The first time he saw Kyuhyun he screamed at himself realizing that he knows the guy but he can't just recall where he had seen him. When the manager announced that Kyuhyun will be part of their group he felt tingles rising up and down his spine and he shuddered at the thought that he really is a good-looking man. He smiled at Kyuhyun when the younger greeted him and everyone else.

He bites his lips every time he sees Kyuhyun singing angelically on the stage every performance and he realizes that he had truly seen Kyuhyun back then, before, even before he and the band had been formed, but he can't just remember. He blushes to himself because having him in person feels definitely amazing and yet saddening at the same time because he is a memory can't be forgotten and at the same time can't be recalled.

On their shared room, Sungmin was facing the wall. He gulps all the courage he can muster and spoke in the cold night.

"I had a dream about this, about you singing on the stage," Sungmin mumbles softly. He hears Kyuhyun shuffled on his bed as if feeling the pair of eyes staring at him.

"And then what happened hyung?" Kyuhyun asks back and Sungmin falls silent because saying him the next thing that had happened would be totally nonsense.

"Nothing," is his only reponse but he knows Kyuhyun wouldn't believe him. He shifts and pretends to be asleep when Kyuhyun stands up and marches on his bed. Kyuhyun caresses his shoulders and he looks up, catching the stare with the help of the lamp light.

"What happened hyung?" Kyuhyun asks,  faces a few centimeters away.

He heaves out a sigh, "And I'm falling," he replies softly.

"Then it's not a dream anymore," Kyuhyun replies and he leans closer to kiss Sungmin chastely. He pulls up, deeping the kiss and this is the part that he hadn't dreamed about but he is terribly joyous that he didn't because feeling Kyuhyun's lips against his and feeling the longed warmth is better than fearing what his dream would tell him.