Jongin could remember the first rime hed set eyes on Kyungsoo. The smell of alcohol and sweat and smoke was still there, right on the edge of his memory and ready to be recalled at a moments whim. He rolled over in he bed, watching the play of the moonlight as it cast black shadows and flickering silver on Kyungsoos peaceful face.He could remember the first words theyd spoken to each other as well. ForewordReupoad number 2 :DI didnt actually reread this to see if it was any good or not, so I apologize if its terrible. This was quite a while ago.-Z