embarrassment. Why did Myungsoo dare to speak without feeling anything?

"Your face is turning red. Are you embarrassed? I guess I'll have to kiss you again to get used to it." So I won't be embarrassed again."

Don't speak, don't speak. Myungsoo also leaned his face closer to mine.

"Enough!!! "

I shouted loudly to stop Myungsoo. Myungsoo smiles with delight until his cheeks dimple. Before changing his goal, he placed his curly lips on my forehead instead. Then change the target again to both my cheeks. Then he pulled away before laying down with his chin on the bed next to me. Sending sharp eyes to stare at my face for a long time.

One hand gently stroked the hairline on his forehead. I couldn't bear to look into those onyx eyes any longer, so I turned to look elsewhere.

" Sungyeol "

"Hmm"

I softly responded to Myungsoo, not daring to meet his eyes.

" thank you "

"Hmm. Thank you for what?"

I turned my eyes to Myungsoo and asked curiously.

"Thank you for never forgetting me. Thank you for always thinking of me. Thank you for waiting for me for ten years. And thank you for always keeping me in your memory.”

"I love you, Lee Sung Yeol."

“I love you too, Kim Myungsoo.”

Myungsoo grabbed my body and hugged him tightly, as if afraid that I would run away. I buried my face in Myungsoo's strong chest. It's so warm and full of happiness right now. The pain and suffering that I had to deal with for ten years. It instantly disappeared. It's true that waiting for someone when you don't know if you'll ever meet them again is very painful.

But just believe that you still have hope and believe in miracles. I believe that one day you will surely be fulfilled with what you have been waiting for, just like I am receiving it right now.

<< END >>

Talk...

After we wrote one special Valentine's Day fic.

The response was not very good. I suspect many people won't like it.

But because I intended to write 2 special fanfics for Nong L.

That is, 1 story on Valentine's Day and 1 story on your birthday.

So this fic was born. Plus, it's been uploaded 2 days past Nong L's birthday.

Anyway, I'll leave it here. Does anyone like it?

If there are some people who like it, maybe we'll see each other in a special fic like this again on Sungyeol's birthday.

If you are not comfortable commenting, you can tag us at L's birthday fic

For those who are waiting for the other 2 longer fics that have been put on hold, I will come back and upload them soon.