"No, Zelo…" he murmured and snuggled into the younger’s arms. "It’s stupid, I mean… I should’ve known; I can’t do anything. I’m no one special… I’m just a regular guy who can’t really compete with anyone…"
“Yah,” Zelo cooed and stroked the elder’s blond locks. “That’s not true… You’re special to a lot of people, Channie… You’re special to Niel, to Ricky, to Changjo, your members… Your family, your friends… to me… How could you say that? Now, tell me what’s wrong?”