“Minseok,” Baekhyun breathed, the only sound that would come out of his mouth.

The boy looked up into the red eyes, “Pardon? How do you know my name?”

“I…” Baekhyun’s voice trembled and he had to sink his teeth into his bottom lip to keep himself from saying anything more and from crying.

“Do I know you?”

Baekhyun almost choked, “No, but I know you.”

The familiar sentence left his lips before he could stop it. He wanted to say something else. Anything else. But he couldn’t. He felt an uneasy feeling tighten in the pits of his stomach and across his chest as his heart hammered just below. Every part of him ached and yearned to touch the boy. To make sure this was real. To make sure this wasn’t another dream.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me, Sir…”

Minseok pushed past the strange man, his words still ringing in his ears.

Do I know you?
No, but I know you.

The familiarity of them washed over him. An inexplicable peacefulness. There was something calming about that vampire’s voice… Something comforting about his face… It bothered him that he couldn’t place the vampire. A nagging feeling, more nagging than that of his urgency to finish his paper, consumed him. He knew him from somewhere… Deep down, he knew…

Minseok stopped dead in his tracks.

Byun…?

Byun Baekhyun...?

Minseok his heels and watched the vampire’s retreating back, “Baekhyun!” he screamed, the name tearing from his throat with heavy need and desperation. His voice carried over to the man, forcing him to stop in his tracks.

A small smile fluttered onto Baekhyun’s lips as he glanced over his shoulder, breaking out into a grin at the sight of Minseok in tears and shock sparkling in his eyes,  “Do I know you?”

Their story is not over, yet.