"Would you remember me forever?"

You gazed at the boy, his tawny hair soft and brushing his well defined features in a gentle way as the wind blew at his side. You admired how the mood near the ocean made him adorn pastel-like colors, also his lips.

"Why would you ask that?"

Taeyong clasped your hand inside his, hands much colder than his usual warmth, brought yours to his chest which gave your heart uneasy beats rather than a flattered one.

He didn't speak. The breeze continued to bring waves to your muddied feet. The sound was attempting to calm you but not his warmth.

"Can you hold me?"

You blinked, taken aback, asking "What?"

Taeyong crashed to the ground, the sand soiling his hair and his cheeks. You felt no heartbeat, realizing that he no longer held your hand and his eyes were closed.

You held him after, weeping.