• Touch Me || Ravn x Hwanwoong •

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Youngjo arrived at the police station, deep in his thoughts. He bit his lip as he closed the car door and went inside, straight into his office. He barely recorded what was going around him. His coworker, Kang Hyungu, was already there as always with light energy. Hyungu was an early bird no matter to what it came. And now, he was welcoming the arrived one with a sweet smile. ,,Hello, Youngjo."

,,Hello." The other replied shortly which made the blonde raise an eyebrow. But he didn't ask any further questions. Because it was Youngjo. And Youngjo always had some deeper reasons to act terse.

Hyungu had been friends with Youngjo for nine years. He came into the latter's life at the most tough part of it which is why they're very close. He helped Youngjo to survive, literally. The latter says Hyungu gave him a reason for each new breath and for waking up in the mornings. Otherwise he'd never waken up again.

Kang Hyungu is rather quiet and calm and since Youngjo is also deliberate, their personalities compliment each other well and they always have good time when they're together. He was also the first person Youngjo told about the breakup. Well, he's actually the only remaining friend the father still has, the only one who has stayed besides him with good advice and supportive hugs all the time. Hyungu was one of the most easy-going yet sincere people Youngjo knew. He didn't know what he had done to have him and will forever remember everything the male has done for him. He knows that if there would've not been a Kang Hyungu, he wouldn't be where he was today.

Hyungu would describe Kim Youngjo, nicknamed as Ravn by his past friends, as a very passionate, caring and hard-working person. Passionate is the key word here because Youngjo is fervid in whatever he does. Making music, raising Hwanjo, loving his close ones. Everything. And he loves with every cell of his body. Youngjo's love includes everything you'd ever seek for. Which is also why Hyungu is a bit worried about him. He knew how much she meant to him and seeing Youngjo miserable and blaming himself because of that, saying the person he is, is the reason, broke his heart. He would've done anything to make him smile again. But a day ago, Youngjo came to work with a wide smile on his face, making his friend tilt head in question. He never got the answer to his sudden happiness but Hyungu was more than joyful to welcome it.

Youngjo may come off as confident but he - like everyone else in this world - also has weaknesses. One of them was doubting himself, not accepting himself. Because of the past. Past was Youngjo's weakest link. Every other screw was at its place but the plate of past was cranky. Like it was about to fall off any second. Hyungu knew that whenever Youngjo became close with someone new - which happened more rarely than a solar eclipse - it took him four years minimum to open up. He only knew about the black-haired male's past because he had been apart of it.

Nine years of knowing each other and sharing secrets and tales and spending endless amount of time together. And yet Hyungu still didn't know Youngjo. He just didn't. In his opinion it was impossible to fully understand his being. Youngjo was mysterious and never revealed everything. He always kept something as a secret. He always had a barrier around him that blocked all attempts to look inside him. In the beginning, Hyungu found it annoying but the more time went on, the more he started to realize it's just the person Youngjo is and he, as a good friend, has to simply accept it. It was actually something that made Youngjo even more likeable; the fact that you never knew what he was actually thinking or feeling because his eyes just stayed dark, deep and beautiful, never changing. It made you want to be with him even more. Spending time with him was always great and you never got bored. That was also one of the things Hyungu loved about him.

Youngjo sat down behind is table and turned on the computer. While the technology warmed itself up, he sat back and crossed hands on chest, chewing on his bottom lip uneasily. Hyungu watched his behavior from the corner of his eye and smirked. He counted down from three and as soon as he hit one, Youngjo spoke.