"I can't..." The younger boy pulled away abruptly, panting and dazed from the kiss. He lowered his gaze to where his hands rested on Seungcheol's bare chest, tracing the scars that littered his skin. They were a reminder that both the boys came from darker places, and ironically, found light in each other's sadness. "Jeonghan, after everything you've done for me, you diserve a break from the hell of your memories. Let me help you forget, even if it's only for a moment." Mature Themes/ Language Sexual Situations (18+) Jeongcheol