Jaehwan kicks his legs over his bed. He sighs, watching the door. The lace of the loose tanktop and itches his skin. He's been waiting for hours, most of his excitement for doing this gone. He leans a hand on his cheek, pouting slightly.

The door in front of him creaks open. Sanghyuk walks in, groaning out. He loosens his tie, before falling on the bed beside Jaehwan.

“I hate my boss,” Sanghyuk mutters, as he feels Jaehwan's weight shift over him.

“Poor baby, just relax,” Jaehwan coos, rubbing his hands over Sanghyuk's back. Sanghyuk looks back at him, before laughing slightly.

“What the are you wearing?” He asks, laughing out louder. Jaehwan dips his head down and pouts.

“I wanted to do something different,” he whispers, moving off Sanghyuk's hips. Sanghyuk frowns, before moving over to him.

“Babe. You know that spontaneity doesn't really work well with me,” Sanghyuk explains, as Jaehwan rolls away. Jaehwan groans into a pillow, frowning more.

“But I like surprises,” Jaehwan speaks, “and it shouldn't be a surprise.”

“What are you even talking about?” Sanghyuk asks, pushing himself up. He slides off his jacket, as Jaehwan looks up at him.

“You don't remember?” Jaehwan whispers, before sliding off the bed. He runs away, tears leaking from his eyes.

“Jaehwan!” Sanghyuk calls out, running after him. He finds Jaehwan sitting on the steps to their downstairs.

“W-We met today. Five years ago. You were so small,” Jaehwan mutters, looking up at Sanghyuk. “ you.”

“Hey. I thought we met two months after that,” Sanghyuk counters, sitting down beside him.

“You asked me out then,” Jaehwan explains, sobbing slightly. Sanghyuk pouts, and grabs Jaehwan's hand. Jaehwan yanks it away, leaning against a wall to cry some more.

“Jaehwan,” Sanghyuk whispers, frowning back at him, realizing all he can do is let him cry.