"Oh! Hey!" Yugyeom looks up as you and Jackson approach the table. The clear plates and bowls indicate that they were about to leave any minute. There is a spare seat next to Gyeom, undoubtably Jackson's but nevertheless Yugyeom pulls it out and gestures to it.

"I'm ok. Um... I actually came to get your room key." You quickly say, shifting uncomfortably under the attention of the whole group. You feel Jackson move past you and take the seat Yugyeom had pulled out for you, leaving you standing alone.

"Did you leave something?" Yugyeom asks, looking up at you.

Your heart pounds. "I'm just... going to grab my stuff."

No one speaks.

"You're welcome to stay..." JB says but you shake your head and force a smile.

"That's ok. I'm needed at home and don't want to over stay my welcome." You look at your best friend once again but are shocked to see the expression on his face. Confusion and anger heat his eyes. "Yugyeom? Can I have the key?"

Without a word, Yugyeom pushes his chair back, grabs your hand and yanks you from the dining room. Looking back, you see the rest of the table look on in confusion. Once you reach the lobby, you find the strength to pull back.

"What the hell is this about?" You're just as confused as the others are at his outburst but Yugyeom just continues walking to the lift. "All I asked for was the key! Hey! Are you listening to me?"

You reach Yugyeom just as he presses the button and follow him in when the doors open. Suddenly Yugyeom is standing over you, his towering height more apparent in the small space.

"Why are you going back? I told you to come with us! You don't have to go." He speaks in one breath.

You sigh. "Yugyeom, I-"

"It makes you so unhappy. Don't go back." You're interrupted by more angry words from the man in front of you.

"It's not like I can stay here, in this hotel forever. I have to go back someday."

"Yes, but wait a couple of days. We-"

"My mum... My mum left, Yugyeom. Am I just supposed to pretend none of this is happening? I can't do that." You're on the verge of tears but can't find the courage within yourself to tell him that she left your dad for her boss. "So please. Let me go."

His face softens at your desperate words. Yugyeom surprises you and brushes a stand of hair back from your eyes, smiling wistfully. "I can't. God only knows I've tried to let you go."

Your hand comes up to cover his and you lean into him, seeking solace in the warmth of his touch. "Please, Gyeom. I need to do this."

He sighs and shakes his head before looking into your eyes. "You're so damn stubborn."

Then Yugyeom leans forward, his mouth angled towards yours and you close your eyes in expectation. But the doors open and you hear a shocked inhale of breath; your eyes springing open to see an elderly couple outside the doors. Pushing Yugyeom away, you sweep your hair back and walk past the old couple, shooting them an apologetic smile. Yugyeom follows you into the corridor.

Stopping in front of his door, you wait for him to open the room before barging past. You march over the corner where your various bags are piled while Yugyeom moves to the dresser. Grabbing the handles of your luggage, you turn to see him shrugging on a jacket.

"Where are you going?" You ask, genuinely curious.

He looks around him. "I'm coming with you."

You blink at him. "Why?"

"Because I'm your best friend." Yugyeom looks at you as if it's obvious.

"Friends don't kiss friends, Gyeom." You can't help but point this out as he heads over to you and takes one of the bags from your hands.

"You like it though." All you do is watch him walk towards the door, half of your bags in his hands, not knowing what to say. It's not like you can disagree.

Following him into the corridor, the lift in front of you opens, revealing Youngjae, BamBam and Jackson. They look at you and Yugyeom in surprise, glancing at the bags weighing you both down.

"Where are you going?" Jackson asks, looking directly at you. Opening your mouth to reply, you are cut off by Yugyeom.

"We'll be back later." He says and patiently waits for the others to get out of the lift before pushing into it. Unable to not, you follow him and stand silently beside him as the doors close and Jackson's face disappears from view.

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