Upon reaching his house, Eunhyuk had seen two bodies writhing on his bed, both he trusted deeply. His heart had broken into pieces as he tortured himself with the image of his lover having with his best friend, asking himself questions that even he had no answers too. The grief that engulfed him was like as if a rock-hard fissure had opened beneath his feet and trapped him, crushing his last bit of hope.

The worst thing was that Donghae saw him being like that, saw his vulnerability. That moment had freed Eunhyuk's muscles and he had turned away, running as fast as he could to escape the hurt and pain. And here he was, sitting in this deserted alley and crying his heart out for the man he had loved so dearly. Screaming, Eunhyuk flailed his hands about, scraping himself in the process.

But he didn't care.

All he knew now was that his heart would never be able to withstand this much pain again. And he was going to protect himself by ceasing to love again.