It's been two years since that day.

Our gang of friends all managed to get into the same university, so we all could hang out on the weekends, if school didn't burden us that is.

(U/n) and I rented an apartment close to school since it was cheaper that way, and it also meant I can see him everyday even if we don't have all our classes together.

However, the most important piece of news is that (U/n) got a boyfriend. Someone he loved.

Who wasn't me.

Although two years ago it was me who said that we weren't meant to be, it still hurts to see the love of my life go out with someone else.

Only (Best friend) knew about my situation and suggested that I should go to where my parents lived (They work in another city so I live alone here) and try to get over my heartbreak.

It was also very possible since my parents could afford a plane ticket and they wanted to help me cope as well.

It was also the summer time and I could work as an intern at the company my parents work at.

I've already prepared everything and all that is left is for me to pack some clothes before I leave.

Maybe I should tell (U/n)... Yeah, I'll do that. Maybe I'll write a letter.

I know it sounds cliche but I think it'll work perfectly. He can just throw it out if he doesn't want it. I've got some time and I've barely got anything to pack anyways.

Well then, here I go...

Dear (U/n) (Last name), I...

"Done, I should leave for the airport now. I'll just leave this on the dinning table, he'll see it... Goodbye, my one and only love..."

"Why? Why are you breaking up with me?!"

"You never let me touch or kiss you, and with such a slutty body like yours, that should be the only thing you want! You also live with another man! How could I not be angry! I've had enough of you! (Random name) would be better than you!"

My ex-boyfriend then walked away, leaving me all alone on the side of the street.

Warm droplets of water appeared out of my eyes, rolling down my face, and splattering on the ground. And I just let them fall.

I want to talk to (Y/n)... I want him to hug me... He feels so warm when he does...

I slowly trudged back to our shared apartment.

He should be home by now, I want to talk with him...

As I opened the front door, I called for my roommate: "(Y/n)? Are you home? I wanna talk to you... ... (Y/n)?..."

I looked around the apartment.

Although the differences were small, I could still tell that some of (Y/n)'s belongings were missing.

And that scared me.

"(Y/N)?! ARE YOU HERE?! ANSWER ME (Y/N)!!"

Where did he go?

"(Y/n) this isn't funny... you can come out now..."

I looked around the house, calling him in a shaky voice, hoping that this really was just a joke between friends and that he really wasn't gone.

I laid my eyes on a neatly folded sheet of paper sitting on the dinning table with the label 'To (U/n)' on it.

Confused, I opened up the letter and read it.

Dear (U/n) (Last name), I have wanted to say some things to you that I have never told you about before.

Actually, I've said them before, just not to you.

After that day, the day I told you that maybe we weren't meant to be a couple, I regret it.

I want to be your boyfriend, I want to be the one by your side, I want to hug you when you're feeling down and I want to celebrate all your successes.

I love you.

But I know you don't feel the same about me.

You'll be perfectly fine without me. You'll feel loved even if I am not the one to give you such love.

I'll come back in time for the start of the semester, but I will remain as your friend, a person you can trust.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I love you.

And... please be happy.

I'm going to the airport today and I don't have my phone, so I'll see you in two months.

Sincerely, (Y/n) (Last name).

I couldn't stop the tears from pouring out. I miss him.

I not only miss him, but I too, also like- no love. I love him too.

I was an idiot for leaving him, for finding someone else.

For not realizing his or my feelings sooner.

"(Y/n)...(Y/n)...(Y/n)... *sob* (Y-y/n)... Come b-back... *sob* I-I love y-you too..."

Wait... Airport...

My legs moved faster than my mind, bringing me to the front door and out to the closest taxi.

"Sun-sunshine airport please... as fast as you can..."

"Alright sir. Are you in a rush?" The driver asked as he started driving down the road.

"T-the love of m-my life is g-going to l-leave if I don't c-catch him..."

"Then we gotta go!" The driver exclaimed, picking up the pace.

"Keep the change!" I yelled as I frantically rushed inside the building, afraid that his place would leave at any moment.

6:51, please (Y/n), just wait for me a bit longer...

What am I waiting for?

"Last call for all passengers boarding plane A-520, will all passengers please proceed to gate 27. Last call for all passengers boarding plane A-520, will all passengers please proceed to gate 27."

