Hanbin has always loved you, and as your— Zhanghao—‘s best friend, he has to, but he doesn’t love you in a platonic way, no. He loves you, deeply. He never knew he specifically liked boys, and he didn’t know that his best friend would be the one to truly show him what wanting someone you can never have is like. Of course, he tried other things, like dating other people that he knew liked him, but he never liked them back. But ultimately, nothing could quite capture the sting of knowing you would never love or even like him back in the way he does.

But he just can’t help loving you, when you jump over to him in excitement written all over your face and that sweet sweet smile of yours he’s always adored. Well, he adores every part of you, but your smile has seemed to melt him like ice cream on a hot summer’s day. He misses when you two would have sleepovers, and he would gaze at your peaceful face while you were asleep, while you were safe and he could protect you. He feels like a failure, maybe because he was always a coward when it came towards you.

So when you wanted to have a sleepover, he gleamed with pure and utter excitement; he missed you. Even if he saw you every day, he missed you. You sat on the floor next to Hanbin, you were on your phone scrolling, practically in your own world. And he was just in his own world, counting every mole that was visible on your face. God, you really were his saviour.