8 months later.

"do you remember the first time i ever held you? how your eyes looked at me as if i did something wrong, something forbidden. the way your cheeks grew warm and pink. the way i held you so tight and i felt like my heart was about to explode. you smelled like mint and cologne and your hair was pressed against my face. i don't think i'll ever forget the time i finally got to hold you." mingyu says. he laid on his back facing the ceiling above him.

"why are you bringing this up?" wonwoo shifted from his position and faced mingyu. the way he looks at mingyu gives mingyu an unexplainable rush of excitement mingyu doesn't think he'll ever recover from. 

"i don't know. maybe it's because i still think about it. do you remember?" mingyu shrugs.

"of course." wonwoo smiles. "you walked me to my apartment after our first date. and then you grabbed my arm and... yeah, well, you hugged me."

mingyu gave a smug smile and wonwoo playfully hit him on the shoulder and he hit him back with his pillow. wonwoo hit him right back and vice versa. the two boys laughed at themselves how they both probably looked like overgrown children having a slumber party.

after their mini "pillow fight", they both sat back down on mingyu's bed, both a bit tired from all the hitting and the banter.

mingyu stared at wonwoo again. [which was probably his favorite thing to do] he looked tired but he was smiling slightly. he was wearing mingyu's favorite hoodie which apparently has been claimed by wonwoo. whenever mingyu looks at him, he sits there and think about how much he has grown to love every aspect of him. looking at wonwoo still felt unreal.

"w-why are you looking at me like that?" wonwoo gets flustered and tugs on to the sleeves of mingyu's hoodie.

"nothing. i'm just so lucky." he sighs.

"lucky? what do you mean?" wonwoo tilts his head and asks.

"well because i have you."

"god, you're cheesy." wonwoo laughs and covers his face with a pillow. he was blushing and mingyu could see it.

"i know."

"let's get back to bed, mingyu. it's getting late." wonwoo exclaims as he gracefully lays down the bed.

mingyu lays right beside him, pulls the blankets up to his chest and sighs.

before wonwoo gets the chance to shut off the lamp, mingyu says something. "i could have been trapped inside that elevator with anyone else but somehow it was you and i think that means something, you know? because now i can't imagine my life without you. it was just one incident but somehow it turned much better than that and i think thats a big deal. because now, all i think of is you. sometimes i quietly say to myself how lucky i am and how thankful i am that i ended up with you in that damn elevator. now, i can stare into your eyes for as long as i want without having to be afraid of you finding out. it's just- i don't know, im sorry im rambling wonwoo."

"it's okay. i don't mind" wonwoo says quietly

"im just grateful i get to wake up next to you and see you smile. i think thats what im thankful for the most, the fact that i get to witness you."

wonwoo heaves a breath. he sighs and says "i know i don't say much but im also grateful, okay? i really am. im thankful because though a lot of people fall in love, unfortunately, sometimes, not with each other. but for some reason, im fortunate enough to know that the person i fell in love with, fell in love with me too."

and with that, wonwoo shuts off the lamp and the two boys shut their eyes, arms tightly wrapped around each other, breathing in sync, legs tangled with one another in the perfect position. it almost seemed like they were made for each other.

neither of them realized, that they both simultaneously and quietly thanked all the gods above for that one day they both got stuck in an elevator.