6:54... Looks like he really won't be coming... he's probably on a date.

It's alright...

"Good bye, my dearest (U/n)..."

And with that, I went and boarded the plane.

"Excuse me! Sorry I really need to get by... Gate 27... Gate 27... Here!" I huffed, out of breathe from running so much.

7:02...

I rushed up to the attendant in front of the gate and practically screamed at the poor girl standing there.

"Did the plane for Moonlight city leave already?!"

The poor girl stopped functioning for a moment, before answering: "Y-Yes sir. It left 3 m-minutes ago..."

3 minutes... Just 3 minutes... Why...

"S-sir? Are y-you alright?"

"Y-yes... I'm fine... sorry about earlier..." I said, walking away, feeling like a dead corpse.

I called another taxi and made my way back to our shared apartment.

Just the thought of coming back home and not having the (seme hair color) haired male welcome me with a warm hug made me even more depressed.

I just wanted (Y/n) nothing else...

But he isn't coming back until the summer break is over.

Not knowing how, I made it home and flopped on my bed, which we would share sometimes when it was raining.

The thought of us not sharing a bed ever again made my heart shatter even more.

"(Y/n)... Come home please..." I muffled into the pillow.

I stood up afterwards and made my way over to his room.

His entire room was filled with his sweet scent, and his bed had an even stronger smell, so I plopped onto his bed and nuzzled my face into his pillow.

"I miss you..."

"Whoa (U/n)! What happened to you?" (Random friend (not best friend)) asked.

"Why are your eyes so red? You look like you've been crying throughout the night..."

"Oh... I... I just..."

Damn it... I'm crying again...

"(U-u/n)?! What's wrong?!"

(Best friend), who was silent the entire time, suddenly spoke up: "Is it because of (Y/n)?"

My head shot up at the mention of (Y/n)'s name.

"Have you hear from him?! Is he going to come back early?!"

"Calm down (U/n), I'll tell you something. (Y/n) really likes you. Two years ago, I noticed that idiot was less energetic than usual, and I asked him about it. He told me that he really liked you, but you probably didn't think of him like that, so he didn't want to bother you," (Best friend) calmly explained.

"Throughout these two years, he was really sad, especially the day you got a boyfriend. He spent countless nights at my house drinking his ass off. I even offered to help him tell you in place of him. But every time I brought it up, he would plead me not to tell you. He said he didn't 'want to be a burden' to you."

"I... I really didn't know... What do I do?" I began to cry again.

There was muttering between the group of friends about what I should do.

"You should go after him, (U/n). I'm sure your parents will buy you a plane ticket."

My eyes widened at the idea: "Why didn't I think of that? I need to go," I mutter as I start running in the direction of our apartment.

"Thanks for the help!" I yell back before sprinting away.

"May all passengers boarding plane A-103 please proceed to the front, thank you," the receptionist called from the speaker.

A group of people made their way up, and slowly started boarding the plane.

I went along with them, wanting the plane to leave this instant so I could see him.

"Please let me see him soon..."

After driving for another 20 minutes, the taxi pulled up in front of Moonlight Corporations, the place which (Y/n)'s mom and dad worked at.

Hopefully they're still at work, I don't have a place to stay if they don't...

With a backpack and minimal hope, I walked into the building and asked the receptionist if I could speak to Mr. and Mrs. (S/l/n).

"(U/n) (Last name)?" I turned my head towards the sound of my name and come face to face with a man wearing business attire, with (Seme eye color) eyes.

Just like (Y/n)'s... Wait a moment...

"A-are you (Y/n)'s father?"

The woman beside the man walked over to me with a grin on her face.

"Sure he is! And I'm his mom! However, why are you here darling?"

"I-I came to talk to (Y/n)... I-I love him!"

Some people in the lobby glanced over in confusion and I felt my face burn a bit from impulsively doing that.

"Alright dear, let's go outside and chat. (Y/n) has our car and is going to pick us up. You can talk to him then. Until then, could you explain to me what's going on?"

"Y-yes, of course ma'am."

"Don't be so formal, just call me Auntie (S/l/n)!"

"O-okay... Auntie (S/l/n)."

