Upon nightfall consuming the city of Seoul, Minhyun, surrounded by a sea of streetlights approaches Ren who is seated on the street curb just in front of their dorm. Bags in tow, they swish against one another before he places them down on the ground in order to sit beside him. Silently, the two sit there, staring as a slew of cars pass through the empty street. Blaring lights flash, then fade as each one drives by.    Minhyun: "Ren -- "   Ren: "I couldn't bring myself to go inside."               He looks over toward Minhyun, a sliver of a smile exposing itself.   Minhyun: "have you been out here the entire time?"   Ren: "...yeah."   Minhyun: " that's great... -- I've been running around the city with SeungCheol looking for you. I figured, you'd eventually just go back home, so I came back."                Ren turns back to face the street, waiting on the oncoming car to pass before responding to Minhyun's words.    Ren: "sorry..."   Minhyun: "Don't be. You thought -- "   Ren: "I thought that I was going to finally get my happy ending... -- heh -- I should've known better."              He hangs his head low, prompting Minhyun to scoot closer to him and drape an arm Across his back in order to comfort him.   Minhyun: "Minki-yah, you've got it all wrong."   Ren: "no, he left. He left me standing right there -- without saying a single word. It was almost as if he couldn't get away from me fast enough."              With a growl escaping him, Minhyun turns to face Ren. He reaches out and grabs a hold of his shoulders, which forces Ren to turn to him. Minhyun, frustratedly shakes him; Ren's eyes widening as they stare back at him.    Minhyun: "damnit! -- will you just listen to me?!"   Ren: "YAH!"             He swats Minhyuns hands away, then sharply raises upright into an standing position, staring down at him. Minhyun, mimics his actions, the two now face to face on the sidewalk.   Minhyun: "did you ever think that maybe Baekho running off had nothing to do with you!"   Ren: "huh?"   Minhyun: "He loves you... While I was running around the city looking for you -- SeungCheol confirmed this... It was actually what the two were talking about before Baekho left."   Ren: "r-really? "   Minhyun: "Yes -- really."                Ren lowers his head, a breathy laugh escaping him before he raises his head back to face Minhyun.   Ren: "it's really happening this time... Isn't it..."   Minhyun: "yes you fool. Now go -- go upstairs and get your guy."              Ren spins on the heels of his shoes, turning to face the dorm before rushing inside.    Minhyun: "wait! -- YAH! -- wait for me will ya?! -- I didn't mean right this minute!! --"                 Minhyun, reaches out grabbing a hold of his bags before following behind Ren into the building lobby. As he approaches the elevator, he notices the door to the stairway on the far right closing shut. The elevator arrives, and Minhyun quickly steps inside, his bags crashing against his legs as he watches the doors shut behind him, his finger continuously pressing the "door close" button. With each passing floor his foot taps impatiently until finally arriving at his floor.             As the doors open, Ren rushes past him, panting heavily, having just run out of the stairwell. Minhyun's head pokes out of the elevator in order to observe Ren as he now just stands there in front of the dorm rooms door. Slowly, Minhyun makes his exit from the elevator, walking toward, then stopping directly behind Ren.                       Minhyun: "Minki -- are you going to go inside?"   Ren: "y-yes."   Minhyun: "so..."             Ren grimaces to himself, while rubbing his sweaty palms against the material of his jeans.    Minhyun: "if you want to just wait out here... -- We can. For however long you want."               Ren turns to face Minhyun, a soft smile and a sigh escaping him before he turns back to face the door once again.    Ren: "it's okay -- I don't know what I'm so afraid of... I mean... It's just Baekho. Right?"               He reaches for the doorknob and turns it slowly, using a light amount of strength to push the door wide open before allowing himself to just stand there beneath the doorway. He sighs deeply before stepping forward, Minhyun, stepping past him, raising his bags and drawing the attention of both Jason and Aron who are decorating the Christmas tree which takes up a rather large portion of the living room.              Ren watches as Minhyun makes his way toward the others. At a complete standstill he turns his head to his right and looks to Baekho's bedroom door. He turns completely in order to face it, taking several small steps before reaching the door. His arm extends, and the tips of his fingers push against it, slowly allowing it to open.    Ren: "Baekho?"             