A cheery blue sun lit sky welcomed Seunghyun as he opened the front door and left the house. Wandering down the garden path and opening the iron gate he started to consider whether a tight fitted shirt was the right thing to wear, it probably wasn't the best idea that he had ever had, though those sorts of thoughts were few and far between. No matter, Seunghyun shrugged as he turned and started to make his way down the street, because nothing was going to bother him today. A simple solution presented itself and he rolled his sleeves up, exposing his sweating skin to the faintly cool air.

Anyway, he had plenty of other things to worry about like deciding on the best way to approach Jiyong without sounding like a total creep. Unlike Seunghyun's brain his feet were moving at double their usual pace and for some reason his heart raced, he blamed it on his speed combined with a lack of exercise, when in reality he was just extremely nervous. So nervous that his hands anxiously twisted at his sides, his thumbs were working their way down his fingers in an attempt to flick the sweat from his palms. Remember to breathe, Seunghyun repeated to himself over and over again, it's going to be alright.

This time Seunghyun wished that the walk had been longer, that he had more time to think, because before he knew it he was stood outside the supermarket staring up at the familiar neon lit sign. Now don't ruin this Seunghyun breathed in, took a step through the automatic doors and breathed out. He was in, every thing's going to be just fine.

Seunghyun scanned the familiar interior of the supermarket, today it seemed to be practically empty apart from a few young mothers with prams, and his eyes couldn't stop moving as they absorbed their surroundings. He didn't pick up a basket, he forgot about the need to think up of a good excuse as to why he was here again and instead Seunghyun's mind focused on one goal only, to find Jiyong. He thought that maybe the excuse would present itself later.

Walking down the first aisle Jiyong was nowhere in sight, the stand alone cake shelves were ignored, and Seunghyun turned down the next aisle. This apprehensive circle of nothingness continued down several more aisles until someone's back halted him in his tracks. The person looked familiar; a puny looking sort of guy with brown hair in a red shirt, could this be Jiyong? Carefully Seunghyun walked back down the aisle he had just come from and tried to get a peek at the guy through the shelves, he didn't want to make a fool out of himself by tapping the shoulder of the wrong guy. It just so happened that Seunghyun had chosen to peer at the guy through a shelf of...of...unmentionable items.

The guy seemed to look a little bigger than Jiyong up close and his hair seemed to be more black than brown. Perhaps this guy wasn't Jiyong? Hmm... Seunghyun leaned in closer to the shelf shifting a couple of boxes out of the way in an attempt to get a better look.

“Oh !” Seunghyun jolted when he felt a hand carefully pat the back of his shoulder, spinning around to face the owner of the hand a terrified breath caught itself in his throat.

“Hello there! Sorry if I scared you!” That smile. That god awful perfect smile. And hair and face and-

“Jiyong!” Seunghyun zealously gasped out whilst his heart suffered from multiple burning palpitations. He was going to die but at least Jiyong was beaming, happy in the knowledge that he had manage to knock fifty years off of Seunghyun's life.

“Seunghyun isn't it?” And now he was blushing, Seunghyun could feel his own cheeks burn up too though god knows why.

“Yes! I mean-Yeah it is” Seunghyun cleared his throat and tried to adopt a more casual - yet sophisticated - pose by burying his hands into his jeans pockets.

“Did you forget something yesterday?” Jiyong took a step back allowing Seunghyun to breathe again, he spoke as if he knew exactly why Seunghyun had returned and a teasing smirk curved his lips. The latter just watched Jiyong, soaking up every detail that his memory could possibly remember for later, he noticed that Jiyong's hair was different today, it looked a lot more messier and there was a lot less gel. It sort of hung a little flat against his rounded face, with the slightly longer side flicking under his chin, but he still managed to look so together. “Seunghyun?”

