The heart is a vicious monster, it let Hyunjin's rose feed on him like a parasite, a rose is an erect, climbing, or trailing shrub, the stems of which are usually copiously armed with prickles of various shapes and sizes, tearing his flesh and hollowing his chest. But all he could do was let it bite at his insides as he fell a pathetic victim to love. His painting stared back at him, Jisung wasn't joking when he said he'd leave their professor speechless that one afternoon. He had scribbled it on the board with a frown, it was a sculpture of Hyunjin back then, at the time of royalty and kingdoms, his face perfectly crafted in pure memory, his long hair and the ancestral crown that still sat on a velvet cushion in his ruin of a palace. Every detail every line finely moulded with clay. Why? Why did Jisung make his face when he could have done Minho's? Each rose that grew with his blood sat beside him. It was stunning even Hyunjin himself found it hauntingly gorgeous.

"Have you seen Seungmin anywhere? I need advice." Changbin sat at the lunch table with a huff.

"He's a nerd and is studying." Minho rolled his eyes as Chan giggled when Changbin pouted.

They were a merry crowd, silly imbeciles enjoying life but still had roots dragging them to hell. Jisung stared at his lover, his gentle push on his gold rimmed glasses and his astonishing smile. He loved Minho so much like how the moth loved the fire and how the sun loved the moon. The sad part is, they could never be together.

"Ji we know you love him like the little crazy chipmunk you are." Chan wiggles his eyebrows making Jisung's cheeks bunch up in a gummy giggle and blush.

"Minho we have practice." Hyunjin comes in all his glory looking fine like a storybook character.

"Are you sure you can manage? You haven't been feeling well lately." The concern leaves a crease on his boyfriends forehead.

"I'll be fine. The dance is due in a day and I can barely rest without having it done." Hyunjin urges with a hint of desperation.

"Sure then. Let's go." Minho nods standing up, "I'll be home before dark darling." He dips down to lift Jisung's jaw and place a kiss on those pouty lips.

Written by Bangchan Red Lights was supposed to be performed by Hyunjin and Chan but unfortunately the older had hurt his leg and his doctor told him to rest his body and limb. So now here Hyunjin was tied to Minho in red strings. The choreography lusciously lustful drenched in deep meaning. Hyunjin feels his heart swell when the  dark haired feline featured boy would touch him, don't get him wrong, he's sensitive, rose stems were once his veins and unfortunately still are.

"Minho....." Hyunjin whispers through heavy breathing, sweat sheeting his flawless features. Limp in those strong arms that could lift Binnie if necessary. Minho avoids those beady eyes, he's fallen once and he won't another time. Not when their past sting had strings attached to one another.

"Hyunjin no........" Minho bites as he starts dancing once again, "Hyunjin then holds his arm stopping him.

"You were my knight in shining armour why didn't you notice my feelings sooner?" It freezes a piece of Minho as he turns to look at Hyunjin, a part them knew that they knew each other's past but he's only spoken to Jisung about it. It was a secret lurking on her tip toes all their lives.

"If you weren't a fucking coward and confessed our lives wouldn't have come to a tragic end!" Minho snapped making Hyunjin flinch and withdraw.

"If I had, Jisung would have died! I hated him but I'm that cruel of a person to let someone die because I broke his engagement off! I didn't want to be selfish!" Hyunjin retorts in a much deeper voice than he usually portrays while conversing.

"Whatever it is I've spent a very long period of time by wasting Jisung's life, being in love with a dead prince! You need to stop manipulating my heart because this time I'll not give up on Jisung. He's my body and soul. You had your share of my life Hyunjin please stop it." Minho's eyes glisten with tears as his lips tremble, he's a strong man but Jisung made him cry, seeing his baby boy crumble every life left him sensitive.

"My feelings for you haven't changed since then." The taller guy stands with his confession as Minho storms out shaking his head only to bump into his boyfriend shaking like a tidal wave.

Jisung takes of breaking down in silent sobs, yet another aimless run like the one he does at Chan's. Minho follows suit, he's promised to never leave. When the older traps Jisung on a brick wall of their house, the boys shirt tears open the rootstock of his treacherous bush.

"Darling no don't cry." Minho cups Jisung's chubby cheeks making those quivering orb's. The boy is in shambles, his breathing uneven, he coughs thich bloody Petals as he tries to push Minho away. "Please please don't misunderstand. Losing you would destroy my existence!" His voice breaks as he kissing Jisung's trembling lips.

"Y-You never did Minho!" Jisung's voice comes out hoarse and crackling leaving Minho gasping and smiling like an idiot. "You never lo-" Strong arms circle around Jisung's waist pulling him close as he lifts him up only to kiss him breathless.

"I love you Han Jisung. I love you so so much. You've bewitched me body and soul and I love you." Minho repeats a silly smile as Jisung bites his lips and it stops. It stops growing, those vicious roots stop circling around his ribs.

"I-I love you too Minho. Please......Please don't leave me." Jisung pleads.

"You'll be forged into my heart and soul in ever lifetime darling." Promises Minho as he falls on the bed with his lover on top.