credit to:aisyaraihana for the picture.

Hoya's POV
I looked up to see woohyun leading Sunggyu towards the shore. Most importantly holding his hand, I couldn’t keep my expression from becoming sour. I tried my best to conceal it but the pain buzzed softly within my chest. I knew they would spot me so I quickly left the beach without looking back, I didn't know if I could hold back if I did.

Sunggyu's POV
We had an amazing time! We rode banana boats, and ate fresh fish from the ocean. I was enjoying myself but Woohyun was overly excited, dragging me along everywhere. After successfully touring and completing most of the hotels activities, I headed towards my room.

When Woohyun called after me "where are you going?" he asked out of breathe

"To my room?" I responded nervously

"You cant- we have so much catching up to do!" he whined clinging onto me

"No- Woohyun I cant- we've been together the whole day, plus my clothes- " I tried to reason.

He drowned out my complaints with chatter, it was useless. The guilt-filled conscience chanted Hoya's name in my mind- Hoya. Hoya. Hoya. He was probably going to be extremely upset.

Hoya's POV
I raked my fingers through my hair furiously, I don't know how much longer I could last with this 'friend-ship' thing. It was going to drive me insane; Woohyun had become inseparable from Sunggyu now. I can't even talk to him, let alone do those other things I had in mind either. Every time I tried to do so he would be dragged away by Woohyun. Now I could stay silent at all these things but Sunggyu sleeping in his room? Not an option. I arrived at my room, surprised that the phone rang at that moment so I picked it up.

It was Sunggyu.

"Hoya.....I'm going to be staying here..."

I took my time to ask, afraid of the answer. "Where is here?" I asked slowly, my tongue felt thick in my mouth.

Silence.

"Woohyun's room" he responded with a whisper

"No" I responded immediately,

"Hoya-It's just this once, we haven't talked in a while...I just want to make things right" he tried to persuade.

"No way" I responded again, this time more firm. More silence.

"Hoya-" he pleaded

"Its your choice...I only told you my opinion" I replied, saying one thing but meaning something completely different. I knew it was cruel- making him choose between Woohyun and I but it had to be done. It would happen eventually "What ever you choose, whether you stay or leave is up to you" I concluded before hanging up the phone. I sat there in silence, numb and mentally conflicted. I was testing Sunggyu, did he love me? was I really just a replacement? What is our relationship? I pondered to myself. Until my body gave in and i just fell asleep.

Sunggyu's POV

I part of me wanted to run out of that room last night, run to Hoya and leave Woohyun behind. I knew what he was asking me to do, leave Woohyun but the question was could I? I could...but would I? Now that was a different story. I looked over at Woohyun who smiled at me from where he was sitting and chatting with the other members and the manager hyung. It was overly crowded here anyways, so I quickly thought of a plan. I joined the other members and chatted for a few hours until they finally passed out at 3. They ordered a futon so I could sleep there; they even put effort in to make the bed for me. I felt kind of bad sneaking away like this but it was the only way to satisfy them both. I slipped out of the room when I was sure everyone had fallen asleep, the cold air nipped at my skin. I shivered and headed towards the main lobby, only to be disappointed. The bellboys where busy taking drunk people to they're rooms so I decided to just walk up to where we where staying. I realized too late that the path was awful dark and a long way up. I tripped numerous times and felt onto rocks, scraping my palms against them. I couldn't see if I had been cut or not so I just brushed myself off and stood up to resume my walking. I finally saw our Japanese-styled house from a distance, the lights where dim but I knew they where on. It was easily 4 in the morning; I didn't expect him to be awake. Anxiety ate me alive as I stepped up to the door, I swiped my card over the sensor and it clicked easily. I pushed the door open and walked in; I scanned around for any signs that he might be home. I removed my shoes and walked in since I saw no signs of his arrival. Where we shared a bed, there he was. Sleeping in a weird position, like he had been sitting before and he had fell back to just fall asleep. I was about to crawl over to his side but I noticed my hands had a mixture of dirt, blood, and mud. My knee's as well where in the same condition as my hands, so I backed away not knowing what to do. I looked around, there had to be a safety kit. So I began to rummage through drawers but I found nothing. In frustration I closed the last drawer with my food, making it shut with a loud noise. I cringed when I heard movement in the bed; I slowly turned around to meet hoya's sleep deprived face. His blinked sleepily at me,

"You decided to come..." he said in a raspy voice.

I gulped and nodded "yeah..."

He hadn't bothered to even take off his shoes. He was still wearing his 'outside' clothing; he looked me over and sat up straight.

'Why are you covered in mud?" he noted

"Oh, it's nothing-" I said raising my hand to stop him from coming near. His jaw tightened,

"What happened to your hands?!" he said alarmed. He rushed towards me and yanked both of my hands from behind me, which I attempted to hide.

"Nothing" I responded "its no big deal"

His eyes met mine "this doesn't look like nothing to me"

I tore my gaze away "I fell..."

"Where?"

"On my way up" I responded truthfully.

He grimaced clearly not pleased with my response, “why didn't you get a bell boy to take you here? It dangerous you could have gotten hurt..." he said voice filled with concern. I winced at the pressure he had been putting on my palm, probably subconsciously but the pain was evident. He let his arms fall down to his sides

"Sorry"

"It's okay..." I replied, fidgeting in place. The atmosphere was awfully quiet and awkward; it pained me to see us in this condition. A few awkward minutes passed before he spoke up again "well...You should probably clean them at least" I nodded but kept my gaze down "I will..." he bobbed his head in recognition and walked back towards the bed. Kicking off his shoes and getting back into bed, I turned around and searched for the first aid kit. Once open I pulled out the alcohol and a cloth to dab the cuts with alcohol.

A sense of Déjà vu swept over me like a wave crashing over the sandy shore, I remember a situation like this one. When hoya was mad that first time, only difference then was that I was forgiven. Which clearly was not going to happen in our current situation, there was definitely something deeper to this than just hanging out with woohyun. Question was, what? I didn't want to fight so I didn't pry for answers, it was late. I was extremely beat. " Could have at least helped me clean my cuts,” I grumbled to my self, before leaning over to peek at him. He was lying on his side, hair tossed in his face breathing softly. My heart swell in my chest when my eyes finally registered what I was seeing; he was watching me. I shivered, from embarrassment? Delight? I couldn't exactly make up my mind on one fixed emotion. I bit my lip and set down the first aid kit, deciding that right now would be a good time to talk. I sat down at the foot of the bed and turned over to crawl towards him. Once slightly beside him, I peered down at him. I gulped, probably too loud, I was sure it could be heard from miles away. His gaze now fixed on me, peering through his tousled hair. His eyes so black and curious, I felt exposed.

"Hoya..." I started, but was interrupted half way.

"Don’t,” he warned.

"But I-"

"Don’t,” he repeated, only more stern this time

"We'll talk about this some other time, for now just rest,” he said before turning around.

I pouted he was being so cold. I shuffled into bed, and wrapped the sheets around me tightly to simulate Hoya's embrace. Hoya's embrace...the thought made me choke up. I missed him.