"Wonpil, please call me back. You and Dowoon haven't been speaking to me in two weeks. I need to talk to you guys." Again, Brian thought the voicemail was garbage. He wanted to say sorry to his friends, but he just didn't know how to do it.
"Brian, where are your friends, I haven't seen them?" his mother walked into the kitchen, where Brian was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Yeah, they don't have that much time."
"Oh, really? Why not?" Brian sighed deeply.
"Wonpil is practice with the band and Dowoon is probably playing whatever game." His mother shook her head as she sat down, facing her son.
"And that other boy? Jae?"
"That was one time. I needed to help him with some things."
"Really? It seemed like you guys had a fun time." Brian shrugged. His mother grinned slightly as she shoved a little paper towards him. "But now you aren't doing anything, can't you go to the store?"
"Yeah sure." Brian grabbed the note and shoved it in his pocket before walking out of the house.

"Hey, we will look in the back of the store, okay? They should be here somewhere." Jae nodded as Sungjin walked together with Wonpil away. They were in a shoe store, looking for the right type of shoes for Jae's graduation.
"Jae?" a familiar voice said behind him. Jae stood up, turning around and seeing Brian approaching him.
"Jae, I need to talk to you," he said. Jae shook his head, trying to walk away, but Brian caught up to him, grabbing his wrist tightly.
"Sungjin," Jae tried, but he was too far to hear Jae's quiet attempts on getting his attention.
"We need to talk."
"Let me go."
"Jae, come on, we really need to talk." Jae could feel the grip around his wrist tightening.
"You're hurting me, Brian."
"If I let you go, will you talk to me?" Jae nodded, and Brian immediately let go of his wrist. He trusted him.
"Where do you wanna talk?" Jae asked.
"Follow me, okay?" Jae nodded and followed him out of the store, onto the streets.

It was warm that day. The sun was brightly shining. Jae scrunched his nose as it started to become itchy from the amount of pollen in the air.
"Are we almost there yet?" he asked. Brian chuckled and nodded.
"Yes, we are. I hope you like ice cream since I got two coupons and I'm gonna spend them." A blush crept on Jae's cheeks. He didn't want to admit it, but deep inside his heart he still loved Brian.
"Sure, whatever." They walked into the ice cream shop and ordered. They sat down with their ice scream in silence, until Jae spoke up.
"Are you going to say something?"
"Yes, Jae, I'm really... And I mean really sorry."
"Why are you even sorry?"
"Because I did someone I give a lot about pain, which wasn't my intentions. I just felt used, you know?" Jae nodded softly.
"I know it was wrong to lie about it, I was just scared you were going to make fun of me or something." Brian looked up to look into Jae's eyes. There was pain hidden in them.
"I would never make fun of you," Brian whispered. He wanted to cry. Jae smiled softly, his underlip slowly vibrating as he reached with his hand to Brian's face. It felt like everything was played off in slow motion. Brian wanted to grab Jae now and kiss him, but that thought he shook quickly out of his mind. A soft thumb went of Brian's lips.
"You had some ice cream on them," Jae giggled. Brian rolled his eyes but smiled none the less.
"Thank you for today, Jae."
"Are we... Friends again?"
"Only if you want to." Brian grabbed Jae's now empty ice cream cup and threw them away.
"I do."
"Well, then I guess we're friends."