(for bamthegreat)

The scent of his perfume catches you off guard and you blink; your heart racing in this ridiculously fast rate.

You should be used to it by now after all, since Yunho is your friend and friends are together all the time. He hasn't changed and neither have you so (you ignore the voice in your head saying otherwise; There's something more, you know it) - 

You should be cool and casual, but why are your hands so clammy? This wasn't the time for stupid moments like these... but it is happening. And somehow, you don't care it is.

You see him walking towards you and you put on a straight face. You ignore him. Well, not really. You're just trying hard not to breathe.

He sees you. You can tell. By the way he was holding himself like that – you knew he wasn't surprised to see you there. Much like how you weren't surprised to see him see you.

Yunho walks by in front of you. Cocky with his back straight and chin held up high, walking so purposefully slow you feel like screaming. But you try not to think if what he was doing just now was deliberate or not.

You swallow whatever it was you think was stuck in your throat and try to breathe normally as you look straight ahead. You clamp your mouth into a tight smile, but instead you whisper his name (only very silently) and suddenly you desperately wish he'd gone playing deaf again.

But