“Uh sorry what-” His cheeks burned brighter than the sun outside as he stammered an answer, so much for being ballsy and confident. Jiyong shook his head with a little laugh

“I said did you forget something yesterday? Did you miss something off your list?” He repeated catching his smile with a small bite in the corner of his lips. Seunghyun phased out again, with every single movement that Jiyong made it was as if he was stuffing cotton wool right into Seunghyun's ears making it damn near impossible to concentrate, let alone pay attention to what the guy was saying.

“I, uh, well-” Was all Seunghyun could mumble before he became sidetracked again, this time it was the look of attentiveness which currently emanated from Jiyong's eyes. His own eyes were drawn in unable to look anywhere else, how in the heck- Jiyong's eyes flickered with specks of amber, chestnut brown and gold- Seunghyun felt like a bird which had a tendency to be amazed by shiny things. He had never noticed just how bright Jiyong's eyes seemed to be.

“Let's see what you were looking at” Jiyong peered over a brainless Seunghyun at the shelf behind him, slipping his hands over the taller man's shoulders and trying to get a peek. He let out a sharp gasp when he noticed causing Seunghyun to stiffen in fear, oh bugger...

“I wasn't looking at them actually I was-!” The end of Seunghyun's idiotic sentence was cut off as Jiyong jumped back and managed to propel himself into the shelf behind. Seunghyun could only look on as packets of tissues fell from their shelves and covered Jiyong, oh just great - nice one Seunghyun. Now you've really ruined it.

“Condoms?” Jiyong exclaimed as the final packet of tissues from the shelf greeted his head. “You forgot condoms?” He murmured repeatedly to his stunned self and therefore filling the void of embarrassed silence between them.

“No, don't misunderstand, I was just-” Seunghyun cleared his throat again and tried to smirk at Jiyong who was looking up at him expectantly. “What I mean is...” He knelt down in front of Jiyong and starting lifting the packets of tissues away from Jiyong's motionless body. “Every guy needs some you know how it is...” For some reason, unknown to the universe, in that moment stupid Seunghyun decided to try and wink. He figured that he needed to show a little bit of his new found confidence and he was out to impress. Jiyong frowned silently until he cautiously replied with

“Are you O.K? Your eye is twitching?” He looked concerned even a little panicked.

“Oh, uh, erm-” Seunghyun's blush returned and he had to glance away before he exploded from Jiyong's stare. “I was attempting to wink” He tried to laugh out the embarrassment but he was met by more silence, Jiyong looked beyond bewildered.

“Winking?” He thoughtfully repeated to himself.

“Yeah-uh, I was just trying to be funny” Seunghyun unfastened the top button of his shirt and tried to calm down by waving the collar about. Bloody hell it was hot in here. “I'm just going to apologise, leave and find a nice corner to die in. Excuse me” When he had finished moving the last packet of tissues from Jiyong's right kneecap Seunghyun stood up, this wasn't happening like he had imagined. Out of all of the imaginary scenarios that Seunghyun had created in his head he did not picture this, he couldn't even come up with this in his wildest dreams.

“Hang on!” Jiyong called before Seunghyun could escape. “You're not going to just leave me down here are you?” That idiotic smile returned to Jiyong's lips, that damn incandescent smile. “It's kinda your fault I'm down here...” He airily chuckled indifferent to the look of horror which momentarily possessed Seunghyun's face. The cheek of this guy! Why did he feel like such a fool around Jiyong?

“I suppose that was my revenge for you ruining my favourite t-shirt and you're lucky that you fell into the tissue shelves” Seunghyun jested with a shrug as he extended a hand to Jiyong. “We can call it quits now” He couldn't help but grin when Jiyong reached up and clasped a tight hold of his hand. Seunghyun lifted him up in one go, the guy was unsurprisingly light, but once Jiyong was back on his feet he didn't let go, he didn't pull away, and neither did Seunghyun. The pair shared a little stare reminiscent of their first meeting even tinged with that familiar look of sincere embarrassment.

