Switchblade - 35
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Seoul is dark and quiet apart from the occasional sound of a scream. "Let's take it back," IU said to her webcam, "One more night, for Lee Taemin, let's have Seoul again."
At precisely midnight, she steps onto the steps of the hotel she stays in. "Ow," she murmurs as the flame of her lighter licks her finger.
"Let me," Jiyong gently takes the lighter from her. As natural to him as lighting up a cigarette, he ignites the wick of her candle before lighting his own. She smiles up at him briefly and he pats her head in a nonchalant manner before he has a seat on the steps. He takes one cigarette and with a quick inhale, lights it on his own candle. She sits down next to him after a moment, and in the next few moments they watch as windows light up around them and others join them on the streets, holding candles of their own.
"To Lee Taemin," a stranger says as he moves out onto the steps just next to Jiyong, a candle burning bright in his hand.
"To Taemin," Jiyong sighs, breathing out smoke.
IU smiles. She's not a particularly sentimental or emotional person, but as the street blazes with candlelight, tears reach her eyes. He'd have been proud.
The End