Kyuhyun,

 It’s been a long time, huh?

I still remember when I first saw you. Honestly, I thought you were going to be some kind of arrogant little bastard. And hey, guess what I was right about? But I’ll hand it to you, you don’t hesitate. That’s probably the only good thing about you – aside from being some sort of freakish math nerd.

If you had hesitated way back when, I bet I would’ve never been punched that summer. You’re probably scoffing at me right now. I don’t blame you. After all, the biggest prick of all time is telling you that you’re a bad guy. Seriously, when I think back to what kind of I caused you, I wanna ask the you back then to punch me until I out. (Trust me I know how much force it takes to knock someone out.)

Right, this isn’t why I’m writing to you though.

I’ve always felt guilty for taking him away and just…never telling you what happened. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to brag or rub it in your face because from what I’ve seen you did pretty well for a reform school junkie. The reason I’m writing to you is…well, I want to say thank you.

Back then, the words were on the tip of my tongue but I chickened out and just left everything as it was. As you can see, I couldn’t let it go.

That’s why I want you to know how thankful I am. Since then, we’ve stayed together. I never thought I would really find someone to spend the rest of my life with but seven years have passed and every morning when I wake up next to him…it’s like falling all over again.

We never adopted but we do have two dogs and I guess they’re just as good as kids. I hope you like the pictures I attached. They were taken a few weeks ago.

Hmm…what else is there? Oh! We bought a house a couple of months ago. He was so picky but we ended up moving to the suburbs. It’s understandable though. I’m pretty positive he’s preparing for kids or something, not that I mind. I hear that little chubsters are kind of cute.

I hope you’re doing well too. And again, over the years I’ve come across some magazines about you. Can’t believe that’s where you ended up! Kids like us can only dream of ending up places like that! But I’m happy for you. And he is too.

Actually, if he didn’t break down crying every time he tried to write you a letter then the person scribbling these words down wouldn’t be me.

You’ve got our address now so don’t hesitate to contact us. Our phone number is on the back of the picture too.

He’d really like to see you again. (My personal opinion is he wants to apologize for leaving without a word but don’t tell him I said that.) I wouldn’t mind seeing your famous, arrogant self again either.

Bring that cutie your dating too! Yes, I read the articles about you. Don’t judge, brat.

With lots of sincerity,

Eunhyuk

Old Man,

You did cause me a whole lot of problems.

It was a long time ago though, so don’t go dwelling all by your lonesome. Pathetic.

If you want to meet up, then come to my wedding.

I’ll be waiting.

Kyuhyun

P.S. We’re not dating. Dating is for people who have a chance of breaking up.

       Oh, and don’t call him cute.

Eunhyuk’s mouth twitched as he stared down at the letter. “What a little…”

“Don’t call him anything mean now,” Zhoumi scolded, smiling and fluffing their new puppy’s soft brown hair, “He just invited us to his wedding.”

The older of the two rolled his eyes, tossing the letter back onto the table. He circled around the couch, flopping down on the cushions, one arm draping around Zhoumi’s slim shoulders. “Fine, fine,” he sighed, patting his knee in an attempt to get Choco to jump up. The little dog listened obediently, snuggling into his owner’s lap. Eunhyuk yawning, rubbing the dog’s head, “I’m sure it’ll be a beautiful wedding.”

“Well it should be,” Zhoumi murmured, “after all they’ve been through as much as us…if not more.”

“Who is he marrying again?”

Zhoumi smiled down at the puppy, saying, “Oh his name is…”