Seung-joon found it hard to believe what was happening. It was as if they had traveled back in time and were on the same road, heading towards the same destination. Seung-joon gazed at Min-jun, who was looking at him with affectionate eyes. Seung-joon slowly lifted his hand and touched Min-jun's soft cheek, recalling how desperately he had wanted to touch Min-jun's cheek the last time they were on the trip.
"Hyung, is this a dream?"
Min-jun took both of Seung-joon's hands and held them inside his hands.
"Joon-ah, are you happy?"
"A lot. Thank you, hyung. It means more than you can imagine."
Min-jun played silently with Seung-joon's fingers for a few minutes.
"Joon-ah, do you know how much I wanted to hold your hand back then… Back when I thought that I would never get to confess my feelings to you… Joon-ah, thank you for coming back for me. I never properly thanked you, right?"
