His Love Made Him Come Back

Sungyeol and Woohyun spent the whole day together.

They ate the breakfast that Woohyun had made for Sungyeol. Sungyeol insisted on feeding Woohyun, since he had made the food after all. They watched movies that Sungyeol had missed almost the entire day. The two of them cuddled with a blanket around them during the movies. Sungyeol held onto Woohyun’s hand while he rested his head on his chest. He later wrapped his arms around the elder again and just layed there, taking in Woohyun’s sweet, strawberry scent.

Sungyeol was slightly bewildered at the scent. It was extremely familiar, but it didn’t seem like Myungsoo’s scent. He could remember that Myungsoo smelled good, but he didn’t remember that he smelled this good. He felt guilty again as he looked up to see Woohyun dozing off.

I’m sorry I don’t remember everything, he thought as he snuggled against Woohyun, falling asleep to the soft sound of the elder’s breathing.

***

The next day, Sungyeol kissed Woohyun good morning and headed off to get some coffee for the two of them. Woohyun know exactly how long it would take the younger to get some coffee, considering Sungyeol always finished his coffee before he got back to Woohyun, making him walk all the way back to get another one, so he wouldn’t have to watch Woohyun drink his drink while Sungyeol stared at his empty cup. After a couple of years, Woohyun thought that Sungyeol would eventually learn and stop the habit, but he never did.

After looking out the window to see Sungyeol making his way to the coffee shop, Woohyun put on his jacket and walked out of the apartment. He wrote a little note, and left it on the counter; just in case Sungyeol came back early or Woohyun came back too late. It read:

I’ll be back soon Sungyeol.

-Love Woo Myunggie.

He called up a cab and headed to his own apartment. He didn’t know how long he would keep up this façade. What could he do? He was in pretty deep. He didn’t want to see Sungyeol cry again. He didn’t want Sungyeol to look at him in disgust.

He got to his door and pressed in the pin code. 0827. Sungyeol’s birthday.

***

While packing his clothes and belongings into a bag, he wondered what it was he actually wanted. Did he want to live his life pretending to be Myungsoo, or did he want Sungyeol to remember him?

He looked down at his clothes, surprised to feel tears running down his cheeks. He put in some pictures into the bag and tried to smile, tasting his salty tears. There were only pictures of him and Sungyeol in his apartment. His apartment was more of a home than Myungsoo and Sungyeol’s was. Now, he was getting ready to move into their apartment, because Woohyun found himself not able to think of his life without Sungyeol.

He wiped his tears, walking out of his apartment. He locked the door and started to head back to Sungyeol and Myungsoo’s.

Woohyun felt his hand shaking. When did I become so pathetic?

***

Sungyeol walked back with the coffees, drinking his own. He smiled as he walked down the familiar streets. It was funny. He should’ve woken up and resumed thinking the way he did before, but even he felt like time had passed. He felt as if his life had changed a bit.

Halfway back, he finished his own coffee. He sighed. I always do this… He chuckled softly as he remembered every time he did this. He remembered always telling himself he’d remember next time not to drink it all, but it never happens. He sighs as he starts walking back to the coffee shop. I hope Myunggie doesn’t have to wait too long.

As Sungyeol stood in line, he put his hand in his pocket to check his phone for the time. He panicked for a second when he realized it wasn’t there. But he then remembered that he didn’t have his phone. It was ruined in the accident. His name was called from the barista to pick up his coffee, and he made a mental note to get another phone soon.

Maybe I could go with Myunggie! I remember us having matching phones.

***

Sungyeol walked down the hallway, with the coffees in his hands. Luckily, his didn’t run out on the way back again. He really needed to learn his lesson when it came to running coffee errands.

He headed down to find the apartment, and found someone standing outside. His eyebrow rose, wondering who this man was. He had caramel hair and had a strong scent of vanilla coming from him. There was nothing familiar about the man, and Sungyeol couldn’t think of anything he had forgotten besides how Myungsoo looked.

The man turned around, and Sungyeol noticed slight panic in the man’s eyes.

“Y-you must be Sungyeol…” he breathed out.

Sungyeol looked at the man with confusion in his eyes. Was this another person I had forgotten?

“Uhm, yeah, I’m Sungyeol…I’m sorry, but who are you?” Sungyeol put his hand on his neck, embarrassed to have forgotten yet another person. He didn’t think of anyone but Myungsoo since he had woken up.

“I’m Sunggyu.”

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Sunggyu's back everyone!

What do you think will happen? ^^