It didn't hurt to hear this time, no, he needed to hear someone still loved him. “I love you too, Himchan.” He slowly spoke, the words feeling awkward on his tongue but he knew Himchan was aware of what kind of love it was. The two ended their conversation, Himchan telling Youngjae to call him if he needed him and Youngjae forced a laugh, asking him what he could do with his shattered arm. The man placed his phone beside him on the bed, looking back up at the ceiling. How different would things be if he'd never met Jung Daehyun? Youngjae thought maybe, just maybe he would have fallen in love with Himchan too. Maybe.