"we're eighteen at the moment, you're in your last year of high school." hyunjin states, he throws his towel on a nearby chair and walks over to his bed. sitting down, he pats the seat right next to him. "we knew each other since we were six."

seungmin slowly walks over and positions himself next to the boy, he begins to listen to the untold story. "we were, best friends—" he gulps down the dry lump in his throat, "when we were eleven, we walked home from our middle school."

"o—oh.." the brunette starts to puzzle the pieces together, but allows the boy to go on.

"we needed to cross the street. so, when the signal started flashing, we began to walk. just the two of us, but this car...wouldn't stop." hyunjin looks at seungmin, gently placing his hand on the past injury the younger received from the accident. "you, pushed me. I still don't understand why you did, but I never received an answer because—" he stops and smiles, eyes watering. "you lost your memory. I still remember the sight, it was horrible."

"I—" seungmin begins, taking a hold of hyunjin's hand. he doesn't know what to say, his lips parted from shock. "I'm sorry.."

"why are you saying sorry?" hyunjin questions, he slips his fingers in between the spaces of seungmin's hand, interlocking them together. "you lost your memory because of me.."

"but, if you think of it this way — if I didn't push you it would have been two badly injured kids than just one."

"that's not the point seungmin." hyunjin shakes his head, "I was heartbroken to see you in the hospital, visiting you alone and you didn't even remember my name or my face."

"my mother never told me about you."

"she should've told you that your my hero." hyunjin states, leaning in close, "I've missed you so much. I tried so hard to find you again, because suddenly, it was like you disappeared."

"so..you treated me like some fan yet you knew everything - well not everything about me?"

"it took me a while to track you down, felix's instagram isn't private. so when I saw him following a hyunjin fan account I needed to check it out of course. I was surprised to see that the person behind it was, 'kim seungmin'."
he teases shortly, "I wanted to see you again min min. I want you by my side."

"hyunjin.." he softly calls, "for some reason, this doesn't feel real."

"right.." hyunjin uses his free hand to play with seungmin's hair, "I'm just happy that you know the truth.."

"I'm still trying to process it..."

"It's shocking, I bet it is. you know, the boy you saved seven years ago is a model and was your best friend." he chuckles, moving away from him shortly to fall back on his bed. "that would be a crazy heading."

seungmin begins to crawl next to him, laying on his stomach as he rests his head on a pillow. "do your fans know?"

"one fan."

"who?"

"you." as he lets out a laugh, "you're adorable." hyunjin turns to the side so he can face seungmin, he squishes one of his cheeks. "I missed doing that."

"can you tell me all about us?"

"sure." as he responds, "but, if you allow me to kiss you, I'll do something else for you as well."

seungmin's eyes widen shortly, blood slowly rushing to his cheeks and interest fills him. "like..what?"

"have you ever kissed someone with a lip ring?"