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Jongin remember his beautiful face. The pale porcelain skin, brown doe eyes, beautiful hands given from the gods. It was like if he'd met him just the other day. His face was irreplaceable. His love. Their memories. The ones neither dared to speak about because their hearts would rot like an apple left lying around.

Jongin missed him. His moon. His angel. His life. The one who gave him moonlight when he'd prounce onto the humongous rocks.

The one he howled for every month. The reason why he couldn't focus throughout any day. 

He missed Baekhyun so damn much.