“Technically that was your fault too...” Jiyong pointed out as he gently slipped his hand from Seunghyun's. “So we can't call it quits yet” His present slick smirk was tinted with a look of mischievousness Seunghyun could just tell by through one look that Jiyong had something up his sleeve, he had a strong gut feeling which wouldn't budge. Although Seunghyun didn't mind actually he was rather happy that Jiyong didn't want to call it quits, whatever it is.

“I guess you're right” Seunghyun gleefully answered “Hey perhaps I could try and make it up to you, do you have a break sometime?” The question rolled from his tongue without much coherent thought, though such a thing was becoming inconceivable around Jiyong.

“Well” Jiyong's smile vanished into a contemplative pout and once again Seunghyun was staring at him as if he was a highly prized item in a new exhibition at the National Museum of Korea. That was incredibly cheesy and Seunghyun wished he could've retracted the sentence before he had thought it but it was true, for some reason Jiyong evoked all of these irrational cheesy feelings within him. He shook his head and tried to remain on planet Earth. “To be honest I haven't had a day off for the past three months so...” Jiyong lowered his voice to a soft whisper whilst carefully glancing around their surroundings then his smirk grew even wider, if that was even possible.

“So?” Seunghyun didn't follow, just what exactly was Jiyong trying to suggest?

“Let's get out of here before anyone notices that I'm gone!” Before Seunghyun knew it Jiyong grabbed a hold of his hand and started dragging him towards the exit. Seunghyun was amazed and he could only ask as they ran

“Won't you get into trouble for this?” Apparently not, according to Jiyong's sudden sharp laugh.

“They won't even notice that I'm gone” He snorted tugging Seunghyun's hand further forward.

And that was that, there was no going back, Jiyong dragged Seunghyun through Seoul's streets. The run seemed to be never ending, it was as if Jiyong just wanted to completely escape everything that he had ever known and Seunghyun was quite happy to just follow him. Seunghyun was out of breath quickly but he didn't care, despite the sweat from the overheating sun, the big grin which slipped from Seunghyun's lips couldn't be stopped. The wetness between their held hands, the inner heat created from the light hold, and the in sync footsteps seemed to drum a melody of freed bliss down the streets entwined with the lyrics of their heavy breaths. It was until both guys felt as if they were about to collapse that they stop and did exactly that, they fell onto a little patch of grass right next to each other in a little park in the middle of nowhere.

Laying down on the grass Seunghyun leaned his head to the side and watched as Jiyong stared up at the sky, their hands were still tightly pressed together but neither cared nor fully realised. Jiyong's eyes fluttered between clouds as if he was searching for some peace in the sky whilst the pace of his breathing calmed down, just watching him made Seunghyun feel at peace. And then that strange feeling tugged at his insides, squeezing out all of the air in his lungs and causing his thoughts to cease. What was this feeling? And why did it feel as if he was about to die though at the same time he felt extremely happy about this fact? Was it possible to die at the sight of someone, someone who-

“That cloud looks like a dragon” Jiyong pointed with his free hand up at the sky. “The dragon's flying through the sky but there's a little trail of cloud behind it, maybe the dragon's trapped...” He looked at Seunghyun just as the latter glanced up at the sky, he couldn't for the life of him see a dragon shape, to him it kind of looked like a lopsided bunny.

“Yeah...” Seunghyun stretched the truth which he felt was nothing different to what Jiyong was doing seeing as there was no way that that cloud resembled a dragon. “I can see it... Perhaps the dragon doesn't deserve to be free though? Perhaps it's best if the dragon can't escape?” What a way to kill the mood Seunghyun, he wished that he could have the power to automatically zip his mouth up whenever he was around Jiyong so that his inner thoughts didn't slip from his lips.

