he placed his head upon xiumin's shoulder, feeling the calm breeze of the night brush their cheeks. "what if time passes? would you still love me the same way that you do today?"
"we'll never know," xiumin then smiled, though luhan wouldn't be able to see. "I might just love you even more."
luhan loved times like these. luhan loved the way xiumin assures him of tomorrow.
it's just that, tomorrow didn't come for him anymore after that night.
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