How Do You Feel

“Hyung, what did it feel like?”Yeonjun hums. “Kissing? Or kissing Beomgyu?”“The latter,” Taehyun answers.Yeonjun thinks long and hard about it. He thinks of stage lights and ocean waves. He thinks of slipping, and falling, and drowning. He thinks of rocks and water sweeping through sand.He thinks of hands, and warmth, and cold tangerines that Beomgyu refrigerates all the time.“Not everything feels like something else.”*Taehyun was the first to join him.Then, came Soobin a few months later, his addition and Huening Kai's separated by a total of one week.They were four.They were four for a long time.Yeonjun only starts seeing the spaces, the empty crevices, and hears the silence in between the bassline and the strings, after they return to four.