He missed it. The way he used to look at his hyung and feel this exciting surge of love, what at the time he thought was a brotherly love. Nowadays, that love burdened him. Touches, hugs, playfully holding hands. Things like that were too risky these days, Junho's heart couldn't take it and his face would give it away. There was only so many times he could blame his pink cheeks on the heat in the room.

The chapters for this fic are finally planned out, hope it meets expectations but I'm not sure how the response will go haha

There will be at least one [M] chapter later on so please keep that in mind before reading if that's not your kinda thing~ 

I don't own 2pm.