You and Bangchan have been friends since middle school and has gone there every journey together. He’s your ride or die.

You both walk around the shopping center, looking at potential gifts for a friend. As your walking around the clothing store, you see a cute men’s black and blue plaud shirt. You pick it off the rack and hold it up again Chan.

“I think you’ll look good in blue.” You begin “On top of that, its my favorite color.” You look at him, his face affectionate. He nods and puts the shirt back onto the rack, taking your wrist and dragging you away with a chuckle. You kept getting distracted while looking for the gift.

The next day, at you friends birthday party, You are already there, wear a blue blouse with bootcut jeans and a black stilettos with blue bottoms. You turn as the front door opens and closes, Chan walking in wearing the shirt that was at the store yesterday with a black shirt underneath, black jeans, a black beanie, and black shoes. You both were matching.

He appears next to you, your girl bestfriend is giggling. You send her a warning glare before turning back to Chan.

“Your remembered.” You say in a very low voice. You kiss his cheek.

“Of course I did because I knew you’d do that.” He replies.

“Do what?” You say in a confused but curious tone.

“You’d kiss me.” He says. You look at him in slight surprise, you were a bit shocked by the small gesture. Him remembering all your favorite things, something as simple as wearing your favorite color just to please you.

You smile at him before averting your gaze to the birthday girl, staring absent mindlessly. He listened to you. He cared. It was clear he thought about you ALL the time even if you weren’t around. You mattered to him a lot.

He whispers in your ear “If I knew all I had to do was wear blue, if I knew it was that easy, I’d wear blue everyday.”.