Baekhyun is sitting on the couch, looking through a scrapbook that he forced Kyungsoo into making a while back. It was before everything bad that could happen happened to Kyungsoo. They were happy, Kyungsoo didn’t cry himself to sleep every night, and they knew everything that went on with each other. He smiles to himself as he touches a picture they took at a fair

    “That was a long time ago, huh?” a voice says and Baekhyun’s head shoots up to look at Kyungsoo, standing in the doorway. “We really changed.”

    Baekhyun is too shocked to say anything as he takes in Kyungsoo’s sunken in cheeks and dark bags around his eyes. He’s pale and looks tired, but he offers a weak smile that makes Baekhyun get up and wrap him in a hug.

    “You scared the living out of me, Kyungsoo,” he whispers. Baekhyun pulls out of the hug to slap Kyungsoo before going back and hugging him tighter.

    “Do you feel better now?” Kyungsoo asks, rubbing his cheek.

    “Just shut up.” Baekhyun’s voice cracks and Kyungsoo pushes him away to look at his face.

    “Are you crying?” Kyungsoo mocks and Baekhyun turns around so that Kyungsoo can’t see that he is in fact crying. “I can’t believe it. You’re actually crying!”

    “Of course I’m crying!” Baekhyun shouts, spinning around. “We barely hold a conversation for months and then I find out that you’ve overdosed and when I go to see you you’re missing! So excuse me if I can’t hold in my tears.” He wipes his eyes and laughs bitterly. “I always brag to Taeyeon how I never cry and now look at me. I’ve cried two times this month and it’s all your fault.”

    “I’m sorry, Baekhyun. I am so sorry. For everything.” Kyungsoo takes a step towards Baekhyun to give him another hug, but Baekhyun just shakes his head.     

    “You might want to save some of those for someone else,” he says, wiping his eyes. As soon as he finishes speaking, the bathroom door opens and out walks Jongin, looking at something on his phone as he walks into the room, completely oblivious to the two people standing there.

    “Jongin,” Baekhyun says, watching as Jongin moves around the sofa and falls down onto it.

    “What if he moved towns?” Jongin asks, typing something into his phone. “I don’t think he could have gotten far on foot, so I’m going-”

    “Jongin,” Baekhyun says again, louder.

    Jongin looks up from his phone to Baekhyun curiously before he spots Kyungsoo and his phone falls from his hand. Baekhyun clears his throat and pats Kyungsoo on the shoulder before walking into one of the bedrooms to give them some privacy.

    “I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Jongin says, clearing his throat. He bends down to pick up his phone and finds his hands becoming sweaty. “You had Baekhyun and I scared less these past few days.”

    Kyungsoo rubs the back of his neck and nods. “Yeah, sorry,” he mumbles. “But I’m back now so you can head home and do whatever you were doing before all of this.”

    Jongin frowns and shakes his head. “Paris can wait,” Jongin says, taking a step closer to Kyungsoo. “I’m not leaving until I know for a fact that you’re going to be okay.”

    Kyungsoo takes a step back to keep the distance between him and Jongin and he can see the hurt in his best friend’s eyes. “I don’t think I’ll ever really be okay, Jongin.” He breaths out a short laugh. “Besides, why stay behind for something you don’t love.”

    Jongin closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Kyungsoo, I didn’t mean that. You know I didn’t. I was angry and it just slipped out.”

    “It had to be hiding in there for it to slip out,” Kyungsoo says and Jongin opens his mouth to say something, but Kyungsoo shakes his head. “I’m not angry about it and I didn’t come back to discuss it.”

    “Then why did you come back?” Jongin asks.

    “For one,” Kyungsoo says, motioning around the room, “this is my house.” Jongin makes an ‘oh’ with his mouth and Kyungsoo lets a smile peek out. “And for another,” he starts, taking a deep breath, “I’ve been thinking a lot about what Kris said.”

    “You’ve seen Kris?” Jongin asks, his voice starting to sound angry.

    “It’s besides the point.” Kyungsoo waves his hand in the air to sweep that whole other conversation under the rug. “He told me that I could love someone was if I learned to love myself first.” Jongin watches Kyungsoo and waits to see if he’s going to say something else, and he does. “But I think that’s bull. I don’t think I have ever loved myself. But , Christ, I loved you so much that I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

    Jongin bites his lip and shakes his head. “Don’t. Don’t say that,” he mumbles, looking away so that the water filling his eyes is hidden.

    “It’s true-”

    “I don’t want it to be!” Jongin snaps, spinning his head to stare at Kyungsoo. “Dyo-” Jongin breathes, biting his knuckle to try and keep the tears away. “You weren’t the one,” his voice cracks, “but oh God did I love you.”

    Kyungsoo is crying now and Jongin takes a large step forward to pull him into tight hug. “Someday, someone is going to look at you like you’re the best thing in the world.”

    They stand like that for a while until Baekhyun walks in and pulls them apart, claiming he wants more time with Kyungsoo and Jongin used up all of his. They let out a laugh that’s filled with tears of joy and for once, Kyungsoo can see a sliver of light at the end of this dark tunnel he’s stuck in.

a/n: yooo so kyungsoo and his whole explanation of how he loves jongin is based off of this  because i'm a total sap for like that. ANYWAY THANKS AGAIN FOR READING YOU GUYS ROCK