Khun's Pov

   We continued down the road. And there was only one thing stuck in my head. Who is Rachel..? What did she do? Why is Bam so nervous or petrified when her name is brought up? I don't like not knowing, it's slowly eating me.. Why does Jinsung know who she is? Why won't he tell me?

   Ok, maybe multiply thoughts were in my head. I couldn't help but be worried..  But of course I couldn't pry. I would let him take his time, it's obviously a sensitive subject. I can be a jerk, but not to Bam.

   We soon pulled into Bam's apartment, slipping into one of the last parking spaces. We both departed from the car, heading towards his apartment. We headed up the elevator and stood in front of Bam's apartment. He continued in, taking off his coat. "What do you want for dinner?" I chuckled. "I should probably go back to my house as much as I would rather be here.. " Bam pouted, crossing his arms. "If you insist.."

   He placed his things down before coming back over to me, enveloping me in a hug. I sighed, I would miss his hugs. I hugged back, slightly leaning into his touch. He leaned back a bit, hands still around my neck, "Do you want a key?"

   "Babe, I didn't know you wanted me to move in.. You should have just said so," He laughed, smacking my arm. "As much as you would love that, I thought you would just want a spare key in case you wanted to come over.." I nodded, he slipped into the kitchen, rifling through a drawer. He cheered and made his way towards me. He placed the key into my palm. I couldn't help but smile.

   I wrapped my arms around Bam one last time, placing a kiss on top of his head. "Good night Bam.." I let go, already missing his warmth as I shuffled down the hallway and out the building.

Time Skip

   I slipped into the house, no one home. Not surprising. I slipped into the kitchen, grabbing a package of hummus and a bag of carrots. I was way to lazy and didn't care enough to make a meal. I took the food with me and headed upstairs. I swung my door open before chucking myself onto my bed. What to do..? Boredom's a bitch.. I lifted up my head, looking at my desk. I shifted off the bed, grabbing a notebook before going back towards my bed.

   A song.. Any song.. Songy song things.. What should it be about.. How about.. love? That should be a easy one.. I began to scribble down words, before stopping at the lyrics. I need some inspiration.. I picked up my phone, calling Bam. It rung three times before he picked up. He was heavily breathing, "Hello?"

   I already missed his god damn voice.. "You good? You could have told me you were horny.." I muttered into the phone. He giggled into the phone, which was absolutely fucking adorable, before continuing. "You are so dirty! I was actually just finished up my work out, then someone called,"

   I sighed into the phone. "I already miss your voice.." It was silence for a few seconds. "I miss your voice too.." I sighed, rolling onto my back, " You sure you don't wanna rethink my offer? I'll move in tomorrow, " He shuffled a bit, "I already am.."

   "So is that a yes?" He laughed again. It was good to hear him laugh so much. It was so pure and innocent. I could hear him laughing all day, and never get sick of it. "No, as much as I would love to," He stifled a laugh, "You couldn't, your a singer and have a life ahead of you," I murmured, making incoherent words into the phone. "But you could be a singer, if you just joined me on stage.."

   I flipped onto my stomach, slowly writing words into my notebook. "Do you record your songs?" I was curious, maybe he could send me a few. By the end of the day, they would probably be downloaded into every device I have.. "Yeah I have recorded a few, why?" I hummed into the phone, "Can you send me a few?" I heard a bit of more shuffling, "Yeah, let me send them to you.." I heard of few clicks before a little cheer. "Done! You should get.. I think.. Four? But you will probably get one more," What does he mean?

   "I've been working on a song for you, it's almost done, but I just have to practice it once and then record it.." I hummed in excitement. He wrote me a song! This will be great! We continued to talk, just about the simple things. Things like Shibisu, Rak, Endorsi and the others, music, careers (Me heavily suggesting a singer career for him), ice cream flavors, and video games. We talked all night, into the morning.

Narrator's Pov

   They talked throughout the night, Khun eventually falling asleep on the phone. Bam hung up the phone and placed it onto his nightstand before sighing.. He picked up a piece of paper, writing a quick note, before leaving his apartment.

Little did Khun know, he wouldn't see Bam for a long time..