"What is the thing Baekhyun was mumbling all about?" Suho broke the silence while we're both looking calmly at the road wherein passengers will be taken off by their relatives. We arrived an hour earlier before Suho's scheduled departure so we both settled on sitting on the waiting shed before his flight will be called. "Mind telling hyung?"

I opted to stay silent for a moment. I don't want to rush whatever I'm gonna tell Suho. I don't want to lose control of myself. This will be our last meeting for the meantime and I don't want to ruin it by crying like a kid who got his candy cane stolen by his playmate. Maybe Suho felt wary that I needed some time to talk, he always understands me. That's the thing I'm most thankful of having him. I don't need to verbose how much I needed time before speaking, he's always been such a good listener for me while I suck being such an ungrateful friend to him.

"Hyung. . ." It shocked me that Suho didn't teased me by calling him with formalities. Ever since we entered kindergarten, I stopped calling him hyung because I became too comfortable towards him that I forgot that I still have to pay him a respect. Suho didn't spare me glance, although from my peripheral vision, I can clearly see his eyes started to water. He must've felt good that after years of beefing him, I called him again as a hyung. "I. . ." I stuttered.

Why was it ward for me to tell simple words like I'm thankful of having you as my friend, I'm so sorry for treating you like a shit, I'll miss you and yes, I love you too as a brother, I always feel something on my throat was blocked whenever the time I feel that the right moment was now. Gosh. I'm so frustrated of myself.

"You know what?" Suho spoke and that made him earn my attention, his gazes were still locked on the passing vehicles outside the departure area. "It feels so nice to hear that word from you again, my dongsaeng."

I internally nodded with that. Somehow, after showing him my respect that has been done long time ago, I felt something on my inside being uplifted. Gosh. It's really late to regret the things that I should've done in the first place.

Suho turned his head and faced me. His lips are now trembling because just like me, he was fighting the urge to cry and bawl himself in a public place like this. "I hope when I come back, you'll be the first person hyung will see the moment I arrive here in Korea. Will that be fine with you? Won't it be too muchㅡ"

I didn't gave him the chance to finish his sentence when I pulled him for a hug. Differently, ever since we entered kindergarten, I stopped being showy to him. Maybe it started when I felt awkward with him when our classmates thought that we're boyfriends. "I'm gonna miss you. Make sure you'll always update me about what's happening to you in New York. I know I have Taeyeon and Baekhyun with me but you'll never be like them. Only Suho hyung will have this effect on me."

"Maybe it's already late to say these words but I still wanna try my luck today," I heaved out a deep sigh and my tears started racing on coming out from my eyes when he rubbed my back. "I'm very thankful of having you beside me despite all the pushing I did. Despite the way how I treated you like we're in the same age. I may have failed to show you how I treasure and value you as my friend but in our afterlives, no one can ever dethrone you as my best friend. New people may come to my life while you're in New York, but always remember, only Suho hyung will be Chanyeol's favorite friend."

It made me cry harder when the memories we shared during our fourth year of being friends suddenly came into my mind. Suho was really like an older brother to me. I remembered one time, I was crying unstoppably because I wanted to eat an ice cream but I don't have a money with me, Suho walked fast to my way and asked me why am I crying and when I said the reason behind, he dropped on his knees and wiped my tear-stained face before telling me to wait because he'll borrow money from his classmate, then he came back with a forced smile on his face. We were already on our second grade when one of his classmates told me that Suho once borrowed money from his bully classmate and as a return, he gave that person his favorite toy because quoting what Suho said that time: "My friend is sad. I'd rather be sad by losing my Iron Man robot than seeing Chanyeol crying because he can't buy the food he likes," funny because up until now, Suho will always think of my own situation first before himself. He's a selfless person. The bestest best friend everyone would like to have.

"Aigoo. . ." Suho patted my head and just chuckled when I tightly hugged him because he tried breaking our skin contact. "Hyung has to go now. If we'll stay like this for a longer period, I might not continue going to New York."

And that made me pull myself away from Suho, earning a grunt from him. "Shut up, will you?"

"My dongsaeng is back to his grumpy state again. Aigoo," he brushed my hair and with one last hug, he took his bag from me. He smiled, the most comforting smile I have ever seen aside from mom's. "Hyung will be back for you. Make sure to make me proud when that time comes, okay? You know I'm always a call away, right?"

"Yeah. . ." Gently biting my lower lip, a traitor tear fell from my right eye. "I hope you'll not use  what happened today against me in the future."

Suho chuckled and he placed his hands on the both side of his denim pants' pockets. "I won't, don't worry," I thought he'll make a pun this time when he grinned on me, but boy, I was wrong, it was instantly replaced by a sad expression on his eyes. "Can I ask you a favor, Chanyeol?"

