The sunlight danced on the window sills of the most gorgeous boy ever. His body a constellation of tiny moles like the night galaxies, the silk dress dress shirt slipped on the flawless frame as tiny boxers went up the bouncy butt. The lucious golden brown locks mingled with the rays of the sun. The resonating smile appeared on the looking glass, plump red lips gligging. He swirled around as he styled his hair with effort. His body wasnt good as new, it was broken then mended but he knew he was fine.

"HAECHAN!!!" Jaehyun, Screamed as the godly boy bounced his way down the house.

"Calm down Hyung. It's only morning." Haechan tucked a thick lock of hair behind his doll like ear.

"Taeyong said his brother would be landing at six." The older brother started making coffee.

"Ah ha." Haechans big eyes lightened up, the bright green orbs shimmering under the sun.

"Wear pants or we arent going." Jaehyun frowned.

"I guess we arent." The younger stuck his tongue out.

"Idiot. Hurry up." Jaehyun handed the mug as he left to shower.

Haechan graced his way to the balcony, staring at the things he remembered not, they say he forgot everything and everyone. But deep down somewhere he had this one memory of being pregnant. Perhaps he was just being weird but he saw images of himself bouncing before a man who he obviously didnt remember either. Who was he? Haechan stared at the gold ring on his ring finger with a big diamond on it. The rays of light glistening as colours of the rainbows sparkled.

"Was I married?" Haechan bit his lips. He remembered nothing, no one. Not even his brother, their parents had died they had said.

The only thing he knew was that this wedding ring was never able to remove. And a part of him wanted it to stay forever. Even though he didnt remember who gave it to him. Boxes of his past had been sealed, forcing to open them only made his head throb. It had been five long years since that fateful day he met with an accident. What happened? Why did he have to forget important parts of his life? Was it was the best or worst?

"Channie lets go." Jaehyun patted the youngers shoulder and they left to drive to Jaehyuns fiancé's house. This road might have lead to Taeyongs house, but at the back of Haechans foggy mind he often heard himself speak to a man and he responding. The same road, would it bring back his memories. Haechan was afraid to forget the people he once knew. What if one of them were the person who gave him his wedding ring. His husband?

"You okay baby brother?" Jaehyun mumbled.

"Was I ever okay after that day?" Haechan whispered back his head slanted as he stared at the streets pass by. A tear slipping down his big green eyes. He wondered secretly who he was before all these. What kind of a boy he might have been. Was he in love? Were his parents alive then? Did his husband love him? So many questions with no one to answer and it hurt the younger more everyday.

"Finally!! WHAT CRAP ARE YOU WEARING YOU IDIOT!!" Taeyong, a anime doll like guy with blood red hair lost his shit but Haechan still walked in, he had been the person who made the younger smile. Taeyong showed what it was to be alive. He helped Haechan blend into the world he didnt remember he belonged. The only solid memory that he had was his wedding ring.

"H-Haechan?" The golden brown haired boy felt like a voice inside his head had spoken his name. He look to the direction to see a tall, well built man with blood red hair as well. He looked like those princes of the royal family. It was if Haechan knew him somewhere deep down, his heart started racing as if butterflies swarm through his tummy making chaos rule there.

"H-Hi?" Haechan nervously whispered not knowing why he his face was heating up so much. Why was he getting so attracted to the man before him? Who was he? Why was he giving him the feelings he had never felt flet for last five years.

"Dont you remember me?" The same voice whispered, a nostalgic memory knocked at the younger boys closed doors. Haechans head throbbed, yet the doors refused to let the voice out. His whole body shook like waves of the ocean. And he knew this man was related to him from his past.

"I-Im sorry but w-who are you?" He whispered looking at the older boys small dark eyes. A familiar feeling of warmth filled Haechans heart as the younger collasped onto the couch. Taeyong freaked out but hyung stopped his lover shaking his head in disapproval. Haechan looked back at the gorgeous man, his own jade green eyes reflecting back at him, the olders eyes were so clear. The olders hand reached for the rosy chubby cheek then the doll like neck, Haechan strangely felt like he was home, like he had finally found the answer to his emptiness. The older fell on his kness as he leant higher, pushing incredibly soft lips onto those quivering plump red ones. It was as if Haechans heart knew who it was, yet his mind refused to vision the most important memory it had hidden. The younger kissed back, his lips knew their partner so well it moved in sync. Haechan never had the urge to kiss anyone the past five years. His lips were so soft, and it moved like it knew him too well and when he pulled away Haechan wanted more. He smiled, the younger was caught in a dazed as the older embraced the gorgeous boy in a tight hug.

"I'm Mark Lee, Your husband Haechan." He whispered into the beautiful boys neck and the younger didnt know why he broke down crying into Marks chest.