Hey guise, I am still gonna send my apology for the blank-chapter post. Sorry to disppointed you :p  Anw, happy reading and pls do leave me comments ;)

Tonight, the sky is deep and dark black, but the moon is shining craze in the midst of it, even the twinkling stars inevitably scatter around prettily. Tonight, the horizon looks so clear, not a haze, nor a city light, flashes in between. Tonight, the wind breezes blow gently, engulfing minds and souls at once. It is a beautiful night, isn't it?

Myungsoo smiles softly as he brings his camera lens close to his right eye to capture the magnificient view ahead.

Snap!

He then turns around to look at his surrounding where people are busily chatting around with huge grins on their faces, included Hoya and Dongwoo who rarely seen this lovely usually.

Everything is perfect tonight, but... Myungsoo frowns as he tries to reckon what have been missing from the mirthful scene in front.

"Sungyeol?" That's when he realises, Sungyeol who was seated beside him before, just disappears.

He gets up abruptly as panic hits through him.

'Did something happen? Why did he leave so sudden? Where is he?' Heaps of questions flash in his mind but he can't really think of the answers that time, because the only thought that revolves around his head, is just finding Sungyeol, which is more important for him now.

The tent.

"Oh no." Myungsoo already can feel the uneasy vibe as soon as he is met with the ped tent sight.

Something is definitely not going right. And it is proven soon after.

Sungyeol is crumbling down on the sleeping bed unmovingly when Myungsoo rushes inside the tent.

"Yeol!" Myungsoo screams in panic, "What happened? You okay?" The terrified expression is all over his face when he asks so.

Sungyeol who barely contains his consciousness only gives him a single weak nod.

"Really? I will call ambulance now-" Myungsoo already has his phone presses close to his ear when Sungyeol cuts him.

"Nah, I am fine." Sungyeol manages to say in his inaudible voice.

Myungsoo scrunches his face in disagreement, nonetheless, he doesn't utter a single word afterward, all he does is just staying by Sungyeol's side while holding onto his sweaty hands tightly. Sungyeol opens his eyes slowly at the contact to look onto Myungsoo's worried face which automatically makes him break into a smile.

"Don't worry."

"Don't worry?" Myungsoo mimics in horror. "How could I? When you are here, laying like a dead meat and look as pale as the wall, huh? You must be out of your mind to say that is fine. Do you have any idea how scared I was, and I am still actually. My heart even stopped beating for a while when I lost you. Ugh, you scared me to death, Yeol." Myungsoo nags out to express his worry, but Sungyeol only laughs at him, well he probably thinks, it's funny that Myungsoo cares so much for him.

"Nah. It's just a little attack, nothing terrifying. I guess it will chill down in a bit, since I had take my medcine." Sungyeol tries to sound cheery to ease down Myungsoo's worry.

Myungsoo only manages to sigh at the pale boy in front of him. In the other hand, Sungyeol finds it's really endearing sight of Myungsoo, so he smiles down on him and sequeezes his hands which are on Myungsoo's ones gently while he mutters a cute 'sorry' to him.

In the end, Myungsoo finally soothes down, and smiles back at Sungyeol's effort to calm him.

"All right. Next time, make sure to tell me when you leave, okay?"

"Okay, Myungie." Sungyeol cooes, making Myungsoo laughs whole-heartedly.

As the night goes deeper, Sungyeol's condition is getting better, he is even urging Myungsoo to take him out on a stroll now, which of course gets a stern refusal from Myungsoo who is still worried about him.

"Oh, come on. I just want to see the fireworks. It will come out soon." Sungyeol whines childishly.

"I said no, okay? What if something happen while you tire yourself later?" Myungsoo still looks so protective toward Sungyeol.

"Myungie, please..." Sungyeol pleads, "Moreover I will be with you, right?"

Myungsoo stares at Sungyeol for a while, looks like thinking hard whether to give in or not, but in the end, he melts down too.

Sungyeol's POV

We, in which means me and Myungsoo, are now sitting side by side on white sand with the seashore view ahead, a bit secluded from the crowds behind, we are enjoying the starry night together.

"Ah, it's coming out!" I exclaim in joy.

My eyes sparkle in awe and my lips crook into a smile as soon as I see the dark sky turns into various colours in a blink of eyes.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" I whisper to Myungsoo who sticks close by my side.

"Hm." He hums lowly.

I turn my head to him, and, oh gosh, he is looking at me. I have no idea since when he is staring at me like that, he looks like in daze somehow.

"Yes, it's pretty." He says again, without removing his gazes from me. "The most beautiful one ever." He whispers, followed with his dimple smile.

"Huh?" I blink in confusion, but Myungsoo isn't looking at me anymore this time, his eyes already glue somewhere else on the sky.

I shake my head frantically, trying to get the crazy thought out of my head. Well, it must be some kind of illusion. I think it's the side effect of the medcines that I took just now. Huh. Silly me.

"Sungyeol." He calls my name.

