You and Chris have been friends for almost three years now. Things have been starting to get weird since Chris met someone and got into a relationship, shortly after. He didn't respond to messages, forgot your 'dates', and started being distant. You understood. You did until you got to the point when you noticed that this friendship turned out to be just one-sided. So you took a step back, giving him the space he needed, and that was it.

For the whole three months. Just Silence. No texts. No calls.

Until one day you found yourself sitting at home, watching your favorite show when the buzzing of your phone dragged you back to reality.

Chris : Hey, can we talk? I know I fucked up, please, pick up the phone. You: Uh, look who decided to talk to me again. Can't talk, have company. Chris: Open the door. You: What?

Someone knocks on your door right after you opened his message. You roll your eyes, get up and walk with heavy steps to the door. You take a few deep breaths before your hand grabs the handle and you open the door. Your heart skips a beat and your eyes fill with tears even before you can even hold them back they run down your cheeks and before you can fight it he pulls you into his warm embrace.

》I'm sorry. I was an ass.《 He murmurs against your hair. 》I agree. What's in the bags?《 You ask innocently and he chuckles in response.

》Your favorite food and some gifts.《 》I don't consider your merch as a gift.《 》It's not merch, well not all of it. How do you even know?《 》We've been friends for while. I know a lot.《 》You do.《 》Chris?《 》Hmm?《 》I lied. I don't have company.《 》I can tell, otherwise you wouldn't stick on me like jam on toast.《 》You're not as funny as you think you are Mr. Bahng!《