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it struck hyojin, the sudden realization that all of his fondest memories were with seungjoon.
he remembered when they were kids, the old piano in their youth group music room; well worn with age, keys cracked and foot pedals squeaky.
the two of them would sneak away from their bible studies and into the basement of the church. there, tucked away from everyone else in the quiet of the hallowed halls, they would sit together on the uncomfortable wooden bench, playing and laughing for hours. late afternoon sun traversing the sky and growing weary, settling down onto the horizon. night falling like a blanket, tucking it in to sleep.
whenever he was with seungjoon and they spotted a piano, they would sit together and play. always. hyojin didn't remember how it started, only that they had been doing it for as long as he had known seungjoon.
and he had known seungjoon for a long time.
it became a ritual. they would sit together at the piano, seungjoon couldn't really play, never fully learned how, but that didn't stop him from trying. hyojin was no mozart, but he could at least play a few songs from memory.
sometimes, seungjoon would pull sheet music up on his phone and ask hyojin to play it for him, and sometimes he was content to just sing along with whatever hyojin chose. sometimes he was quiet, listening intently as hyojin sang; but sometimes, hyojin would catch seungjoon staring at him out of the corner of his eye.
he held the same expression now that he did ten years ago.
"you're so cool when you play hyodinnie," seungjoon said with a dreamy smile and awe in his eyes.
hyojin coughed into his fist to hide his embarrassment and scratched his neck, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"really?" he was fishing for compliments but he knew seungjoon would take the bait.
he always did.
seungjoon laughed, light and melodical, "the coolest." his grin spread across his face, reaching his eyes. they scrunched up at the corners the way that hyojin loved.
hyojin couldn't really find the words to reply, so he just knocked their shoulders together, smiling shyly and looking down at his hands resting on his lap.
seungjoon's hand was placed on the bench between them, there was just enough space for hyojin to slip his down next to it, so he did.
even if he couldn't see it, he could feel seungjoon's smile growing beside him. hyojin brushed their pinkies together and seungjoon linked them.
little gestures, little shows of affection seemed to have the biggest impact on hyojin. it wasn't too long ago that he would have been afraid to even attempt something like this public. afraid to touch seungjoon and have someone else see them, to have someone else judge them.
he wasn't afraid anymore.
seungjoon shifted closer and rested his head on hyojin's shoulder, hyojin's heart was so full he felt it might burst.
all of hyojin's fondest memories were with seungjoon–
and everyday that they spent together, they made so many more.