It was getting late, much later than usual and it was the third time in row he got lost in that stupid city. He started to feel nervous when the buildings started to become empty garages and abandoned houses all covered in graffiti. He was pretty sure about where he was at first, he could swear he knew the previous places. But not anymore and he started to walk faster while looking around, waiting for a or a thief to come out any minute. He hugged his bag, he had all the work of the day on that bag and wasn’t ready to let it go. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise on his back. He started to walk even faster, or maybe he should call it run, when he heard a voice behind him. 

“Hey, pretty” Someone said behind him, his footsteps nearer and nearer. 

He kept almost running, trying to go back to a more crowded place, but it seemed like he was going further into that abandoned place instead. He tried to not look back, instead he tried to hear any noises from behind but it was quiet again. He tried to catch his breath again and looked around, it was getting darker and he still didn’t know where he was. Maybe he should call some of his new colleagues, they might help him knowing where he was or at least give him some indications to where to go. He took out his cellphone and started to walk again, still fast but not as faster as before, when a hand took him by the wrist and pushed him into a dark alley. He found himself face to face with a stranger who looked nervous and scary. The stranger pinned him on a wall and looked straight at him, while he was frozen, limbs trapped and totally speechless. The stranger talked straight into his left ear and he was able to hear the same disgustful voice from before, a voice that sent him a frightened shiver down the spine. 

“You thought you would be able to escape from me, pretty?” 

He didn’t know what to do, he was paralyzed and disgusted at the same time. But he was also sure that none would safe him there, or even heard him yelling. Or at least he had been sure until he felt another hand grabbing his own and a pair of lips crashed against his lips. He opened his eyes in shock but wasn’t able to push the other because he was way stronger than him. 

“Sweetheart, I have been looking for you like forever! You shouldn’t leave without telling me!” Said the stranger while dragging him by the hand and leaving the crazy rapper behind without knowing what to do.

Once outside the dark alley he was able to regain his will and pushed the stranger far away. The stranger looked at him with a smirk, a y smirk he had to admit, while coming closer again. 

“You look lost, little deer. Don’t you think you should be thanking me for saving you back there?” 

“And how should I thank you? By letting you kiss me again without my consent?” Said him with a defiant glare.

“That would be of help, but I guess I can accept your name as a start. Mine is Junhyung.” Said with a grin while bowing a little.

He looked at Junhyung kind of dumbfounded, who was this man and why was he like that? And more importantly, what was he doing in a place like that at almost night? Maybe he didn’t want to know, maybe it would be better to just walk away and forget about the incident. But his mouth worked on his own and answered for him. 

“Hyunseung” Said him, while shaking Junhyung’s offering hand. 

Their hands were perfect for each other. With each passing day Hyunseung was surer about it. Every time he and Junhyung went out, to eat ice cream, the theater or just walk around, they would hold hands and Hyunseung knew they were made for each because the shape of their hands fitted perfectly, and he wasn’t hesitant about telling his boyfriend about it.