Imagine that your OTP hasn’t been a couple for years - they had fallen apart long ago and haven’t spoken since they broke up. One day A receives a package from B. This package is huge and heavy. They are torn between annoyance and curiosity, but bring it in none the less. After a week of it sitting in the way, they finally open it to see….books. Well, journals to be precise. They have one just like this that was basically how B decided to write letters to them, but only had sent one while they were together. These books are filled with page upon page about B’s life and how they still love and miss A so dearly. Some of the books even have stories of OCs the two came up with together. A finds themselves binge reading through the whole stack.  In a horribly angst ridden scenario: It was actually a family member of B’s who sent the books.    -     A knock was heard on the door. Seungkwan stopped folding his clothes in the living room as he watched his daily Spanish soap operas. He sighed, putting his half folded shirt down,  "Who could it be?"  He stood up, walking towards the door and opened the door. It was a delivery man, he spoke,  "Package for Boo Seungkwan."   "That's me.." He replied, the man handed him a large package he was holding and Seungkwan struggled to hold it, "W-What's this for?"  "I'm not sure. But this is from.." He read the package, "Chwe Hansol."  Seungkwan's heart dropped.  "Anyways. I've got to deliver more packages. Have a good afternoon sir."  The man turned and left. Seungkwan barely held the package up. He closed the door. He walked back to the living room and placed it on the coffee table, he stared at it,  "Why.." He laughed bitterly at the package as if it could hear him, "First you break up with me.. Now years later you come back into my life."  He tossed the package under the coffee table. Ignoring it and continued his soap opera and folded his clothes. Though he wanted to open it, to see what he sent to him out of nowhere. But he decided not to due to how stubborn he is. -  It's been a week. Seungkwan had encountered the package a few times as he cleaned around his apartment. He ignored it.   But today he decided to open it finally. He sat in his living room, looking at the package. He huffed, dragging a knife he had brought from the kitchen, across the package, opening it with ease.   His eyes were met with journals. He looked at them confused, carefully taking one out of the package, his heart beating. Seungkwan looked at it, realizing he had the same type of journal hidden deep in his closet.  Seungkwan opened it, reading a few sentences. He breathed in deeply. The scent reminded him of Hansol. He was surprised it didn't fade off after a few years..   He read a few sentences out loud, his voice croaking,  "January 21st, 2012. Today I broke up with the love of my life. It wasn't much of a choice. It hurt to see him in pain as I told him, 'Seungkwannie. I don't think this will work out..' Innocently, oh my baby.. He innocently asked, 'Don't think what will work out?'   My heart was basically teared out by Seungkwan's tear streaked face after he had slapped me across the face. I couldn't run after him. It pained me as well. But it was the right thing to do."   The first entry ended there. Seungkwan kept reading, how Hansol's life went on without Seungkwan there with him. Seungkwan could read- No, feel Hansol's hurting state as he wrote these entries.  His entries included precise details on how much Hansol missed Seungkwan, how much he wanted to hold him in his arms again, kiss him, love him like he used to.   Eventually Seungkwan ended the first journal. Ther