He says under his breath before stepping in completely. He reaches out for the light switch, flicking it on, only to find himself alone in the room. Ren steps forth slowly, seating himself on the foot of Baekho's bed. His hand stretches across it, his palm gliding across the surface of the bed before stopping completely.              He exhales lightly, turning his attention back toward the door. Raising back to his feet he steps out of the room, shutting off the light and closing the door behind him. He watches from a distance as Minhyun, Aron and Jason gather around the Christmas tree, ornaments in hand, smiles dancing across their faces.             Ren smiles softly, taking small steps in their direction. He comes to a stop beside his own bedroom door, placing his hand against it. While turning away from the trio, he decides to call it a night, stepping into the confines of his own room. Pushing past the door he pauses upon seeing JR seated on his bed.            Their eyes meet, he greets Ren with a warm smile. He holds a small box in his hands, his thumbs caressing the pink wrapping paper.    Ren: "Uh... Hi?"              He says softly.   JR: "hey?"               Ren softly pushes the door, and in a failed attempt to close it, it remains cracked open just slight, his eyes continue to rest on JR as he does so.    Ren: "to what do I owe this pleasure?"              His hands clasped together behind his back, head tilted to the side.   JR: "heh... Just felt like spreading a little holiday joy."   Ren: "oh?"               He leans forward, hands still in place, a wide smile displayed.    JR: "yeah... And you're the first stop on this tour."   Ren: "lucky me!"              He exclaims sarcastically as he makes his way toward the bed. Seating himself beside JR he sighs just before laying his head on his shoulder.    Ren: "I could use some holiday joy right now."               He says, a pouty expression overcoming him.   JR: "want to talk about it?"   Ren: "meh..."             JR scoffs softly, lowering his attention down to the small box in his hands once again.    JR: "Well -- you'll be glad to know that Baekho's dad found a donor."               Ren raises his head from JR's shoulder. His eyes widen with shock.   Ren: "w-what?!"   JR: "yeah. The whole reason why he came back here in such a rush."   Ren: "oh my god! -- that's -- that's great news!"   JR: "yeah -- he didn't get into too much detail but, he seemed really happy."   Ren: "so I'm guessing he went back to Jeju?"   JR: "Bingo!"   Ren: "well -- that would explain why he wasn't in his room."   JR: "...yeah."            Ren's eyes lower, and fall heavily on the box in his hands.    Ren: "so -- what's with the present? -- is that for me?"             He says while batting his eyes playfully.    JR: "heh -- and what would make you think that?"   Ren: "You did say that you were going to bring me some holiday joy! -- and nothing says holiday joy more than a small -- pink -- box -- "             JR laughs airily, turning to face Ren. The two staring deeply into each other's eyes.    JR: "I uh -- "              He laughs again shyly, both of their eyes shifting away from each other.    JR: "I uh -- helped Baekho pack. And he gave me this -- to give to you."   Ren: "h-he did?"   JR: "yeah -- I asked him 'what was it?' And he said that you'd know."                 Ren raises his eyes, his bottom lip tucks itself behind his top as he observes the sadness in JR's eyes. Twirling the box around in his hands, he stops in order to raise his eyes back to Ren. He smiles faintly.   JR: "so -- I guess that this is for you."              He hands the box over to Ren, whose fingers graze JR's as he retrieves it from him. Now holding it in his hands, he gazes at it, unsure of how to react in front of JR.    JR: "aren't you going to open it?"   Ren: "y-yeah... I just -- "   JR: "just what?"   Ren: "are you okay with all of this?"             He turns to face JR who is already staring back at him.    JR: "me? -- yeah! -- "             The uncertainty in his eyes, and the lies in his smile, make it hard for Ren to continue to stare at him. He returns his attention back to the gift in his hand before he begins to unwrap it. With the box clasped in his left hand he removes the small lid on top with his right. His lips part before stretching out into a brightly lit smile.    JR: "what is it?"   Ren: "... It's a -- pink rose."   JR: "pink? -- how can you tell? -- it's all dried up and... dead..."             The words spoken by JR go unnoticed as he becomes completely consumed by a wave of nostalgia.    JR: "Ren?"             He shakes off the feelings which have briefly taken over him before placing the lid back on top of the box and turning back to face JR.    JR: "what's so special about that old dried up flower anyway?"   Ren: "I don't think that I should -- "              JR reaches out, his hand gently latching onto Ren's wrist. His thumb caressing his arm calmly, as his lips curve into a s