My hands and feet were moving almost unconsciously to the rhythm of the music from the speakers around the classroom on the wood floor, the rhythmic melody had given way to the shouts and claps all other students of the academy who had gathered , forming a round about Junhong and me. The two began to create an improvised choreography under the sound of the music. The two had a lot in common, but I think that dancing is the thing that can identify most both. When the music stopped I could hear how our teacher sent us to shower to all of us with a couple of slaps, the circle formed began to unravel to leave best friend and me alone in the big room, I fell to the floor with my face down, leaning on the cool wood, trying to catch my breath again from the effort, my body was sweaty and I had a lot of heat.

“Definitely...” - I Rolled onto my back staring the white ceiling “Dancing is the best thing in the world, huh Junhong?” My body suddenly shivered when I heard a thunder outside ... Had it started to rain?

“I think we should hurry to go to the shower, my mother is coming to pick me up to home” Junhong rose with a beautiful and graceful movement and headed to the locker room, I let out a loud sigh before getting up too and follow him in his footsteps.

Gradually the academy was being emptied and I found myself saying goodbye to my friend as he climbed in his mother's car reluctantly, I could see by his gestures how he started another argument with her, I could see him shouting, I stayed here until the car was out of my vision and then I looked at the sky, now full of black and thick clouds, the rain started to fall heavy and intensely creating a blanket that made it almost impossible to see what was a couple of steps away and, as always, I forgot my umbrella. I estimated the distance I had to go to the nearest bus stop on the other days I could wait for my brother or call him but today I knew he had class at college.

I didn't remembered shivering so much ever, even when I forgot my coat when I came to play with the snow as a child, my clothes were completely soaked, the cold was trespassing the skin to my bones and it made me shiver even more. The walk was taking a lot of time, no one was on the streets, even weren't circulating cars and many establishments had decided to close, I stopped for a moment when another thunder cracked the sky, the storm didn't seemed like abating. "I have only to walk a little longer, just a few minutes and I'll get ..." were the words that my brain was repeating over and over again finding a way of encouragement. Finally, and without knowing exactly how I arrived to the small bus stop, fortunately it was covered by a small plastic roof, but that didn't stopped my cold shiverings... I knew that after this I was to get a bad cold. The minutes kept passing and I was standing there, I chose to sit on the small bench and flexed my knees to hug them with my arms, hoping to find a nonexistent heat. My teeth began to chatter and I could feel my hair completely soaked too. That was when I heard it, a very insistent sound of a carn hond, I was still with my face buried in my knees without paying any attention, but the noisy sound kept playing and increasingly repetitive. I heard my name a few times, my eyes drifted slowly toward the voice, I saw surprised how Himchan was there, with the car parked in the middle of the road, right in front of me had lowered the passenger window, he was calling me.

“Bang Jongup, get in the damn car!” Was the last thing I heard him say before obeying quickly, I entered the car without thinking twice and I could only feel the warmth of his body and companion, I was hugging Himchan strongly as his hands quickly went up and down my back, trying to give me a bit of warm “You're so soaked..” He muttered pulling away from me, and for the first time I saw how his eyes looked at me with a mixture of disapproval and anger “Can you tell what you were doing in the rain?”

“I was there for taking the bus...” - I answered without looking up as I rubbed my arms with my hands, hoping that the friction heat me back something. “On Thursdays my brother doesn't pick me up and I have to catch the bus”

- “Jongup” He sighed “Don't you have my phone number? You have it right? He started to drive, his eyes were fixed on the road but he was frowning too, was he mad at me? “You know that when these things happen you can call me, whenever you need something you can” ... His facial expression was starting to relax again “You can call me whenever you want”.

“I know ...” I looked away towards the window “Thanks hyung”. He smiled a bit as an answer “Oh hyung where are we going? It isn't the way to my house” I couldn't recognize the buildings or the shops there were outside, I looked at him puzzled.

“Some streets and roads are cut because the storm, so, bring you home is mission impossible” I looked to the front as I threw my body back “So we go to my house, from there we'll call your parents for explaining them the situation, I think they won't mind” I was going to spend the night at his house? My heart started beating uncontrollably suddenly, I was even afraid he could hear the sound of it given in the peaceful silence inside the car, I had spent many days as a child in that huge house, but now was very different... I was going to be alone with him under the same roof, one night. The way to get silent did he concentrate on driving and I straining to collect my thoughts but the silence was soon broken again too, he asked me about Junhong and about what was happening to him and I explained what had happened the last time in my house. When we finally arrived to his house garage he immediately opened the door, he grabbed my hand and led me quickly into the house, I could barely take my shoes off at the entrance, we went crawling through the hallways he muttering something under his breath that I couldn't decipher. He opened the last door before stopping at what was clearly his room. A room that was about twice the ground floor of my house with a huge double bed in the middle on a beautiful carpet to match and decorated in brown and white tones. I was left it in the middle of the room as he opened another door, the closet. He returned to the couple of minutes with a few pieces of clothing.

