+ + Something Sweeter ++ - Chanlix

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London is cold in March. Of course it is. But it should be wet too.

Where's the rain? Where's the sweetness you get from the fresh smell of it? Where's the rainbow?

Oh yeah, Chris left it all behind in Korea. Not that it's there either.

It's just, cold. And empty.

Where's the sunshine? Where's his sunshine? And what happened to the rainy days. Their rainy days.

"Hiya," A voice spoke, stepping through the door into Chris' modern office (hey, at least he got his own office,) with a small wave. It was Danielle, a fellow Aussie and one of the youngest of their editing team. She often popped her head in through Chris' door for questions or just to say hello too, she looked through his smile like it was glass. She knew he had something bringing him down, even if they'd only known eachother a few months.

"Oh, hey Dani, you alright?" Chris looked up from his laptop that had seemingly turned off on his own, to greet the girl that had just entered the room.

"Yeah, I've just got a question." She smiled, softly, as she always did. And took a seat over on the chair on the opposite side of Chris' desk.

"About work?"

Her demeanour became sheepish, almost, as she spoke again: "No, actually. I just wanted to ask, did you move here from Australia or did you already live in the UK?"

"Korea, actually. I used to do editing for trailers of movies like The Stars I Draw For You and other films Han Jisung and Hyunjin were in, Jisung and Hyunjin became close friends of mine through that!" Chris explained, reminiscing over his life as apart of South Korea's editing industry.

"Oh wow, that's awesome! Then why'd you leave?" She asked, "If you had such a great life over there, that is."

"Well, I got fired for being late on a project and therefore lost like everything. So I moved in with a really close person in my life, he owned a cake shop and over time I kinda started working there too. I nearly became a pernament business partner with him but I got this job offer and, well he convinced me to go."

"Sounds interesting. And it sounds like this guy really helped you out a lot, you must've been really close." She said, the words sinking deep into Chris' heart as the image of the orange-haired, freckled man displayed in his thoughts.

"Yeah. Yeah, we were." Chris muttered, the last word catching in his throat as if he was choking on it and couldn't even bring himself to say it. Blinking back tears he didn't even know were there, and then he added, quietly: "I love him."

"You miss him too, don't you?" She reached out to pat Chris' hands in a simple and slightly awkward act of comfort. "Why don't you call him?"

"I tried, I think he deleted my contact. He's just so desparate to not get in the way of my dream." He voiced, looking over at his phone that just lit up with some random notification and the photo of Felix that was displayed behind it as his lock screen.

Silence enveloped the two of them for a moment, as both were trying to find something to say.

"Is..." She began, slowly speaking, "This your dream though?"

"What else would my dream be?"

"Him."

All Chris could do was look up to meet Danielle's simple gaze, A sound catching each of their attentions from outside.

A few drops of rain fell from the sky. Not much, before it quickly cleared. But enough.

Not enough to be a rainy day.

But enough to tell Chris, that Danielle was right.

And enough for something sweet, no, something sweeter, to spark in Chris again.