"Are you in love?" Jaemin asked, his hands covering his shocked parting lips.

"

Chenle gulps. He suddenly feels nervous.

"Do you love Xiao Yue?" Jaemin asked, grabbing Chenle's shoulders.

"Jaem," Jeno signalled Jaemin to calm down.

"Tell me what you feel about Xiao Yue instead," Jaemin said to the boy.

"That's it?" Jeno questioned the boy.

At this point, Chenle's ears are burning. His usually pale fingertips gradually pick up the same rosy tone.

Chenle grunts.

"I won't make fun of you, its okay, we will always be your brothers and you know it," Jaemin reassured Chenle to keep going.

Chenle stops.

"Keep going, its okay," Jeno said, maintaining the same melody as Jaemin's.

Jaemin is trying so hard not to coo at Chenle.

"Thank godness!" Jaemin half screamed his gratitude.

"I though that you won't be able to be in love," Jaemin said then continued, "Thank god, you still have love within you."

Its not a secret that the other boys are worried about Chenle. He carries so much responsibility by himself. From managing his company to keeping the Dream mafia alive while constantly battling for his own sanity.

They know deep down inside their little hearts that they are still just a bunch of boys. Trying their best to survive. Sacrificing their soul to be alive. Killing countless people while holding on to their fragile beliefs.

Jaemin hugs Chenle tightly. Feeling rather relieved. He was always worried that Chenle would become a monster. A heartless being, chasing for something he yearned with his power.

"You are definetly in love, i'm happy for you," Jaemin made his final statement.

Chenle looks at the older ones. His face heating up faster than ever. Chenle brings his palm to shade over his burning complexion.

The weight of my body shifts from my leg to the crutch as i trail behind Hrvy between the garden beddings. I glance around, mainly giving myself a nudge of distraction from my achy ankle.

"Where are we going?" I asked Hrvy.

"Chenle asked me to bring you somewhere."

Not so long after, my eyes caught the sight of Chenle. Head leaning over the table. A cup with a familiar colored liquid steaming beside his head.

Chenle said without lifting his head.

I sit across him, glancing at the gloomy outdoor space. My eyes don't dare to stare at the boy like i always did. Fearing that i would make more mistake.

Chenle asked.

"W-what?" I asked out of shock.

Chenle lifts his head up. Placing his palm over his arm and laughs.

"I don't think i've ever been in love," i said quickly after i realized that i took too long to answer.

I think so.

Yeah.

Not that i almost fell in love with a lie that time at the 127 base.

Chenle continued while lifting the steaming cup.

"H-how so?" I stutter nervously.

His words back then still lingers closely to my heart. I should compose myself. I can't think so highly of myself. I'm just a tool for him.

Does Chenle have a lover?

"Apologize?" I said weakly.

said the boy.

"Just like that, you should say that to that person," i said to the boy.

"Yeah?"

With that sentence, the world stops writing history in my head. Silence filled the air with its charm, giving myself another room to fill with my thoughts.

Zhong Chenle?

The sudden thought pumped my emotions to my veins as it rose to shade my face with its truth.

"So, you are in love," i gulped before continuing, "With me?"

he said with all the confidence in the world.

Chenle reaches for my hands and intertwines them with his.

he said while looking into my eyes.