“There you have the bathroom” I nodded when I saw the door “Take a warm shower or you really will catch a cold” Oneof his hands my hair wet, I could envision a gentle smile on his lips “Take your time, there's no rush I'll do some dinner while you're here and I 'll call at your house too” Then he opened the room door and closed gently beside him, I sighed again.

I never imagined that a bath could be so huge, the fund had a large bath and very long and was so very clean that it seemed as if no one had ever used, just opposite was a shower placed directly on the floor, a glass partition prevented that the water could wet the whole bathroom. I decided not to stay longer in wet clothes and started to take my shirt off, then everything else followed, leaving it in a corner of the room. I watched the endless buttons and wheels that had that shower, obviously hidromassage, a precise temperature controlled water, another pressure, another and off other smaller jets. I shook my head repeatedly and went directly under the water, immediately went into heat, I let out a sigh of relief.

I do not know how long I was under water lost in my own thoughts when I quickly reacted off the faucet for going out, I took a deep breath with difficulty, was very hot and the fog had tarnished the huge mirror. I opened the door after drying my hair the best as possible and I get my clothes from the bathroom floor, the clothes that lend me Himchan fit me perfectly and I was surprised, I had never seen this style take clothes but really they had impregnated her scent. I decided to follow the sounds to take me to the kitchen and I was standing for a moment in silence, watching him.

Kim Himchan, the culprit that for a long time was questioning my uality, that boy I just wanted to feel perfect brotherly love, but it was impossible. His slanted eyes were focused on what was cooking, I smiled to see that he had the tip of his tongue between his teeth, a gesture that was provided when was very focused on something, then his lips curled into a half smile and I knew he was aware of my presence.

“Do you like what you see, Jonggupie?” I rolled my eyes and let out a soft laugh, I advanced a few steps and left my clothes in what looked like the dirty laundry basket, my host smiled approvingly “Sit and eat it before it gets cold” - I did what he told me, sitting down at the table located a few steps, he quickly put a couple of plates facing each other, it was accompanied everything with chopsticks, napkins and drink, and I hadn't have time to ask if I needed help with something.

We sat facing each other, I looked at the huge window beside him, the rain was still falling with incredible strength and wondered whether it would cause great damage.

“I called your house while you were showering” I looked up from my food “I explained what happened and they told me I did well bring you here” His face broke into a smile “They trust me so much... They don't know what I'm able to make to you...” He winked and laughed again, I knew he was joking but, deep down, I wanted those words were something real.

Once finished I offered to pick up the things but he flatly refused and ended up sending me to the living room, I walked down the hall to find it and I sat in the middle of the couch, I looked up the TV remote and turned it on, changing channels randomly. I started to relax my body when I grabbed a pair of cushions between my arms, I was focused in a scene from a typical american movie, a girl was trying to confess to the typical tall boy , muscular and handsome, but she didn't know how, and I thought she and I had something in common, a large heavy heart, too great a burden that needed to be released.

“Love doesn't exist” His hoarse voice invaded the place and I bit my lip, I could not disagree more with him “Only brings disappointments and misfortunes” He sat next to me, our legs rubbed “How are you in love, Jonguppie?”

My eyes were focused on the screen, I didn't want to answer that question, I couldn't do it. I was with a girl this summer, but it was only a couple of weeks, one meet at the cinema or at a randomly coffee shop, but no more, no hugs, no kisses, no anything, I still remember Sohee's timid eyes when she asked me if I could go out with her, whispering. I can't remember yet why I accepted knowing that I didn't felt nothing for her.

“So ... Have you got your first kiss?” This time my eyeslooked at him, trying to absorb what he asked, wondering why was tormenting me with these questions. I started to blush. He watched my face and laughed “I can tell by your face that the answer is no...” His finger my cheeks and I realized that we were extremely close again “You don't have to hurry to do so, the first kiss has to be the most special of all” His finger slowly slid my lower lip and felt a tingling at the contact “with the person you love” He whispered and I noticed his face closer to mine. I decided I could no longer suppress my feelings more and had to throw myself off the cliff of my doubts.

When I touched my lips with his I expected him eschew me abruptly and leave the room, but to my surprise the cocked his head to deepen more, was there and then that I decided that kissing the person you loved was the most wonderful thing in the world, I felt butterflies in my stomach and I had to suppress a smile as our lips kept moving in perfect synchronicity, my hands grabbed the neck of his pristine white shirt and he embrace me, eliminating definetely all the distance between us. I refused to open my eyes, I had to enjoy the moment last as long as it lasted. The television had been reduced to something without sound, while in the street, the rain continued falling with thunderous force.

That night I thought I could touch the sky.