Chan felt a weird feeling in his chest when he stepped in your apartment, following Hyunjin. It was your birthday, and Hyunjin had organized everything for you. You’d be home at 10pm so he had time to decorate your apartment before the guests showed up at around 9pm. When Chan had finally got his Master in New York and had gone back in town, he was surprised to get a text from Hyunjin asking him to come to your birthday party. Because Chan didn’t know how much you missed him, and he didn’t know Hyunjin had be thinking about reuniting the two of you for a while. As he walked further in the apartment; the place he knew so well because he had lived with you for two years, he felt like he was finally home. The place hadn’t changed since he had left a year ago. A part of his vinyls collection was still in the living room in a basket next to the couch, the paintings he had bought were still hung on the walls and his side of the closet was empty, as if waiting for him to put his clothes back inside. He noticed the plants near the big window leading to the balcony; those were his. And you had taken care of them. Chan’s heart swelled in his chest. He was home. It was almost 10pm. You’d be there soon to celebrate your 24th birthday with your friends—who were also Chan’s, since you had known each other for almost six years—and Chan was nervous. Now that he was back in town, he was going to see you again. His love. His dear love he had broken up with six months ago because the both of you couldn’t handle the distance anymore while he was in New York. He was lost in his thoughts for a second, and the front door unlocked, and… you walked in your apartment, welcomed by screams of all the guests who wished you a happy birthday.