Youngjae thinks this is what dying from a broken heart  feels like.  He never loved someone like he loved Jung Daehyun. 

it got worse at night when paranoid darkness crawled into his veins. he'd tug his blanket closer to his thinning bones, push his sweaty head into his stale pillow and turn onto his side in instinct, looking across the room and junhong's blonde head to the recently vacant bed. it'd make his head and heart and eyes hurt and then he'd close them, trying to even out his breathing so he wouldn't wake up anyone else, and dream

Himchan still loves Yongguk and it still hurts.   

“Some say the world will end in fire, others in ice.”  -"Fire and Ice" Robert Frost.  

It was always just Junhong and Yongguk; hyung and dongsaeng; lover and lost. And Junhong liked it that way, he liked knowing Yongguk was his and nothing could tear them apart; or at least he thought so until one day everything changed and Yongguk wasn't