Jiyong stared, frozen, at the man in front of him. Aside from a new hair color he didn't seem one bit changed from the last time they saw each other, unlike himself. Seunghyun still had the same slightly wide-eyed look when he was surprised, which Jiyong realized was stupid because it wasn't as if the man's face would suddenly morph into something unrecognizable in the unbearably long.. short stretch of time they were apart.

Stunned, the two could only stare at one-another. Jiyong had no idea how to react. Was he supposed to jump into his arms? Smile and offer a hand to shake? Apologize profusely? Pretend nothing happened? Knowing how the taller man was, he was supposed to make the first move, but couldn't. Jiyong had imagined their reunion countless times but to have it actually happen was a completely different story. Now he was.. speechless. Tensed up. At a loss for words.

What Jiyong really wanted to do was to cup the man's face in his hands and just tell that he was real, that he wasn't imagining things or in another one of his heart-wrenching dreams..

But then Seunghyun's eyes turned cold.