"What is it?"

"Call me again that way. For one last time."

Nodding, I smiled at him. The smile that will give assurance to him that I'll be fine while he was away. "Suho hyung."

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"Where are we going, Baek? Seriously? I just want to lock myself inside my room," I grunted when he pulled me out of my car, the moment Suho was nowhere out my sight a while ago, I tried walking fast because I can feel that any moment, tears will escape from my eyes. True to be told, the moment I entered my vehicle was the same time when those traitor tears fell from my orbs. I'm glad Baekhyun stayed mute beside me and it feels so nice having someone rubbing gently my nape and making me feel nice with his existence but I was quick to take that back away when he asked me to drive him somewhere else.

"Pretty please?" He showed me his ever annoying aegyo. I had to turn my face away from him because boy, he was the cutest person who tried to be cute on me. "Please? Please?"

"Fine," I sighed. I might as well enjoy this rather than sulking in the four corners of my room.

"Table for two please!" Baekhyun greeted the receptionist and for one moment, I just found ourselves sitting on the chairs next to the glass window wherein we will see the night life in Seoul. "It was beautiful here, right?"

I nodded while still looking in awe on how the street lights in Seoul looked refreshing at this kind of time. "What's this place called? It was my first time here. If I have known, I should've brought Suho with me here," there are few things Suho and I have in common and one of it was the fact that we both love watching lights from afar.

"This is Cloud 9," for a moment, I saw sadness cross Baekhyun's pair of black orbs. I thought I was just hallucinating but when he looked straightly in my eyes, I confirmed it. His eyes were red. I felt shiver down my spine when I instantly shared the sadness on his eyes. "It's my favorite place here in Seoul. I used to be here with my best friend but we fought over some petty things and it was my fault. Today is the day when we will celebrate our friendship anniversary. It's been five years since I met him and one year since we last talked. I just thought that it will be fine to bring you here because we both feel sad because of our friends."

Nodding in accordance, I reached for his hand and intertwined it with mine. I'm glad it made him loosen up a bit. "Care to share your story?"

"Just like what I said, we fought over little things. But the same date last year was the worst fight we ever shared. I told him my wants to run for the presidency this year but he got mad at me, little I didn't know, Chen was aiming for the presidency also. I thought we made it clear to our friendship that I'll be the one running for the highest position and he'll be my Vice-President but he was against it. Maybe because he doesn't want to be my runner up anymore. Even in our current student council, he is my Secretary. I don't know if he's running for it but there's only one thing for sure right now. . ."

"And that is?"

"The moment I hear that he will be competing against me, I'll back out."

"But, Baekhyun!" I took my hand away from his. Gosh. He's frustrating me. "You waited and worked hard for this! Why are you letting your chance of winning slide on your fingers?!"

"Because I value my friendship with Chen more than my wants to become a president of the student council, Chanyeol. Chen was like the Suho in your life to me. And without him? I feel dull. Chen was twice annoying as Suho and we really get along. I hope one day, you'll meet him but before that, I hope one day, we'll be back as super best friends again."

I excused myself first when Baekhyun placed our orders, awhile ago, I overheard it from the couple next to our table that there's a thing like Love Locks in Namsan here in Cloud 9. So when I bumped with a waitress, I asked her where was the Love Lock thingy located and she guided me towards the place. Maybe this was just a new attraction here in Seoul by judging on how few the locks were here, unlike in Namsan because it's been every tourists number one place-to-go on their itineraries whenever they visit Korea.

"How much's the padlock?" I asked the vendor who's busily rearranging the padlocks by its color. Can I buy more than one and take it with me?

"Oh, hi there. It's 40,000 won," taking out my wallet with me, the old woman stopped me from handing her the bills I took from my wallet. "You have to have someone you will share your wish with his padlock. You can't lock it by yourself, bad luck will follow."

Sheepishly smiling at her, I neared myself to her and whisper. "I'll bring my friend here once I come back in our table."

"Friend, huh?" The old lady smirked on me and gave me two pieces of black markers. "Friends," she repeated.

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"What took you so long?" Baekhyun ask in irritation. I didn't answered him but instead, I showed him the light blue padlock with my message written on it.

Welcome to my world, Baekhyun.

a/n: hi guys! i'm so sorry for not updating for one month. i'm just busy and there's too much going on my plate that time. i had to deal with some family matters but it's okay now. aside from that, i took a break from the fangirling world, sorry for not telling it beforehand. i was on hiatus. but this time, i made up my mind that i'm no longer gonna be an active spazzer but you don't have to worry! i'll continue writing here in wattpad because it's been my stress reliever.

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