Sungjong lies there at his bed, stares at the wall with a dead expression. His love for Myungsoo, it was fading away. He didn't want to hurt him, because he knows how much Myungsoo loves him.

 He remembers their first kiss. Myungsoo's lips were so warm and soft. Sungjong remembers how much his heart was fluttering that time. Back then he loved the other one so much that it hurted, but now he doesn't know anymore.

 Myungsoo opens the door of Sungjong's dorm room. He's brown little messy hair, and he's dark brown eyes. They were hypnotizing him to his own little world, but it wasn't like it used to be.

Myungsoo lies beside Sungjong and took him on his arms, hugging him. Sungjong felt warm, Myungsoo made him feel warm. "How was your day?", Sungjong asked, feeling comfortable in Myungsoo's arms.

 "It was fine, lonely without you", Myungsoo said while nuzzling his face into his boyfriend shoulder.

Sungjong knows it wasn't fair to Myungsoo if he doesn't love him like he loves him.

But it's okay as long as Myungsoo loves him.