Hi...I know I haven't been updating quickly, I'm sorry, but I'm just slow, my brain's getting rusty (pfft. yet my user name is platinumbrain), and of course, LIFE. ITSELF is a pain. All that aside, I did want to fulfill littlebuterfly199435's request, so I wrote a special chapter... (who's not even going to get a notification because they aren't even subscribed...and I just noticed...after writing this....) ANYWAY~~~ here's the catch, to make it up, I'm willing to take requests :) So please feel free and throw your ideas out here? And please leave comments after this so I know my subs are still alive >_<

One last thing, I'll update soon. Promise. Thank you to all of you :) 

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“Hyung….are you really here?”

Sungyeol let out a deep sigh and nodded his head, “yeah.”

“So you really remember everything now? Every nook and cranny?”

“I guess…”

“Should we go to the hospital and get you checked up?” L.joe reached for his phone, now in the elder’s hands.

“No.”

“What? Why?”

“They’ll contact Myungsoo.”

“Aren’t you planning on telling him anyway?”

“I’m not sure where we’re standing right now. Sometimes we get super close and then right after he’s distant as if he doesn’t know who I am or care whether I’m alive.”

“Look, hyung, don’t take my words harshly, but I don’t think you should jump to conclusions so quickly. L hyung is really dedicated to you. When you were hospitalized he would visit you whenever he had time. In my opinion, I think he took better care of you than Woohyun hyung.”

Sungyeol spun the younger’s phone around in circles against the bed as he listened. He wondered if Myungsoo really took care of him as well as L.joe described it to be.

“Where are you going?” L.joe pulled onto the blanket that was still dangling on Sungyeol, dragging across the floor as he got out of the bed.

“I have to get some air. I need to think over a few things.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

The older was hesitating, but he didn’t want to be ungrateful to his childhood friend. “Sure, if you don’t mind tagging along and may be getting blocked out for most of the time while I think.”

L.joe retrieved his phone off the bed and shoved