He didn't know Kim Heechul when they first met. He was just a face to him. A beautiful face without a name, and a smile that set his heart on fire.

There was always something about Heechul, something that Siwon couldn't describe, couldn't put into words.

There was just something in him, that wouldn't let him look away. He was everything and nothing and the same time.

Poets could write epic poems, artists could paint exquisite pieces of art, scholars could spend years looking and appreciating, but not one could ever to do his perfection justice.

It was too much to take in at once, but Siwon couldn't walk away.

The purest love could not be wrong, this man could never be called a sin.

Heechul was the sun. He was warmth, life, fire. He was free and happy and he did what made him happy.

Siwon was just a little boat, sailing lost in the endless and blinding sunshine that Heechul left behind.

But Heechul was happy to be his light.

Siwon would never understand what Heechul saw in a guy like him, but whatever it was, he hoped he never stopped seeing it.