My little fic rec~

It might even have been years.

"Is that me on the photograph?" "Uh. No. Why do you think that? Not you. Nope. Not at all."

"He won't wake up. And it's my fault."

A shy smile spread on Minho's lips as he recognized the voice before he even turned around.

His legs weren't strong enough to carry him any further.

"It was fun. Convenient."

It had been his first kiss not for a drama. As short as it had been. He still didn't know what to think.

It hurt to love him from afar.