"Let's go to the bedroom, how about that?" "Oh? And what are we going to do in there?" a mischievous smile appeared on the younger's lips, along with his teasing and playful gaze. "Kiss" Hyukjae stood up and grabbed the younger's hands to make him stand up. "You owe me a million kisses"

"it's not really an engament, but it's a promise. a promise to die together."

The only place to return to is you. Home.. You're my home.

He couldn't do that - he could barely say those three words even.    

"Why, why, why can't you even look at me?!" he sobbed. "Why, when you used to couldn't take your eyes off me for a single second. Why Hyukjae, why?" he sounded so desperate and pathetic - he also felt pathetic. "What changed? You won't touch me, won't look at me, won't sleep in the same bed as me, won't even eat a meal with me in the same room, why? What changed?"   Hyukjae remained silent.