http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5JylwZ6BR88

I'm sorry that I couldn't find the song with better quality ;~;

Heechul could remember it all too easily. The way that Hangeng smiled at him. The small laughs. The innocent flirting. He could remember the way that his world revolved around the Chinese man in those days, his heart clinging willingly to the man that brought him so much joy...

And pain.

The night had closed in around them, Heechul's sobbing figure being taken in by the other as he explained things to him all too clearly. With absolutely no remorse whatsoever.

That night, before returning home one final time, Hangeng had told Heechul that it was never love. It was nothing more than the fanservice that ELFs so desperately craved.

It wasn't love.

But now, years later, Heechul had devised a plan, a retaliation of sorts.

Taking Hangeng by the hand, the elder lead him through silvery fields of dreams. Danced with him upon clouds of hope. And gave him affections as sweet as cotton candy lullabies.