Seokjin fell on the ground, with his chest soaked with blood. After he struggled with the suffocating pain, leaving the unprecedented quietness in the room.

He stared at the unadorned ring on the third finger of his left hand. He had worn the ring for more than a decade and rubbed it for ten million times, which had been turned into a rope that firmly tied his heart.

But he did not know that his precious ring was just a cheap and rough thing in others’ eyes. The cruel fact told him that his persistence in love was as funny as a joke.

He took off the ring slowly. As he had worn it for too long, it was difficult and painful to do with it. But in the end, what the ring could leave was only a white and shallow trace.

He threw the ring far away with his eyes closed, hearing nothing but a few light sounds as the ring fell down and bounced under the sofa.

Seokjin lay on the ground for a long time before getting up. Then he washed his face, cleaned his clothes, and cooked for cats. He felt that he might be really numb like a puppet, mending his broken heart again and again with needle and thread. Between the happy years and the sad years, he spent time like this.

When Jungkook went home, Seokjin was reading in the living room, pretending that he didn’t know Jungkook’s return. Well, he just smiled with a light satisfaction, slowly turning over the pages.

“Jinnie.” Jungkook was attracted by that smile, and he called Seokjin with deep feelings which seemed to have been accumulated and concealed for more than a decade.

“I'm back.” He finally came back like a kid tired of playing outside, being afraid to be beaten.

Seokjin put down the poems written by Nam Tae-Joo and looked up at the man who still stood in the entryway. Jungkook was holding a large bundle of gypsophila paniculata, a pair of affectionate eyes staring at him.

He smiled, “Is it for me?” He stood up to pick up the flowers and was kissed on the cheek by Jungkook. “Of course. Jasmine flower shop wasn't open yet, so I waited to get them for you.”

Seokjin did not answer. He took over the flowers, but he could not find a vase to contain them. Later on, he remembered that the vase had been broken before.

The older thought Seokjin so cute and funny when he stood there foolishly while holding the flowers in his hand. Then, he begun to feel slightly moved and painful seeing he at a loss.

“Just put it aside. I'll make it into dry flowers for you, which is easy to keep.” Jungkook looked at him with a smile and said, “You haven’t eaten, right? I bought some groceries back. I'll make dinner for you.”

It was only 6 pm. Seokjin didn't eat so early when he was alone. Even most of the time, he didn’t eat anything. And the medicine was enough to make him feel full.

He stood behind the door of the kitchen and looked at the tall man cooking like a boy. He said from time to time: “Less salt...no vinegar...don't add coriander to the fish, you brat!”

As a result, there was too much salt, vinegar, and even the coriander.

“It was your fault to disturb my heart.” Jungkook smiled and pinched the cheek of Seokjin, and then he was astonished by Seokjin haggard face.

Seokjin turned around and waited in the living room. He didn't hope there was nothing esculent tonight.

Three dishes and one soup were served on the table. The first one made under the “guidance” of Seokjin and was tasted by neither of them. When they was in dinner, Jungkook found that the ring on Seokjin’s finger disappeared.

“Where's your ring?”

“My ring huh.... Where's my ring? Where is it?” Seokjin imitated the tone of Jungkook and chuckle.

Jungkook's face changed, but he calmed down soon. Looking at the shallow mark on his spouse’s finger, he said with a low sound, “Jinnie, seriously, stop fooling around and put it on. After the new years, I'll bring you to pick a new one.”

Seokjin put down the chopsticks and said slowly, “Put it on? How do I put on something that has been missing.”

Jungkook felt a sting in his heart, and began to feel that everything Seokjin did tonight made him anxious. But he did not dare to ask anything. He was afraid that even more a word would let Seokjin outbreak emotionally. Jungkook never felt so strongly that Seokjin had a lot of unannounced grievances in his heart.

Seokjin refused to eat anything, and Jungkook had no appetite, either.

Sitting there, the older was out of his mind. Seeing Seokjin clean up the bowl, feed the cat and concentrate on reading at the sofa, he finally realized that he had missed the chance for a long time.

They sat awkwardly in the drawing room for a long time until Seokjin went into the bathroom of the guest room. Jungkook begun to take it in that Seokjin might be in a bad mood because of him but he did not dare to ask the latter to go back to their bedroom. So he had to hold the pillow and went into the guest room too.

After Seokjin came out of the bathroom, he found the man had lied on his bed. He wrinkled his eyebrows, he did not appreciate a man who was so shameless.

In Jungkook's view, Seokjin looked so beautiful when he came out of the bathroom with water droplets hanging on his hair and rosy cheeks steamed by hot air. His face was small and white, so he was less intimidating even though he was frowning.

Jungkook stand out of bed to take a shower, not giving Seokjin a chance to drive him out.

Seokjin lied down and turned off the light.

He didn't fall asleep. When Jungkook went to bed and lied next to him, he was still awake. He felt that the man hugged him from behind, kissed his neck again and again, and groaned in a low, hoarse voice: “Jinnie…”

Seokjin did not know whether Jimin told the truth or not. But when he thought that Jungkook just hugged other man last night while now climbed into his bed, he felt disgust.

He struggled to get free, “I'm tired.”

Jungkook groped into Seokjin's pajamas, from his waist to the bottom, “Just once. I promise I'll be gentle.” he smiled and bit Seokjin neck.

Indeed, when Jungkook became gentle, no one could refuse him. He kissed Seokjin lower lips patiently and carefully, gave oral sex to Seokjin. He said soft with low voice, trying to seduce him, "I will never hurt you in the future."

Seokjin gasped gently and whispered, “There is no longer any 'future'.”

Seokjin turned his head to another side and closed his eyes, thinking that he would never need this man any more.

When Jungkook penetrated in, He sobbed with a trill. The older immediately stopped and wanted to turn on the light, but was held back by Seokjin.

Jungkook kissed the cheeks of Seokjin, finding that his sideburns even wet, “Did it hurt very much?”

Seokjin shook his head, “No... It's okay...”

Jungkook kept their fingers entwined. He tried slowly and finally combined together with Seokjin. But there was still an empty and inauspicious feeling in his mind.

Jungkook kissed Seokjin’s face bit by bit when he was moving. “Don't leave me,” he said.

Seokjin did not answer him.