Kim Seungmin, your best friend of.. a whole dang lot of years. Since you were kids, really. Though you both may have been through lots of ups and downs, your friendship always persevered. For the most part. As for if it developed into other feelings.. neither of you really knew. Or discussed it at all.

One day, you were hanging out at his house, doing your routine— talk, play games, watch movies. Just how you both liked it. If everything else in the world was constantly changing, you both knew for certain: This wouldn’t. Right?

In the midst of an intense game round, Seungmin groans as he leaves the room for a moment to have his “tea time” and “focus better.”

So as you wait, you glance around his room. You were quite familiar with it after being in here many times, all clean, organized, oh so very Seungmin.

But you did notice something that you didn’t see. At his closet, a tiny fluffy beige colored ear stuck out from the tiny peep in between the door. Curious yet not wanting to invade privacy, you go over and try to open the door slightly as possible, until you could pull whatever it was out.

And what was it?

The IKEA golden retriever plushie you had bought for his 6th birthday a long time ago. You remember it being something that your younger self thought, “this is like my friend. Let’s give it.”

You thought it was long gone, recalling one time when you and Seungmin had a childish disagreement, leading to the boy telling you he threw it away. And you believed him, quite offended, especially since you thought that it fit him. But no, it was right there, seeming perfectly worn out and clearly loved with everything it could be given. You examine it carefully, a lot of nostalgia rushing back to you.

But you could only wonder, why did it seem like it was used so recently in its position? You knew he didn’t have much in his room anyways..

Seungmin finally comes back, taking a sip from his water. “Alright, let me finish—“ he stops immediately as soon as he sees you holding the dog plush close to your chest.