What Is Love

Once Sungyeol heard the door close, he walked into the bedroom. He wondered how long Sunggyu and Myungsoo would be talking. He hoped they wouldn’t be too long. Myungsoo’s coffee was going to get cold.

He walked to the bed and sat down. He let his legs dangle and swing while he waited. He got bored very quickly and started to walk around the house. He sat down on the couch, deciding to watch some TV, but his eyes wandered away from the show, and he found himself looking around the house again.

He heard a loud voice from outside the apartment. He was about to get up and go check it out, but he assumed that the two of them were arguing and they wouldn’t appreciate someone getting in the middle of it. Sungyeol sighed. He was really getting bored. He then saw something shiny on the table by the TV that he didn’t see before.

Sungyeol walked over to it and picked it up. He beamed. It was a new phone! It looked just like the old one that he had before the accident. There was a little note on it that said it was for him. He smiled at the thought that Myungsoo had this ready for him. There was a sim in it and everything. There weren’t any contacts or pictures in it yet though.

He held the new phone in his hand and headed over to the computer. He turned it on and signed into his account. He raised his eyebrow when he saw his wallpaper though. It was of an infinite sign. He remembered putting this as his wallpaper, but he didn’t remember why. He could feel that it was important though, and that he should remember because someone important helped him choose it out. It was probably Myungsoo. I feel so bad though. Why can’t I remember this kind of stuff?

Sungyeol clicked on “start” and plugged the new phone in. He clicked on “pictures” and started to scroll to the top. Maybe I can remember some stuff if I look through our pictures.

The first few were of him and Woohyun. He smiles as he scrolls through the pictures of him and Woohyun together. There were a bunch of them hugging and laughing together. It seemed that they were always hugging. There were some of just Sungyeol though. It seemed that Woohyun took a hold of Sungyeol’s old phone and took pictures of him without Sungyeol looking. He scrolls through all of the pictures, his grin growing bigger and bigger as he sees how close the two of them were. Myunggie and I really are the perfect couple. I can’t believe I couldn’t remember what he looked like.

There was one last picture in the file though, and it was of him and Myungsoo.

The real Myungsoo.

And the memories of the actual Myungsoo all came back.

Sungyeol suddenly realizes that the person he was living with wasn’t who he thought he was.

***

Sungyeol goes back to the previous picture. Who is this? Why do I have more pictures of him and me than of me and Myungsoo? Who is this person? W-w-why does he look like he loves me in all of these pictures?

Sungyeol starts to panic and he hears the door open again.

He sees Woohyun’s face, and he starts to cry.

***

Woohyun closes the door and sighs. The talk with Sunggyu was eye-opening. He had to tell Sungyeol. He had to tell Sungyeol the truth.

His eyes widen when he notices Sungyeol crying.

“S-Sungyeol, why are you crying?”

In the middle of his sobbing, Sungyeol manages to stutter out, “W-w-who a-are you?”

Woohyun’s heart drops and his mind panics again.

“W-what do you mean?” he asks, walking towards Sungyeol.

“D-don’t come any closer,” Sungyeol’s says, backing away slowly, “Who are you… you aren’t Myunggie…what happened to Myungsoo?”

Woohyun sighed. The truth had to come out now.

“M-Myungsoo’s dead Sungyeol. I’m so so sorry.”

Sungyeol started to cry even more now.

“Myungsoo’s dead?!? And you thought of taking the liberty of replacing him?!?”

Woohyun tried to walk closer to Sungyeol and calm him down, but Sungyeol back away again, slapping away the hand that Woohyun reached out.

“I-I”

“Who are you?? Why did you lie to me?!?”

“B-because I-“

Sungyeol wiped away a tear and turned away from Woohyun. “You know what, get out. I don’t want to hear it.”

Sungyeol walked into the bedroom and locked the door.

Woohyun immediately ran after him, falling to the ground when he was too late to catch Sungyeol before he locked the door.

“Sungyeol! Sungyeol please! Don’t do this to me!” he cries out.

Sungyeol sat against the door, crying again as he feels Woohyun’s attempts to get the door open.

***

After a few hours of banging and almost breaking down the door, Sungyeol calmed down from his huge crying fit. Now only a few sniffles and silent tears came out as he sat down on the floor.

Woohyun was on his knees on the other side of the door, still lightly hitting the door, hoping Sungyeol would find it in his heart to open it.

Woohyun’s hands were almost bleeding now from his multiple attempts. They were red for sure.

“S-sungyeol…”

Sungyeol sniffled. “W-who are you…”

Woohyun then gave up. He wasn’t going to lie anymore. If Sungyeol wanted him gone after this, then he would go. He just had to tell Sungyeol the truth.

“I-I’m Woohyun…I was your best friend…the best friend that you forgot all about…the best friend—the best friend that was hopelessly in love with you. I-I-I’m sorry Sungyeol…”

Sungyeol hears Woohyun’s name for the first time since he woke up and suddenly, the rest of his memories come back.

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One more chapter guise!

Is anyone sad? :p