"I'm sorry, Hyukjae."

Crash! The sound of a broken vase could be heard as it rang through the silent room.

"No! Don't!" The man who threw the vase dropped to his knees, clutching his chest at the unbearable pain that seemed to be tearing his heart apart.

"Please, Hae. Please. We will never be just brothers. I know it's wrong. But when your hand fit in mine, when your lips are against mine, when you're in me, Hae. I know you feel it. We don't have to go with the public, Hae. We can go somewhere where we're just Lee Hyukjae and Lee Donghae. No fans, no press, noone to judge us. Please." begged the man as he stood up again, gingerly walking towards the man, afraid of rejection, afraid of being pushed.

"No. We can never be just Hyukjae or Donghae." a cold voice that definitely didnt sound like a chirpy Donghae respond.

Eunhyuk paused as tears began to fill his eyes.

"Be strong, you moron." he mentally reprimanded himself as he willed himself to stay strong and continued walking towards the man who suddenly seemed so far away from him.