Seungcheol was always in tow wherever Jeonghan is. Eating in the kitchen to waiting for each other to get dressed in the early morning, they were inseparable. That was 12 years in the past.

Present, Seungcheol is still there, but Jeonghan wasn't. The blonde would get admired with a mix of envy from either passer-bys or acquaintances . If he had gotten a serious heart damage, he would go to Seungcheol. Broke up with the 31st person? Cheol. Every other heartbreaking event? Indeed, still Choi Seungcheol. The twist is that Seungcheol actually believes that Jeonghan was a duty, not a chore. Wiping his salty tears, cuddling after a nightmare, hugging when tears flow, caressing Jeonghan's marble-like cheeks while assuring him that he will still be there, even though the other didn't cared enough.

Sure Seungcheol had been sad, or depressed before. But he locks it up in a platinum chest, flamed shut, a smile sticker pasted on.

Despite everything Jeonghan does to show he doesn't care about the other, the fake nightmares and problems would be the ticket, indirectly asking Seungcheol for physical contact. He swore to never admit that he needed him.

But when a cherished, dearly loved person in Jeonghan's life leaves him forever, Seungcheol wasn't standing beside him, trying to make the situation better. He was on an airplane made out of hopes, wishes and dreams and all particles that made