There’s no more love, all that’s left in me are your memories

 All it does is weigh me down, having lost its other half

 I know now my tears, my long sighs are useless

Carefully, Hyukjae pulls an old box under his bed, blowing the dust away. After several coughs he slowly opens the lid and inside it he sees a couple of things he had used before.

On the top most it’s a picture of a young him with a brunette guy on his side. His arms hangs over the other’s shoulders while they pose to the camera, then he look at the next seeing another photo with the same guy. Both of them smiles widely as they lay on the flat grass, with their hands on the top of their heads and he quickly take a look of the others, the eagerness on remembering the things of his past is eating him up.

He couldn’t help his heart to flutter in happiness as he remembers those sweet memories of him, not until when he catch a glimpse of a certain picture. It only shows the brunette guy holding a cup of coffee and with a line of foam above his mouth like he got a white mustache.
 

Hyukjae sit on his bed as he let go of the photograph. He close his eyes and tries to picture what happened years back then, those years where he is happiest.

--

Hyukjae slowly enters a room where a lad keeps on groaning ever here and there. He couldn’t help but to giggle as he gives him a cup of coffee and then ruffles his soft brunette locks, making the latter to look at him, pursing his lips.

“I can’t do this anymore Hyukkie!”

“Then don’t, no one is pushing you though and just let me drink this—“

A hand slap his before he could even touch the mug. The other protectively holds the cup of coffee, turning his back to Hyukjae so he could sip a bit. He hears him on how delicious the drink is so his gummy smile couldn’t help but to show off.

After a few moments of pampering the other, they started on studying again. Maybe it didn’t look like it but they actually have the same age—Hyukjae is just a few months older than him. Coincidentally, they also attend the same school but it’s acceptable that Hyukjae never seen him because he rarely goes to school.

“Hyukkie why is your coffee not taking effect?”

“Just because it’s decaffeinated Hae”

“But I told you I still have to—“
 

He warmly smiles as he extends his arms to Donghae. The other sighs in defeat and slump his body to him, clinging his arms around his neck. Hyukjae slowly pat his back then after a few minutes he could hear him snoring so he carefully drag him towards the bed, laying him down there.

He tucks him under the blanket, shoving away his fringe from his face before slowly pecking his forehead. With a last smile he touch his cheeks before walking away yet the supposed to be sleeping Donghae grabs the hem of his shirt while staring at him with half-closed eyes.
 

“I want my pillow.”

--

It’s been a while since he gets to feel this kind of sensation. He almost wonders if those things really did happen because it’s just like a dream, too happy, too colorful, and too perfect.

After shuffling each photos he got see another figure, it’s a different figure. It’s a stolen shot of a guy who’s tall, handsome and as what Donghae called him back then, Mr. Perfect. This picture isn’t really his, maybe the other forget it when he visited his house back then. Back those nights where the young brunette would tell him how he likes that guy and also where every time he had to smile to him even though his heart is crying.

--

Donghae jumps up and down that Hyukjae have to calm him down. He couldn’t understand why the other acts like this but whatever it is, he’s happy for him.

“Hyukkie I got to touch his hands and he’s so handsome up close. He’s perfect!”

“W-who?”

“Choi Siwon! The student council president Mr. Perfect! My Mr. Perfect!”
 

With that, Hyukjae could only stare at him while Donghae blabber other things about that guy. What he does is to nod and smile yet inside him he wants to tell him to stop already because it hurts him. He then sighs because he couldn’t; he couldn’t tell him that he like his best friend.

Days after days, Donghae will talk about him nonstop that Hyukjae have to be distant from him. He would avoid his calls; ignore him and anything just so he couldn’t hear those words that would hurt his heart. It always like this that he didn’t realize that he’s gone too selfish. Only for protecting his heart, he hurt his best friend.

Donghae would always ask him what is wrong but Hyukjae will act as if he doesn’t hear a thing. Donghae would always visit him, knocking and yelling his name but Hyukjae will pretend that he’s not there. Donghae would cry in front of him but Hyukjae only smile and tell him every sweet lies he have to say.

Things runs like this until Donghae got tired and Hyukjae don’t know if he has to laugh or cry. Hyukjae would always see Donghae together with Siwon, and he have to try his hardest not to hit himself because of his stupidity.

He pushed Donghae away. He let his love to go to another man. He likely killed himself. But he feels it’s all worth it, since Donghae will be happier together with the one he truly loves right?

--

Hyukjae heave a sigh then start on hiding those photographs when one slip from his hands. He stock everything inside the box before stretching his arms to grab it from the floor when he got to see what is on it and he have to bit his lips hard to stop himself on crying.

It was when he got his first kiss from him.

Not revealing everything about their past just yet
LOL I was supposed to be in hiatus but oh well~
Sorry for confusing everyone T^T
Things will be clearer as time goes on anyway

thanKYU for reading^^
And comments are very much appreciated :D

--heechan27
 

my late gift for eunhae
happy 6th anniv to my OTP!
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