“…”

“…”

“Like… which memories?” Shun frowned, “Don’t trick me. I am still mad you are going to destroy this world. I want to save it.”

The old witch sighed and shrugged.

“I don’t know.”

“…”

“It is a risk, I know. What will you decide? Take it with you. As for the death of the world,” the witch rubbed her chin, “If you hit 100% in Star Meter, it will survive. Yes, yes, I know. You didn’t complete all task. You are fine. Hit 100%. I’ll be leaving and your status will be on your phone.”

“Wait, you’re leaving?” Shun voiced.

“Eh? Miss me in your head? I can’t handle your thoughts and your lewdness, Shun Nottinggale, you bad boy.”

Shun felt his entire face so hot, he was certain cracking an egg on it would cook it up. Clearing his throat, he thanked an amused old witch. When he woke up, Shun was staring at the ceiling of his bedroom. He felt his hand was holding something so when he looked, he saw he was holding that liquid potion the witch gave him. How he had it, he wasn’t sure.

He was alone in the room and he wondered where Jin was. Sitting up, he held the liquid up for a moment to stare at it. He would lose some of his memories… but which ones and how much was some? Pulling his knees to his chest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to forget anything.

‘I could still try the pills the doctor said…’

Shun placed his chin on his knees and frowned.

‘What if it makes it worse?’

The door to the room opened and he sat up seeing his boyfriend.

“Ah Jin,” Shun smiled and Jin walked to him. Lips touched his and he smiled into it.

“Only 4 hours,” Jin murmured, “I’m glad.”

“Sorry. Did everyone leave?”

“Yes. Miss Allie said she had enough. She’ll be interviewing the girls. Our managers are gone as well. Are you well?”

Jin was staring at him with that look again. The one that he wore when he was talking about Genu, about the boy’s death, about losing Shun as well. Shun didn’t like it. He wanted his lover’s life to not be so hard. Then the thought that he might have brought more pain to Jin just made Shun feel worse.

“What are you holding?” Jin questioned and looked at the purple potion.

“It’s…” Shun started and he looked down at the potion, “I… If Genu was still alive. Are you… Would you still be with him? If… If everything was fine, like… you two decided to date and maybe get married.”

Jin stared at him and sighed out a smile. He cupped Shun’s face so they were looking at one another making sure his lover’s pretty blue eyes were on his.

“You… heh,” Jin shook his head, “Who is Prince Peter to you?”

“Wha… What?!”

“You mumble his name in your sleep sometimes. Was he your lover in the past?”

“I…” Shun looked away, “He and I… Yes. Yes, he was.”

“Am I your rebound?”

“What?! No! No, Ah Jin. Of course you’re not,” Shun held his lover’s hand, “Please don’t think that way.”

Jin smiled and ran his thumb across his cheek.

“Then you as well, baby,” the pinkette explained, ‘Whoever was your Prince Peter is like my Genu. It is in the past. You, my ShunShun, is my sun and my moon.”

“But…” Shun paused, “You… You are him.”

“Hm? Who?”

“Prince Peter. That is you, Suu Jin.”

“…”

“…”

“What?”

“You look exactly like him but with pink hair and green eyes. That mole under your eye and your dimple… the way you talk and act is exactly him. You… You are my Prince Peter.”

Shun declared and Jin’s mouth dropped as he tried to understand what was being said. He went along with it before when Shun said he was not Xiong Shun, but the man was serious. He knew something was different about Shun, but he didn’t think the reason was from a whole different world. The look on Shun’s face was desperation, sadness, and worry.

His lover had this face for quite some time now. Was it all because of him? He would rather see Shun smiling with the happiness shining in his eyes.

Grabbing his lover to him, Jin smiled and whispered, “Then you are my Genu. Your look at life, even though it isn’t your own world, your smile, your heart… This is fate, Ah Shun. Don’t you agree?”

“Yes,” Shun nodded and held him tight, “I love you.”

“I know.”

Shun laughed and pulled back to kiss his lover. If Prince Peter was Suu Jin, then he was Genu. That made him happy to know. His lips were nibbled on and he moaned running his hand up Jin’s shirt.

“Baby,” Jin smirked at him and lifted the potion, “This?”

‘Oh, that’s right…’

“Re… remember when I told you I had a choice to stay or return?” Jin nodded and Shun continued, “It was from the witch who switched Xiong Shun and I. She said it could help me with my illness.”

“The witch…” Jin furrowed his brows, “Alright… How much did it cost and how much do you trust her?”

Shun got up to grab his phone.

“Well,” he returned to the bed and showed the idol prince his status, “See this? I have to hit 1 million fans and hit 100% popstar status.”

“Why?”

“So… She doesn’t destroy this world…”

“…”

“I will do it, Ah Jin. I don’t want this world to die. I don’t want you to die,” Shun held his lover.

“Then this witch… You shouldn’t trust her.”

“I… kind of do,” Shun admitted, “She could have done a lot to me, made things way worse than it already was. The funny thing is…” he grinned at the pinkette, “Prince Peter was the one to ask her to do this, give me a new life…”

“…”

“That is you, Ah Jin,” he laughed and kissed his idol prince, “I will always love you.”

“Same, baby,” Jin smiled and kissed him again, “But this… will it harm you?”

Shun bit his lips as he stared at the purple liquid in his lover’s hand.

“The witch said I would lose some memories in return.”

“…”

“I don’t know how much or which ones… I don’t want to lose any but if it helps me…”