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Taehyun followed Beomgyu to the train. The older's destination was a shopping mall.

As soon as he entered the mall, he kind of lost the older so he wandered off the floor.

'Hello sir, I hope you received our product already.' As he walked pass a sportswear shop, a female staff spoke to him.

'Product?' He asked, immediately recalled those cleats of the same brand that he bought for Beomgyu.

'Oops, sorry I didn't mean to be rude...a handsome customer like you shall not be forgotten.' She giggled and other female staffs also peeking at him curiously.

'...those cleats are delivered, thank you. May I ask you something? Last time was I coming here with someone else?'

'Sorry sir, I don't quite remember...'

'Nevermind...thank you.' Taehyun replied politely and continued to search for the older. He wasn't paying attention to the bgm playing at the background of this mall, until he heard-

So, don't ever think I need more
I've got the one to live for
No one else will do, and
I'm telling you

Just put your heart in my hands
Promise it won't get broken
We'll never forget this moment
It will stay brand new
'Cause I'll love you
Over and over again

Over and over again

Before he could react, unconsciously a warm pure droplet falling from the window of his soul caused a drenched dot on his shirt. His heart started throbbing...

Why did it ache so much even though he remembered nothing?

He rubbed off the stream of tears stained his face, when he removed his hand, he saw Beomgyu inside a lady's fashion shop through the glass.

Beomgyu was returning a paper bag to the shop counter. The assistant pulled out a red sweater dress from it. Taehyun dashed to front and grabbed the dress-

When his fingers met the soft weaves of the sleeves, the scene in his dream echoed—reminding him the crying soul belonged to Beomgyu and the growing urge to hug him and protect him.

All of a sudden, he rounded his arms on the older tenderly, Beomgyu's eyes widened in confusion.

Taehyun knew exactly what this feeling meant to him.

Like a mild breeze, the warmth he yearned for slowly filled him up, for he had found the key to the chamber of his heart, the strayed essence to replace his emptiness, this feeling was more than affection...

He leaned his chin on the other's shoulder, the scent of vanilla shampoo from the raven hair brought him back to the moment when-

he fell in love

'Sorry you put your heart in my hand but I broke it. They told me everything...' Remorse was in his voice, Taehyun whispered to the older.

Beomgyu was surprised at his words and the bruises on Taehyun's face made him worry, but he scrambled out of his arms quickly and said to him in a cold manner, 'Even if you know the past, I am no longer your princess. I lied to you since the beginning, everything went wrong because of me...and it doesn't change the fact that I am Choi Beomgyu! To you, I am just a brother...'

'Pabo, why do you think I will abandon you because you are a guy?' Taehyun clutched on older's hand as the later was distancing from him.

'Because you only treated me as a brother before I became a girl! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE-' Beomgyu exclaimed slapping his hand away and left the shop in rage.

On the way back, a helpless Taehyun called Yeonjun for advice.

'So my question is—do you love him?' Yeonjun speedily took in their situation.

'My heart says it, but he doesn't believe me.'

'He's not believing in himself too. Show him you love him as he is. And tell us if you need any help, I am sure everyone wants you two piece together again.'

No matter how independent Taehyun was, this time he certainly would need his friends.

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After some mindless walking on the street to avoid bumping into the younger again, Beomgyu returned to the dorm at night.

He spotted a gift box with a card placed in front of his door. He picked them up and unwrapped once he entered his room, astounded to see his favourite cleats which he had been saving up for a pair and an invitation card to a performance on Christmas Eve.

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Author's note:

Ahh this dramatic sheeet Im not crying

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