Minseok wakes up and pours two cups of coffee. It’s the same everyday, one cup for him, one cup for Luhan.

He brings the two cups of coffee back to their shared roomed and when he sees the latter’s empty bed, everything comes back to him.

It’s already been 5 months since he left, why do I keep thinking he’s still here?

Minseok walks back to the kitchen, drinking his coffee and setting the other one down. Jongin walks into the kitchen rubbing his eye and questions him. “You’re drinking two cups again? I don’t understand how you can drink that coffee Minseok, it tastes like poison!” Jongin joked.

Minseok laughed at Jongin’s words and took another sip of his coffee. It was oddly sweet. Sweet like honey. Sweet like Luhan.  He sighed, forced a small smile and looked up at Jongin

"You’re right Jongin, this does taste like poison."