“But a dragon is a dragon” Jiyong stated a matter-of-factly “And it only knows how to be a dragon so how could it be anything else?” His question stumped Seunghyun so much so that he was unable to reply. Seunghyun's eyes just returned to looking at Jiyong as if he was an alien, just what exactly was going on inside of this guys crazy head? Actually never mind, Seunghyun didn't need to know. “If I was a dragon I would be proud of my flames and big wings” The volume of Jiyong's voice decreased as if he was upset for this mysterious dragon cloud “I'd fly all over the world and see all the beautiful places. I wouldn't hide the fact that I was a dragon and if I was trapped I would free myself” He turned to look at Seunghyun when only silence answered him. “Wouldn't you do the same?” Jiyong slipped his hand from Seunghyun's then rolled over onto his front and rested his head on his raised palms. This meant that now Jiyong was directly staring at Seunghyun though they were now laying so close that their sides were touching and Seunghyun genuinely did not know where to look. He wanted to meet Jiyong's vacuum stare of empathy but he couldn't bring himself to do so, Seunghyun didn't want Jiyong to know just how pathetic he was. He'd forgotten what it felt like to share a natural closeness with another human being.

“No I wouldn't” Seunghyun sighed and ignored Jiyong's stare, he said that he wouldn't lie and he was going to stick to this pact. “I'd want to fit in with all the princes and princess, I'd want to be invited up to the castle for social gatherings and I wouldn't want to bring any unnecessary attention to myself” Seunghyun heard a sigh escape Jiyong's mouth which commanded his full attention, he stared at Jiyong and the guy looked as if he was about to cry.

“That's sad” A small tremble quivered Jiyong's bottom lip as he gradually replied “But at the end of the day all the princes and princess blur into the same thing, they're generic people. And they probably wish to be something a little more special, like a dragon...”

“Yeah but the dragon sticks out like a sore thumb, it doesn't matter if it's special or not, it still doesn't have a place of it's own” Seunghyun quickly fired back becoming oddly aggravated by Jiyong's naivety. “And anyway it's just a cloud” He shrugged brushing the cloud's story away and glancing back up at the sky, the dragon cloud was now dispersing into much smaller lumps of fluff. See? Nothing ever lasts.

“When I first saw you I thought that you were just a normal person, well not completely normal because you kinda scared me a little, but you looked just like everyone else. I appreciated your help, don't get me wrong, but that didn't stop me from wondering why did he bother to stop and help a loser like me? No one has that sort of kindness in their hearts nowadays. Everyone that enters our shop is just so busy, they rush from aisle to aisle trying to pick up the latest bargains and they only care about themselves. That's when I thought hey maybe this ordinary guy is a little special? Maybe there is still such a thing as kindness? And then I saw you walk away to continue your shop, you clutched onto your basket so tightly, your head was lowered and you shopped as if you were afraid to touch anything. And I thought to myself I want to know someone like that” At this moment Jiyong paused and gently lowered his hand onto Seunghyun's chest, it was just one simple light touch, a little pat which felt as if Jiyong had directly touched Seunghyun's heart.

What was this feeling? And why did it make Seunghyun feel as if he was about to cry? How could such a small insignificant touch feel like so much? “I know you probably think that I'm crazy” Jiyong slid his hand back underneath his chin and laughed masking a small sigh.

“I thought that anyway” Seunghyun managed to speak, his mind managed to create a coherent sentence, though his voice broke from the pressure building within his throat. He tried to clear said throat but that only resulted in a slight blur hindering his eyesight. What the hell was happening to him?! Was he really about to cry? Someone, no not just anyone, Jiyong had just said in clear concise words that he wanted to know Seunghyun. Someone wanted to know him, someone wanted to spend time with him, someone saw him.

“Good!” Jiyong giggled completely obvious of Seunghyun's choked state. “Because I'd rather be completely crazy than boringly normal” He patted Seunghyun's chest again although this time he used a little more playful force. “Hey I bet I can make you laugh. Look watch this” Jiyong looked sideways and raised a hand to the side of his face to block Seunghyun's view, a second later Jiyong's face returned.

At first Seunghyun was a little horrified by the sight of Jiyong's eyelids being inhumanely folded over themselves but after a minute of watching him attempt to hold the position whilst his eyes streamed with resisting tears Seunghyun couldn't help but laugh. He laughed so hard at just how plain ridiculous Jiyong looked, it was an incredible sight something of which would be forever ingrained in Seunghyun's mind.

