Gorgeous. The sweetest person I have ever met and he loved to dance. It was art the way he danced. Like a slender paint brush swiping across a canvas was how his feet glided around the dance floor. A moving masterpiece that would bring tears to the eyes of the most dispassionate person in town. The words you are reading are only a few ways Do Kyungsoo would discribe Kim Jongin.

To Kim Jongin he was beautiful. Absolutely stunning. His voice was like velvet, even more so when he sang. It was like cinnamon and sugar, warm and sweet. The way it seemed to wrap around you at the same moment his arms would. Such an inviting and addictive feeling only belonging to him and him alone. He was perfection, warmth, and happiness all wrapped up in a tiny package named Do Kyungsoo.

Even when the world seemed to be falling apart, the two would find comfort in each others company, but that was before and this is now. One of them is gone and the other is heart broken.