Kyuhyun sat beside the brooding boy. They were all sitting at the airport waiting lounge, waiting for their boarding call. Leeteuk was busy talking to the manager about something that had gone wrong at the last minute with the sponsors and stage setup and everyone else was either talking to each other or sleeping. On the other side of Eunhyuk was Donghae, slumped on the lightly cushioned chair and head on Eunhyuks shoulder, eyes closed and snoring lightly.

Kyuhyun had so much that he wanted to say to Eunhyuk. Like how handsome he thought he was, like how beautiful he thought Eunhyuk’s smile was and like how he loved the way his eyes sparkled when he was really truly genuinely happy.

He wanted to tell him how much he loved his husky soothing voice and even his dying-whale laughter. But most of all he wanted to tell him how much he missed him. How much he missed that sparkling eyes and the gummy smile. How much he craved to hear that velvety voice and the infectious laughter.

He missed him

He missed him

He just missed him.

Everything about him.  

And sitting here, at the airport, where the possibility of him leaving and going to USA was gnawing at him, he found himself missing the man who was sitting right next to him.

“Hyung,” he whispered, a cluster of emotions coursing through him, “You know I love you right?”

Eunhyuk looked at him with smiling eyes, not as pretty as before but still plenty beautiful. “I really do love you hyung.”

“I know Kyu. I love you too.” Kyuhyun knew he didn’t mean it the way he wanted him to mean it. He kne