Himchan throws himself on the duvet covers of his bed.

He coughs thrice. The first two due to a failing condition of his respiratory system brought about by the cold weather; the third one just to clear his throat. He’s not sick. Not really – he just thinks he might be.

He looks around the bedroom, and thinks that it has been two full weeks since he came home to this room. He lies down.

The fairy lights are faintly lit. He remembers just who exactly put them there. It has been two years since they last saw each other in this apartment. It has been two years since he last saw her.

Himchan slowly loses sight of the room. The fairly lights tug at his eyes, and he slowly fades into his own memory, back in time when was he still with her.

When she was still with him.

Short story yoh! Be back for three chapters and an epilogue. I might have said this is feel-good, but.. yeah. ^_^ 

It has always been a struggle for me to write from the POV of the hero, so I picked up this story to challenge myself. I am not even close to a good writer, but I have always loved contributing to the fanfic world!