“You'll damage your eyes” Seunghyun pointed out whilst attempting to hold his laughter in.

“Don't worry I am a pro” Jiyong's confident response was quickly knocked out of the park when he started to panic. “I can't see now! I can't see! Seunghyun my eyes-”

“I told you, you should've listened to me but oh no don't worry I'm a pro...” He smirked whilst Jiyong tried to feel the tips of his eyelids with his fingers. Rolling his own eyes Seunghyun sat up and helped eyelids back up onto his knees, he shifted a little so that he was sat directly in front of Jiyong. “Stay still” Seunghyun sighed as he raised his hands to Jiyong's face, with a gentle flick of his thumbs Seunghyun restored Jiyong's eyes to their former sparkly glory. “There you go.”

Seunghyun's disapproving eyes were greeted with a huge sheepish smile, one of which seemed to make him breathless again. Without fully realising what he was doing Seunghyun's thumbs trailed down from Jiyong's eyes, along the silky surface of the guy's cheeks and lightly brushed against the tips of Jiyong's sideburns. It was ridiculous how soft this guy's hair was under the tips of his thumbs and Seunghyun managed to lose himself in a purely tactile sensory experience. Jiyong didn't push him away or sternly tell him to get off, rather he seemed to encourage the exploration of Seunghyun's thumbs by marginally tilting his head to the side. However once the haze had worn off and the realisation of what he was actually doing kicked in Seunghyun swiftly retracted his hands and apologised

“I'm so sorry” He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks, the palms of his hands breaking out into yet another sweat, and truth be told Seunghyun felt a little dizzy. He probably needed something to drink, yes that was it.

“It's okay” The shadow of a silhouette called from in front of Seunghyun, of course it was Jiyong but the sun was now in such a position that he managed to block it from Seunghyun's view and this resulted in Jiyong and the sun glaring way too much for his eyes to handle. “Here” The silhouette shifted forward and pulled something out of its pocket then carefully slid the item over Seunghyun's eyes, it was a pair of sunglasses and now Seunghyun was even more indebted to Jiyong. “I did make you laugh though” Jiyong was now visible again and it looked as if he was trying to hold in a burst of laughter.

“I guess you did” Seunghyun shyly admitted “Although the question I have now is what're you laughing at?” He blinked a couple of times and slanted his head a little to the left so that Jiyong became clearer.

“Hang on” Jiyong wiggled about and pulled something else out of his other pocket. “Say cheese!” What in the hell was he doing? Was he really taking a- “Bingu you need to smile~!” Dammit. There was no way in this entire universe that Seunghyun could resist the dulcet tone of Jiyong's plea, he couldn't help but laugh at just how dumb and humiliated he felt. So he smiled, Seunghyun was smiling for so long that he felt as if his mouth was about to drop off though he could see the concentration in Jiyong's face as he tried to take a good picture and so Seunghyun tried to hold the position. Once the picture was taken Jiyong slid beside Seunghyun and showed him raising his white phone to Seunghyun's face, well that answered his question of whether Jiyong had a phone or not. “See?” Jiyong couldn't control his laughter and so he burst at the seams, his laughter annoyed Seunghyun so much that the latter swiped the phone off him and continued to look at his photo.

“I think I look good” Seunghyun stiffly answered whilst Jiyong was rolling about on the ground beside him. “But I have to agree leopard print doesn't really suit me” He laughed feeling a small nip on the corner of his elbow, Seunghyun looked down and noticed that Jiyong was trying to grab a hold of his arm.

“I,uh-” It was hard for Seunghyun to understand a word of what Jiyong was currently saying, the guy was laughing so hard he looked as if he was about to pee himself. “You-I-Omo-I-can't-uh-uh-” Jiyong reached up for his phone but Seunghyun knew better and stretched his arm higher in the air. “My-phone?” Jiyong panted still laughing his head off.

