It is when the two unexpectedly meet each other. Thinking that it was all just brotherly love, when it actually grew. Those feelings kept on growing, and growing and growing.

“Hyung...” the younger one confronted the blonde with a mask covering half his face. Silently glancing at the younger one; the masked boy tilted his head a little to the right. Showing the gesture saying, ‘Yes?’

“I don’t know if I should say this...” the younger one fidgeted with his fingers as he shyly twirled his right foot around in a small circular motion. With the sound of that sentence, the masked boy already knew what was going on. Crystal clear, he understood the situation. Grabbing both the younger one’s arms, he grasped, as he blushingly smiled behind the black mask hiding the looks of his face the entire time.

Then with a light pull, the younger one fell into the arms of the masked blonde boy. Warmingly wrapped his hands around the younger one’s petite body. “I love you hyung,” the younger one smiled in unquestioning happiness, while he drowned himself with the drunken feeling of being lovingly protected by his hyung that he adored, yet loved so much.

With a barely low toned whisper that made the younger one blushed furiously, “I love you too... Yoo Youngjae,”