Ivan shouldn't have called you.. oh but if it weren't for a sight of a boy who looked just like you.. the promises the two of you made.. the stories.. secrets he had told you, both of your dreams to travel the world.. all broken when you moved away from Seoul.

He spent Christmas alone, clutching his phone inside the pocket of his coat, the snow crunching beneath his loafers.. his cheeks and nose a bit pink from the cold..

He tried to call you so many times, yet all he was met with was your voicemail.. he knew it was useless.. pathetic to call you but.. it wouldn't hurt to try.. right? unbeknownst to him, you were already behind him.. his phone rang, he heard a phone ring behind him as well..

He swiveled around almost instantly.. when he saw you, his eyes widened.. he shoved his phone back in his pocket, taking heavy steps towards you until he was right infront of you, towering over your form. "Why didn't you tell me." He demanded, his voice firm yet there was no real heat in it.

Before you could even utter out a word he pulled you in a firm hug, his lips quivering.. it was a rare sight since he barely showed any emotion. "I missed you, i tried to move on.. to distance myself. It hurt to be something but it was worse to be nothing with you, y'know."

"I missed you so much, Sunbae. I missed you so much it hurt."