"Yeah?"

"Look at that star!" He points at somewhere particular, and I can see that he is pointing at the biggest shining star above.

"Woah! Amazing!"

"Right, amazing. Bright and brilliant" He confirms, "Like you." Once again, he makes me so confuse over his ambigious words. What does he mean actually? Who? Me?

But I don't get any chance to ask, since something already comes up in the way, intruding me.

Myungsoo's POV

Ahh. What am I saying? Seriously? Pfft... looking at Sungyeol's frozen expression, I guess he must be so shocked and confused. Ugh, how could I get out from this awkward situation? The tension is getting weirder, I think.

But, those lunatics show up in time. Thanks God.

"Caught you!" Dongwoo screams while Hoya laughs silently. I frown when they decide to ruin our romantic moment, by settling down by our side, right beside me, so the position now is, Sungyeol-Me-Hoya-Dongwoo. Ouch so romantic now, I roll my eyes.

"Such a perfect night." Hoya comments, and the others hum in agreement.

"AHH!" Dongwoo exclaims suddenly, causing three pairs of eyes, included me, glancing at him weirdly.

He picks the guitar that he brings with him just now to his lap, as his eyes meet mine eagerly. Uh-ow, somehow I feel I won't like what he will say later.

"What if Myungsoo sing for us?" Dongwoo suggests, automatically Hoya agrees with him, while Sungyeol only tilts his head.

See?! This idiot... he is really embarrassing me.

"Come on!" Dongwoo urges. "Sungyeol, you never heard him sing before, right? Then you should hear it today. He has such a lovely voice that sometimes I wonder why doesn't he go for an audition instead." Ok, he is really exaggerating here.

"Really, Myung?" Sungyeol looks hopeful when he asks it.

I shake my head softly and laugh it off as if it is a lame joke.

"Just one song." Now, Sungyeol even agrees with Dongwoo's stupid idea.

Fine. I give up. I take the guitar from Dongwoo's hold, placing it on my own lap, as I adjust the chords. When it's finally ready, I turn my attention the spectators, they are looking at me in glee.

Sungyeol even all grinny now, I smile at him as my fingers start to pluck the strings, playing the sweet serenades.

I kept walking but then stopped

I looked around and our eyes met

I quickly turned my head away

I looked at my toes and

Then slowly looked up

                                                                          My eyes get larger

                                                                          My lips open up slightly

                                                                          My heart rings in my ears

60 seconds are all I need for this story

You came into my heart, I don't doubt it

That you took me away, in this not-so-short time

That's the kind of person you are

A story that's enough for me, I don't need any reasons

You made my heart flutter and look for you, that first time

                                                                          Your voice breaks off

                                                                          Your tears slowly build up

                                                                          And fall over

                                                                          I hold you against my chest

                                                                          And stay there for a long time

                                                                          Then slowly let you go

[Kim Sunggyu-60seconds]

I keep singing without breaking my eyes contact from Sungyeol, completely carried away by the sweet lullaby. While in the other side, Hoya and Dongwoo also drown in their own world, both have their heads lean onto each other.

To be counted, it has been half month since Myungsoo's and Sungyeol arrivals in Jeju, and their relationship seem getting better days by days. Well, everything goes smoothly, unexpectedly. Looks like finally everything has fell into the right place now.

"Dongwoo-ah, I am hungry!" Myungsoo complaints from the living room, making Sungyeol who is at Dongwoo's side, busily cutting the meat, in the kitchen, chuckles. Yeah, another day where Myungsoo and Sungyeol decide to hang around this well-known fool couple's house.

"Yack! Instead of lazying and bossing around, you should try to help us, Myungsoo." Dongwoo scolds while his hands work on the frying pan.

"Hey, I can't cook, okay? I never even touch the stove in my house, you know, cooking is my maids' stuff, so why bother about it, anyway."

"Tch. This spoiled ." Dongwoo sneers, "Then, Hobaby, you should replace Myungsoo to help me." He throws a sharp glances to Hoya who is currently occupied with the big plasma screen ahead.

"Baby-ah, you know how I hate working in kitchen, right?" Hoya tries to remind Dongwoo who suddenly cringes as he remembers one particular accident that Hoya ever told him.

"Huh? What?" Sungyeol looks confused.

"Well, it just happened that Hoya ever burnt his entire house-" Dongwoo starts, only to get cut by Hoya's "Not entire, okay? Just half of it." remark, which earns him an eye rolls from Dongwoo, "Yeah, whatever you said."

"Really? How come?" Sungyeol is now interested with the story.

"That stupid brat went to reheat the omelette by himself when his mom wasn't around, but then, he forgot about it while he was busy playing the loser game, so it ended up, the oven exploded and burnt the entire kitchen. What an idiot." Myungsoo kindly goes on and Hoya scowls at him.

"Oh, thankyou very much." Hoya mutters, tone rich of sarcasm.

"Oh my gosh!" Sungyeol blinks his eyes, couldn't seem to belief the story.

