Taehyun sees Minho in the blinding lights of the bar he sings at, remembers the way Minho dances, asking him if he's having fun.

He sees him in the cold drink his hands are gripping tightly, remembers the way Minho chuckles, telling him they should go out more often.

As he walks home, Taehyun sees him in the blurry lamp posts lining the street, remembers the way Minho staggers, cajoling him that he isn't drunk.

As he sits on his couch, Taehyun sees him in the glinting moonrays, remembers Minho's sleeping face, remembers the way his nose scrunches, making Taehyun's heart thump faster.

As he lays on his bed, closes his eyes, Taehyun sees Minho in the back of his eyelids, remembers the way Minho laughs, remembers the way Minho holds his hand, remembers the way Minho looks at him.

As he stays awake, staring blankly at his ceiling, Taehyun remembers the promises they made when they were still too naive to believe.

Taehyun hates remembering.