SO I WRITE STUFFS WHEN I'M IN A HALF ASLEEP HALF AWAKE MODE AND PROCRASTINATING WHETHER I SHOULD JUST GIVE UP AND SLEEP OR PULL ANOTHER ALL NIGHTER. THIS IS A LITTLE SOMETHING I FOUND MYSELF WRITING. I WANNA DO A BTS, GOT7 OR EXO FIC ON THIS IDEA... BUT I NEED A PAIRING XD SO READ AND LET ME KNOW WHO YOU WANT IN THE COMMENTS BELOW :3

I still remember his face...  somehow he never leaves me, even though it's been about nine years since we last saw each other. I wonder what he's doing now, wherever he is… I wonder if he's happy… if he's happy, I guess he's already better off than I am. I wonder if he even remembers my name…

The young man snapped his notebook shut and rose from his seat, running his hand through dark hair, and casting his gaze over to a framed picture that sat neatly on his desk. That picture had been taken ten years ago when he was eighteen and now at twenty eight,  he wondered exactly where the boy in the picture was now. He had been by his side for so long, he had held his hand tightly in his own as the two of them stood proudly.

He missed him.

He missed everything about him. His soft, kind eyes, his childish behavior, his kind heart but most of all, he missed his love. He missed how his fingers entwined perfectly with his own, he missed his gentle lips melding with his own, the kisses laced with passion, he missed his gentle touches… He missed him so much to a point where his heart physically ached.

However, what good would that do him? The man he had given his heart to, the man who had trusted him more than he could ever have imagined he could, had walked out of his life, and though it hurt, he only had himself to blame. Nothing would have ever been the same after what he had done, to such a man with such a fragile heart. He had hurt him.

He had saw him crying, and he was the cause of those tears… because he was selfish… because at first all he wanted was to use him… when he finally realized his heart… the man he had destroyed… had long gone… it was too late to hold him again.

So what could he do now? Nothing would ever be the same. He wondered if that man had family now, a husband, a wife, maybe he even had kids. Whatever he was doing, he was sure he was happy... More then he himself was at least.

Then again, these days, it wasn't that hard...

THERE YOU GO. AH THE JOYS OF NOT SLEEPING AND NOT BEING IN TOUCH WITH REALITY, SOMETIMES MY WRITING ACTUALLY SEEMS DECENT XD

ANYWAY, TELL ME WHICH PAIRING YOU CAN VISUALISE FOR THIS STORY, BE THIS OTP FROM BTS, EXO OR GOT7 ;)