“Are you sure this would work?”

Jinah taps her fingers on his thighs anxiously, biting on her bottom lip as she continues to contemplate on Chanyeol’s suggestions. The man holds onto her hand tightly in response, gives her an assuring smile and nods.

A part of her thinks that her fiancé is insane, but deep inside, she knows that this is what she wants.

It’s what they both want.

“Trust me on this, okay?” Chanyeol says. “This is the only way we could be together for now. I know how much it hurts for us to not see each other every day.”

She sighs. “Is this going to be forever?”

“No, it’s not—not forever.” Chanyeol sighs as well, a heavy weight of guilt hanging on his shoulder. “Just… until it’s the right time to tell him the truth.”

—

“I think I should sign up for piano lessons again,” Baekhyun chuckles, poking at his food with a fork. “I only remember some of the notes… That’s awful. Do you know anyone who teaches piano lessons for the blind?”

“I don’t know…” Chanyeol shrugs. “Ask one of your friends.”

“Can I—”

A loud ring of the doorbell travels through the whole house, interrupting Baekhyun from asking further questions on stupid piano classes. His ears perk up when he hears Chanyeol’s chair creaking loudly as he immediately stands up and struts towards the door.

Baekhyun gathers the plates and glasses, careful enough not let them slip on the floor. As he walks to the kitchen, placing the plates into the sink, he hears Chanyeol laughing. “Who’s at the door, Chanyeol?”

Chanyeol calls his name out loud, telling him to hurry down to the living room to greet a guest. “Remember when I told you that you needed someone to take care of you while I’m off to work or something?”

Baekhyun runs his fingers through the locks of his hair. “…Yes, but I don’t think that’s necessary—”

“Well, I’ve already found someone.” Chanyeol says; Baekhyun could almost sense the wide smile on his face.

“Baekhyun, this is Jinah,” his husband grabs onto his hand to touch the stranger’s skin, making him flinch abruptly. “She’ll be living with us now. To take care of you.”

At that moment, Baekhyun wants to laugh and disappear. Who wouldn’t recognize that particular sweet smell of perfume that he has been trying to forget?

—

The last time he had remembered, his old friend, Yifan had beautiful brown hair and sun-kissed skin. Although now, even when Baekhyun is unable to see, he still could feel the warmth of Yifan’s laughter as they shake hands. He smiles shyly, both his hands tangled on his lap.

Wu Yifan is the owner of the small pub downtown that Baekhyun used to perform in — before he performed one of his favourite song and captured Chanyeol’s attention. Back then, Yifan wasn’t very pleased to hear that Chanyeol had forced Baekhyun to quit his job as a performer. Eventually, due to Chanyeol’s persistence, Yifan reluctantly approved of Baekhyun’s decision to quit.

“How are you?” Baekhyun starts, initiating a rather awkward conversation with his former boss. “You must be busy. I’m sorry to be calling you so suddenly…”

“It’s fine, I’m doing good,” he could hear the smi