Love is so complicated, but sometimes it's enjoyable. Jiwon and Hanbin were a thing.   Not the official thing, but just... Thinging.   The two adored each other from the pits of their fluttering stomachs, to the red of their vivid cheeks. It wasn't just admiration, infatuation, but it was...   It was love.   But the thing was,   Hanbin was scared and Jiwon wanted to steal Hanbin away and kiss him.   Hanbin was insecure and Jiwon was sure he'll get acceptance of his offer of a relationship.   And Hanbin doesn't know love, while Jiwon liked to swim in it all day, only if it was Hanbin.   But they continued to share soft kisses against the cheeks, neck and forehead. On special nights, it would be a long and sweet press of the lips.   ▴   "Hanbin, will you go out with me?"   His head whipped up in surprise with bulging eyes and parted lips. Hanbin was surprised by the question and he could feel his pulse nudging his neck viciously along with his heart threatening to break his ribcage.   "I... I don't know what to say..."   "I understand if you never felt the same way as--"   "Just... Just give me time-- A week,"   And a week it was.   ▴   Hanbin had made up with his mind along with the help of his friend Jinhwan. Telling him, 'Why are you coming to me and not to him? Haven't you looked in the mirror and realized how much you like him?'   It was true because every time he came over to the male, he'd collapse on the bed next to him with his hands clutching his heart with a long and sweet sigh. When explained the events that happened between them, he would kick at his legs with a wide grin, flushing cheeks, and he rolled till Jinhwan had to tug at the back of his shirt, so he didn't fall to conclude with a bloody nose.   "You're right, I... I really like him, Jinhwan. I really want to start something with him, something special,"   "Then what are you doing here for?"   "I... Jinhwan, should I really go?"   "Do you want to lose him, Hanbin?"   He was right. Jiwon was restless, and he wasn't quite sure he would wait for him.   "No..."   "Then go. Get out of my house, Hanbin. Get out and get Jiwon's , while I cuddle with Junhoe's,"   Ew.   ▴   He was all smiley, 'giggling' to himself almost with nervous hands shaking in excitement in his pockets. He twirled around several times in the trails of people who looked at him weirdly.   He was happy.   He twisted the knob, rolling his eyes in amusement at the times he would remind Jiwon to lock his apartment.    ", Mino," a breathy moan. Two bodies colliding. Hips grinding. Hands where they're normally not suppose to be.   He feels himself shrink. He's never felt so small ever in his life.   Hanbin shut the door too quickly and loudly, but scattered away with widened eyes. He didn't want to calculate what was happening and he wished that Jiwon closed it this time.   Of course he would leave you, Hanbin.   He can't wait for someone pathetic as you.   Yet you thought you might have been special to him.    Only this time was he rather angered that he didn't lock the door.   Hanbin didn't realized he was turned around with a desperate looking Jiwon. He parted his lips to squeak out a sorry, flinching at the hands squeezing at his. He had the nerve to touch him right after he touched Mino so provocatively.   "Look, what you saw... Was nothing, trust me," Of course, that would explain the big you have.   "I just... I was on my way over to tell you that I don't want to be your boyfriend," his eyes definitely don't reach up to the latter's.    He could feel himself sniffling as tears streak down his cheeks, but he's utterly confused. His lips quivered, shaking his head to himself, 'what an embarrassment,' while shaking out of the male's filthy grasp.   In his blurred vision, he could see Jiwon's face morph into distress, alarmed by the avoiding and crying boy.   "Hanbin, I understand, but why are you crying? Did you actually want to be with me?-- I swear, what you saw was nothing, I... I really like you. You know that, right?" He swallowed, taking unsteady shallow breaths, "Look at me, please,"   His fists curl, knuckles painted white, but lips curl up into a soft grin. He brings himself to briefly look up.   "I'm happy for you, Jiwon,"   "I'm really happy for you,"   He could see him attempt to reach for him, but refused with a mutter of a halt, twirling around before walking off with a sob only to break out when he shoved himself into the elevator.    Jiwon ends up screaming at Mino to leave. Mino understands his friend, leaving with guilt.   He falls down with tears making way down his face after throwing punches at his wall with red staining his knuckles.   He covers his coated face with his shaky palms.   He cries because thi