Watching Sungyeol quietly from the side without the other knowing was something Woohyun grew to love. He loved his best friend’s carefree smile, how soft tint of blush would appear across his face when the tall lanky choding was shy. Everything about Sungyeol was so beautiful in his opinion, even his flaws, even when the latter was crying nor angry. He even found the other’s messy eating habit was adorable and always want to kiss away those mess off of his lips. The beauty of Sungyeol was something natural, something that doesn’t have to be polished. People tend to act in order to appear gorgeous, but Lee Sungyeol just has it without lifting any finger. Just like now when he was happily running along the coast with only a knee length pants and a white sleeveless top. It was the simplest outfit, but that’s what makes him appeared so stunning. Woohyun sometimes wonder if the latter would still appear so perfect even when he was wearing sack or something. He tempted to dare his best friend with that, but it would earn him a wack from him. Unfortunately for him, that beauty was something he could only admire from afar ever since Myungsoo came to the picture and Sungyeol’s world was basically centered to the younger. Perks of being a best friend, even when he was dying inside, he has to help his choding friend to get Myungsoo’s heart. There was one time he tried to keep a distance between them, but Sungyeol came up to him with a depressed expression, asking if he made a mistake