❝ FIND THE SUN THAT WE MISS, THAT
WILL BURN AWAY OUR PAIN. THE SUN THAT
HAUNTS US, OH RETURN, SUN, SUN.❞
"chanhee, if you were to compare our love to the sun, would it be the same?" changmin asked, this time cupping chanhees cold cheeks and making him face him, even with the dark night sky looming above them, hiding the sun 'till it be morning once again.
chanhee would occasionally wonder if the both of them would make it through the freezing weather, if eventually, chanhees thoughts would become too much and overpower everything else, if changmin would become sick of it and leave him to deal with his own wilting heart.
"no, because unlike the sun, our love is always here, not to abandon us. although it burns just as bright as that star in the sky, nothing could be the same as our love, no matter how hard they try."