“Nope” Seunghyun merely replied raising his arm up even higher and out of Jiyong's reach “I don't think so somehow” Jiyong's laughter dimmed and he tried to sit up but apparently gravity wasn't going to let him so Seunghyun continued to speak whilst Jiyong fell back to the ground “That's what you get when you're mean” He stuck his tongue out at Jiyong who pretended to be offended by this childish reply.

“But Bingu~” He pleaded again and now it was Seunghyun who pretended to be offended by Jiyong's name calling. Although the cute way in which Jiyong said it made Seunghyun instantly grin like an idiot and so he started to think that maybe there was some truth behind the name. “Gimmie!” Jiyong whined and tried again though this time he sat up a little bit more, stretching himself flat out against Seunghyun's side.

“You have to tell me that I look good” Seunghyun teased whilst waving Jiyong's phone in the air. “And mean it” He added after noticing the mischievous twinkle in Jiyong's eyes.

“Fine!” Jiyong blithely lurched forward causing both himself and Seunghyun to fall onto the ground. They fought for a few minutes with Jiyong trying to claw his way up Seunghyun's fallen body, meanwhile Seunghyun tried to wriggle away whilst at the same time wrap his legs around Jiyong to keep the guy at bay. In the end Jiyong gave up and in defeat he pretended to collapse on Seunghyun's body thus allowing Seunghyun to loosen his leg hold on Jiyong's waist and watch as Jiyong pretended be be asleep on his chest.

One of the guys wanted to observe how the other pretended to be asleep, how strangely attractive the other guy looked whilst his eyes were closed, and how he seemed to sleep with a smile on his face. On the other hand, the other guy sighed as dramatically as he could, pretending that he had actually fallen asleep. Seunghyun was the first guy and he couldn't help but watch the light sighs which seemed to induce that tight feeling within his chest. Jiyong was a sight, you could even say picturesque, even if Seunghyun knew that the guy was pretending but he acted too, he acted as if Jiyong had really fallen asleep on him, he acted as if Jiyong trusted him enough to just lie there in the vulnerable slumber of sleep and it felt so unbelievably good. Seunghyun cautiously lifted a hand to Jiyong's face tenderly brushing the guy's fringe out of his eyes, his thoughts raced considering all of Jiyong's velvety features.

There was no denying that Jiyong was good looking especially up close, his nose curved in such a way that his philtrum caused his lips to puff out a little and the way in which these very lips naturally bowed Jiyong looked as if he was smiling, even when he was asleep. Well, Jiyong probably deserved an Oscar for this award worthy performance. As Seunghyun's eyes drifted over Jiyong, trying to take in every single detail and rid his mind of Jiyong's earlier less attractive appearance, he couldn't help but think that every single time he discovered something new about Jiyong's facial features he was struck by a certain feeling. He felt as if staring at Jiyong and soaking up every small detail about this guy's face would take forever and it was weird because Seunghyun felt content with that.

Although it was when Jiyong actually yawned and started to curl into a real form of sleep that Seunghyun gently shook him.

“Hey, I take it you don't want your phone back?” It came out as a whisper because in reality Seunghyun didn't really want to wake Jiyong up.

“Hmm?” Jiyong mumbled with another yawn whilst his body stretched.

“Do you want your phone back?” Seunghyun repeated as Jiyong shifted from Seunghyun's chest to his side, the shorter guy curled up beside him and rested only his head on Seunghyun's chest.