I started explaining why I was here to the two as we waited for (Y/n) to come pick us up.

I turned into the pickup lane to, well, pick up my parents.

I saw them and they looked like they were talking to someone, but that really doesn't affect me.

I just really wanted to go home and sleep already.

I rolled down the window and called for my parents.

Afterwards, I resumed staring at the steering wheel before I felt the door open.

"(Y/n)!!!"

An all too familiar sweet sound said, jumping itself onto me.

"(U/n)?! What are you doing here?!"

A blob of (Uke color hair) hair looked up at me with (Uke eye color) orbs, on the verge of tears.

"Please come back! Please... I'll do anything... (Y/n)..."

Holy shit what? The last time I saw him he was still in a relationship...

"But aren't you dating someone right now?"

The smaller male thoughtfully looked down, before raising his head back up and looking straight into my eyes.

"N-no! Not anymore! H-he broke up with me..." (U/n) sobbed.

"Listen, (Y/n), I lo-"

*Beep! Beep!*

"Alright (Y/n), as much as you guys want to talk it over, let's get home first," Mrs. (S/l/n) said, climbing into the back seat and pulling her husband with her as well.

"(U/n) you can sit in the front."

"O-okay..." (U/n) said as he got off of me and circled around the car to get into the front seat.

It was a quiet ride home, only the sound of the radio could be heard as we made our way back to my parents place.

Once we got there, I immediately dragged (U/n) into my room and shut the door.

"Come sit on the bed, (U/n)," I said, sitting down on one side of the bed.

(U/n) quietly shuffled over to the opposite side of the bed and took a seat.

I mentally sighed and continued on with what I had planned out on the car.

"So, why are you here?"

Not looking at me, the smaller male replied with a sad tone: "Because I miss you."

"What happened between you and the other person you were dating?"

"We broke up because he complained that I didn't let him touch me."

That son of a bitch, wanting to touch him...

My expression must've changed drastically because (U/n) looked like he was in the arctic, shivering so intensely.

"...(Y-y/n)?" He hesitantly asked.

"Yes?"

"P-please come back to me... I'll do anything for you... even if it's becoming your slave... p-please don't leave me again..." he said, trying to hide the tears forming in the corner of his (Uke eye color) orbs.

Why would I ever want that?

The two of us talked a bit more about our regrets of this entire ordeal to what we like in each other.

By now, I was just really wanted to make (U/n) mine once again.

"(U/n), would you do the honors of being my boyfriend once again?"

He looked at me with tears now streaming down his face, but not for long as he jumped into my lap with his reply.

"YES!!"

Wow, he really did come back to me...

I wrapped my arms around his feminine waist, letting my head rest on his shoulder.

He had his arms around my neck and was crying into my shirt, but I didn't care.

All that mattered right now is that (U/n) returned to me.

Something I thought would never happen ever again actually did.

And I'm really grateful for it.

We stayed like that for a bit, the calm and peaceful aura that I hadn't felt for a while now, before I suggested we lie down on the bed.

He nuzzled his face into my chest, kinda like a cat, and it was really cute.

Suddenly, he lifted his head up and looked straight at me and beamed: "I love you (Y/n)."

"I love you too, (U/n)."

And with that, I sealed the little space still standing in between our lips.

"My dear wife what are you doing?" Mr. (S/l/n) asked, looking at his significant other, who had a nosebleed and was half lying on the floor.

"My ship has sailed~" was all she said, which made no sense to him.

"Honey please get off the floor, you'll catch a cold" he worriedly stated, before dragging her to their own bedroom.

"I never imagined we would be like this," the taller male sighed, content with having the smaller male in his arms.

"I didn't either... I thought everyone would be after me only for sex..." (U/n) replied, resting his head back on (Y/n)'s chest.

"Should we tell the gang that we're together?"

"Yeah, we should. (Best friend) was quite worried about you, (Y/n). Even if he was really calm."

(Y/n) sighed.

"I know, he was such a big help to me when I was going through all of that... I need to find a time and properly thank him..."

The two talked a bit more about random things before tiring out from their eventful day, and decided to call it a night.

The next morning, the (S/l/n) household was filled with lots of love, and a certain couple may have even engaged in some nightly activities, but those stories can be saved for another time~