Prologue 

     Bang Yongguk watched as six year old Choi Junhong buzzed about the room, making gun shot sounds as he waved around his newly recieved toy airplane. Junhong came from a wealthy family, unlike Yongguk, so, when his birthday came, there wasn't much Yongguk could get for him, especially when he wasn't even old enough to have a real job. Still, Junhong liked his present more than anyone elses, particularly because it was hand painted, a picture of both of the boys looking out of the window on either side. Painting wasn't exactly Yongguk's best ability, but it didn't matter to Junhong.

     "I don't get what you're so happy about," Yongguk huffed.

     "It's the best gift ever!" Junhong smiled, his missing tooth making him look even more babyish than usual, and threw his arm around the older's body.

     "Why are you so clingy?" Yongguk complained, prying Junhong off of him.

     Junhong pouted and turned away, crouching down to the floor. "Don't you like me, hyung?"

     "Zelo," Yongguk sighed, squatting down and turning Junhong to face him. "Of course I like you. I just don't like you sticking to me like you'll never see me again." That wasn't the whole truth. He wasn't fond of how it made him look, but he actually liked how close he and Junhong were. "Hey," Yongguk brought a hand to the younger boy's face. "Big boys don't cry," he said, wiping away a tear. 

     "Hyung?"

     "Mm?"

     "Do you know who you're going to marry?"

     "Where did that come from?" Yongguk chuckled, ruffling Junhong's hair.

     "Mommy told me today that people marry the person they love the most in the world, aside from their family."

     "I suppose that's true," he answered, even though his mind noted that some people actually do marry a family member.

     "Will you marry me, then?"

     Yongguk laughed at the boy's naivete and offered him a hand as he stood up. "When you're older."