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Inspired by the picture above

“I think I love you…”

The words softly spoken by a fidgeting Jongin echoes through Kyungsoo’s head as he mindlessly maneuvers through the bustling crowd at the airport. Airports are full of a myriad of broken goodbyes and exuberant reunions and business men running to catch their flight and the distant ringing of cellphones.

Not confessions. Confessions that were never supposed to slip passed the full lips of a hopelessly in love Jongin.

Of course, Kyungsoo mistook his rushed confession of affection as a mere joke. Lightly punching Jongin in the arm afterword and telling him to stop playing around and go get his luggage checked. One glance at the latter’s crestfallen face told him otherwise. He was being serious.

How dare him. How dare Jongin ruin their friendship like this. They were supposed to be friends forever and now…now, it will never be the same. How could it be the same? How could he continue to spend nights awake watching kids movies until the light of dawn percolates through their cracked blinds, telling them it’s time to finally get some sleep.

How could he rush over to Jongin’s in the middle of the night because the younger one had nightmares and needs someone to cuddle with. How could he feel the tender security of friendship as he wakes up in the morning, disheveled and shirt riding up to