At that point they’d been wondering around for a year or so. They hadn’t settled down yet, but they were planning to do so. Jiho still wanted to go to college and so did Jiyong. They influenced each other in the best way possible. Jiyong was no longer afraid of settling and Jiho was no longer afraid of showing himself.

Jiyong’s voice reached Jiho, even though it was barely above a whisper. “I lost you completely.”

Jiho blinked a few times, his gaze becoming clearer. “I’m sorry. I’m here.”

Jiyong smiled faintly and gave him a gentle kiss.

It tasted like strawberries and nicotine.