Firelight

Chapter 2- Remember me

**Chanyeol's POV**

Once work was done, I rushed out the door and headed home. I couldn't wait to see my Baekhyun at home. In fact, it was all i could think of. As I was running home, I was so distracted, I accidently ran into someone.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I apologised to him at least fifty times, which must've humoured him, since he laughed a bit. He looked younger than me, probably nineteen or twenty. He was handsome, but very tan compared to my pale skin, which I actually found quite funny.

He smiled at me. "It's fine... uh," he tilted his head. "What's your name?"

"Oh! It's Chanyeol," stuck out my hand for him to shake. "Park Chanyeol."

"Ah," he shook my hand. "I'm Kim Jongin. Or you can just call me Kai."

I chuckled a bit. He smirked and asked, "What? Does it sound that weird?"

Trying to hold in my laughter as best as I could, I answered, "I'm sorry. It's just that I've never heard that name before, but it does have quite a nice ring to it."

He grinned. "Glad you think so, too!" I picked up a silver charm bracelet from the ground.

I showed him the bracelet. "Is this yours?" I asked.

He hesitated for a second. Then, he touched the silver heart charm on it. "Yeah... This is mine." He took it and kept it in his shirt pocket. "Thanks. I didn't even remember I still had this." He gave a nervous laugh, then probably realised he was being awkward, and cleared his throat.

"Anyway, I've gotta go. Uh, bye Mr.Chanyeol," he nervously bowed to me and waved.

I bowed and and waved back, then laughed really hard, which confused him. "There's no need to be formal with me!"

"But-"

"I know I'm older than you, but if we ever meet again, just call me Chanyeol, ok?" He nodded his head. "Good," I said as I grinned in my creepy, happy-virus way. He smiled back.

Then Jongin, or Kai, waved at me again and set off, while I set off for home.

Once or twice, he crossed my mind. I thought of how he reacted when he saw the bracelet. Did something happen to him which involved the bracelet? A lost love, maybe? Once I realised I was thinking too hard, I shook my head. No, I can't think about it too much. That's his personal business. I shouldn't meddle in other people's business, no matter how appealing it is to do so...

But still, I believed that I would somehow find the answer some day...

...somehow...

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**Kyungsoo's POV**

One word. Ice-cream. ...Or is that two words? Nevermind.

Anyway, I blame ice-cream!! Don't get me wrong. I love it, but why did it have to ruin my life? Ugh... The reason I hate ice-cream is because...

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Baekhyun had just bought each of us some ice-cream. Mine was chocolate, and his was mint, his favourite flavour.

"Thanks for the ice-cream, Baek," I smiled and thanked him.

"No problem," he replied and smiled back. "This is just an apology gift for my bestest friend in the whole wide world," he exclaimed and swung his other arm around me.

I blushed and licked my ice-cream. For some reason, he was almost always able to make me blush with even just the smallest words.

We talked a bit more about how good the ice-cream tasted, when suddenly, someone bumped into Baekhyun, making his ice-cream fall and splatter onto the floor.