fanboy + seunghun

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1 year later

Jihun crouching while picking up the grass growing around Seungjun's grave. He bend over and hug the tombstone.
" I miss you, i miss you a lot, " he says, tears coming down from his cheeks.

" We've been here for half an hour now, " Inseong patted his back.

It's been a year since Seungjun's passed away. Jihun still not changing except for his health is getting better, but yet his feelings for Seungjun are still strong enough. Losing him in shock making Jihun more depressed.

Inseong everyday would knock his door, cook for him and bring him every evening to Seungjun's grave. Inseong couldn't do anything but felt very sad and sorrow inside.

They walk back to their car and Jihun lean on the passenger side door. " It's been one year he gone, " he says " and yet I still love him, "

" I'll wait in the car, take your time, " Inseong said and get into the car and start the engine.

After awhile, Jihun get in the car. A flashbacks running through his mind.

" let me hold your hand, " a sweet smile from Seungjun, linking their hands.

" promise never let go, "

" promise, "

He mad with himself, he mad for Seungjun's gone, he just want to turn back time to stop everything from happening.

They both reach their apartment. Jihun get inside first followed by Inseong.

" Inseong , " Jihun cooed and patting the couch.

" yes? " he sit next to him.

" I want to move, "

" where? "

" Seungjun's apartment, " he sigh.

His word making Inseong little shock. " Sure, you can move there, " he smile.

Without any time, he pack his bag with Inseong help. Nothing much he packed, few clothes that last almost 2 weeks his boxer ,shorts and socks.

Almost forget, the necklace Seungjun's give on his birthday that hanging at the self diy hook at the mirror.

" you want me to fetch you there? " Inseong ask while they walking to the door.

" ah, it's okay, taxi everywhere at this time, " he smiles and slide in his shoes.

Inseong follow him until his door, waving each other and Jihun's shadows are gone.

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He pick out Seungjun's apartment key from his pocket. As he put on his palm, he saw the key chain he gave last summer still hanging there.

As he unlock the door, atmosphere of Seungjun wandering around the room. Jihun smiling by himself as looking picture of him and Seungjun together on the table next to the tv.

He walk to the kitchen and dusty counter and old unused glass hanging next to the sink. He open the fridge, before he going to open, he pinch his nose with his index and middle finger. " 1,2,3, " he count. He closed his eyes.

" eh? no any rotten food or drink in his fridge, " he says and close the fridge's door.

He open the empty room next to Seungjun's room. " weird, is anyone come here to clean the room? no one have the keys accept Seungjun and myself. "

Nothing more but the bedroom he go next. Suddenly his hand sweat, a bda feeling coming from Seungjun's bedroom door.

As he pushed the door back, his eyes unbelievable, he pinch himself to check for the reality or a dream.

A guy in black hood sitting at the desk. He stopped writing and tilt his head. The man walk closer to him, Jihun slowly take a step back slowly.

" Don't get closer to me, " he warned as he breath hardly.

The man stops, he pulled the hood back and reveals his face, a strong jawline with a nice perfume he smell before.

Jihun widened his eyes, " P-P-Park Seungjun? "

" Kim Jihun, " a word from the guy, or familiar with Seungjun smiles.

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