parched tulips; soonhoon

and

09:31
soonyoung lay awake that night, thinking about the smaller boy. he never really got to know him.

today, soonyoung admired jihoon instead of the flowers.

jihoon was his flower.

"good morning, jihoon"

jihoon's head shot up and he smiled

"hi, soonyoung"

it was the first time he ever gave a warm smile to soonyoung.

suddenly the tulips became so much more colourful to them.