“Put your number in there first” Jiyong lazily replied yawning once more. Seunghyun was a little surprised by Jiyong's words, he felt peculiarly dumbstruck by Jiyong's confident tone like it was an order rather than a request and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't have the courage to ask first. This time Jiyong really did fall asleep, Seunghyun could tell by how his head lolled a little when Seunghyun shifted into a more comfortable position so that his left arm was tucked under Jiyong's neck with his hand resting on Jiyong's shoulder. With his free arm Seunghyun lifted the phone into the air and pressed the big fat home button, quite honestly he had no idea how to work an iphone let alone save his own number into it. With his own personal technology Seunghyun had to keep it simple: if the phone could call or text somebody then it's job was done. He didn't need something fancy with a ton of useless applications and he most certainly did not need a clear camera, no sir. A load of tiny pictures popped up on the screen, Seunghyun scrolled through them and found nothing which said contacts.

“Dammit Jiyong!” Seunghyun sighed deflated by the fact that he was useless with technology. He continued to flick through the icons until he returned to the first page and that's when he started to panic. “O.K. Seunghyun, you can do this. Mail, Calendar...” He read out all of the icons until he reached an icon which said “Notes” Considering it for a more than a minute Seunghyun finally decided to click it, when the thing finally loaded he was surprised by the amount of notes “30” He read aloud but then remembered that Jiyong was asleep and promptly shut up. It took Seunghyun about five attempts to click the little cross button, when he did and the yellow page loaded he quickly tapped his number into the note although after the number he wrote:

| Sorry Jiyong I |

Sorry Jiyong I couldn't find your contacts so I hope a note is O.K.^_^'' That's my number, don't give it out to any creeps k? If you do I'll know who to kill.

Love your Bingu--Seunghyun crossed this out and instead added-- From the Bingu~

“There” Seunghyun smiled, satisfied with note he went to press the huge home button though instead he had managed to press something else, what the hell was this?

A different note popped up, Seunghyun didn't want to read and he tried so desperately not to invade Jiyong's privacy but he couldn't help it. Jiyong was sound asleep and there was nothing else that Seunghyun could do... So he read the note to himself in his head, hoping with every inch of his heart that Jiyong wouldn't wake up and catch him, now he was definitely a creeper.

| Breathe. |

I can’t breathe no more,
I can’t sleep no more,
In this crazy world, the cold heart of the city, I’m alone,
I can’t live no more but I can’t stop no more,
Even if I close my eyes I can’t hear your breathing any more,

I can’t deny, at night I quietly sleep,
You appear to me, you’re so beautiful.

“Wow...” Seunghyun gasped a lot louder than what he had anticipated, his eyes immediately shot to Jiyong who was still fast asleep and straight away he felt guilty. The words were enchanting, almost lyrical, but like a story or perhaps a poem? Seunghyun had no idea. He waited a moment for the phone to automatically lock before awkwardly sliding it into Jiyong's trouser pocket. He had no idea what to do now and so he simply just sat allowing time to pass them by.

Jiyong's note repeated itself over and over in Seunghyun's mind and it astounded him how easily he could recall the words. Although these words soon hit home forcing Seunghyun to realise that he didn't know Jiyong at all, come on, he'd only known the bloke for almost two days. Two days felt like an eternity though, even Seunghyun couldn't deny that. And sure, Seunghyun thought to himself, Jiyong definitely had a back story as did he so he couldn't let this discovery change anything.

“When Jiyong finds out my back story” Seunghyun quietly mumbled out loud “He'll probably think that I'm the biggest bucket load of crazy to ever exist” He tried to toss these thoughts from his mind with a slow sigh. Seunghyun was going to enjoy this for exactly what it was, a moment, and as his thoughts ceased whilst the heat from the sun increased Seunghyun's own eyes started to drift off. He was going to regret this later and before he drifted off he wondered if perhaps they should've brought some sun cream or something to protect them from the...
 

Hello everyone! I just wanted to briefly say thank you for all the wonderful comments and subscribers! I still can't believe that people actually enjoy reading what I've written so I hope to do you all proud! You guys are so inspiring!^^

Just a little added extra note: I have changed the lyrics to G Dragon's Breathe, all of the translations I have read didn't sound quite right so I changed two lines from "a night I quietly sleep, You appear in me" to "at night/Appear to me", I hope that makes sense! Much love to you all, I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I loved writing it~