"Indeed, an idiot, right?" Hoya adds, "Fortunately, the fire extinguishers came in time, if not, I wonder if I could still be with you guys right now." He shakes his head when he reckons the past event.

"Ah, then you must have a deep trauma." Sungyeol feels bad for him somehow.

"Nah, It has been years past since then, so I can get over it now. It's just I always try to avoid the kitchen as much as I can." Hoya smiles reassuringly, and Sungyeol nods in understanding.

Afterward, both, Sungyeol and Dongwoo start to focus on the dishes they make, not wanting the rests to die due hunger.

"Guys! Meals are ready!" Dongwoo screams from the top of his lung while walking out to the dining room with the dishes, Sungyeol follows after him with cutleries in his holds. The hungry men quickly jump off their feets toward the table.

"Aigoo. Baby, you are the best!" Hoya holds his thumbs up for Dongwoo who smiles proudly.

"Yuck." Myungsoo mocks them in jealousy, which makes him received their teasing grins, and a laugh from Sungyeol. But then, he glances at Sungyeol, and thinks of the best revenge for this greasy couple.

"Aigoo. You did great, Yeollie. My wife is jjang!" He mimics Hoya's previous statement, he even adds a flirty wink to Sungyeol. And guess what Sungyeol looks like now? He is like 'eyy-how-disgusting' but instead of saying that line out, all he does is just staring at Myungsoo dumfounded with mouth half-hanging in shock. Probably this scene will be a huge scar for the rest of his life, judging from his priceless expression. But, Myungsoo, in the other side, looks so satisfied when he sees his friends cringe at him.

Myungsoo's POV

Ahh I don't know if life can be this good to me. Everything is perfect now, I have Sungyeol by my side. He is more than enough for me. I don't know why I think this way. But it just feels right as if it is supposed to go this way. But I always know storm will come after the sunny day. I believe, something bad will follow after soon.

Here I am, sitting in my friends' living room, enjoying the movie that is playing on the screen ahead, with Sungyeol by my side. While Hoya and Dongwoo... I don't know where they go, well, they have disappeared since the middle of movie without any noticement. And I obviously don't want to waste my time to guess, only-God-know what the idiots are doing.

Plopp.

Suddenly, something hard falls on my right shoulder with a soft thud.

I glance at the source, there he is, my angel, sleeping peacefully, while his head leaning on me. Well, the movie is really boring, it is a romantic sappy movie. Because you know Sungyeol can't watch horror. Moreover the light is off, so it's perfect situation to fall asleep actually.

"Hahh." I smile softly at the sight on my right. I bring my left arm up to brush my fingers lightly across his delicate face.

If only I could stop the time from tickling fast, I am willing to stay stoned in this position forever, really. As long as I can stay with him longer, I will do everything. Ok. Now I sound as sappy as the movie. Yuck.

But, I should have known better, nothing will last forever, not this precious moment, nor this peaceful life.

DRRTTT! DRRRTTT!

My phone vibrates furiously in my pocket, causing me to shift from my position a bit to retrieve it out.

Mr. Yoon is calling

My dad's personal secretary.

I know something isn't right when he is calling, since it always been like that. He never brought me a good news, all he delievered were my dad's order which never ended up in a good way. Just like the last time when he called me to my dad's office, which led me to inheritage my dad's company and the rest of his properties.

"Hello?" I greet cautiously.

"Hello, Young master Kim. President Kim said that he would like you to return back to Seoul by tomorrow morning. I have booked the flight ticket for you and it will be sent down from email."

! I know this would happen. That old man never leave me in peace, not even for a moment.

"Say to him, I refuse. Good night." I end the call one-sided.

I rub my face roughly, thinking of the best solution for this matter, because I know refusing him won't make any good, he will still have his way to get me back, he is a sly fox, a really sly one especially.

DRRRRTTT!

I glance at my phone again, someone is calling, but this time it's not Mr. Yoon anymore, it's mom.

"Mom?"

"Myungsoo-ah. Where are you?" She sounds hoarse, and I guess she is having a fight with dad, again.

"Jeju. What happened?" I sound worried, well I am.

"Please get back home. Your dad is angry now."

"I know. But why should he? The due date isn't over yet. He said he will give me a month."

"But a month that he gave isn't for vacation. He asks you to use it to take care of the whole bussiness things."

"What? That sounds insane."

"He wants you learn more about the bussines world, the financial situation, and also the investments that he has."

Unable to say anything else, I only snicker in disbelief.

"Myungsoo-ah..." My mom once again calls my name softly.

"Yes, mom."

"Please..." And with that, I know I can't resist anymore.

The call ends, and I feel empty as if I have just lost my soul.

I turn to my right, Sungyeol is still there, sleeping soundlessly. I smile at him, but not a genuine one, but a sad one. Just a while ago, I feel I have got everything in my hand, but now, I feel like I have lost everything, every single one of it.

'Yeol-ah, I don't know what to do...'