Language of Love|| Minchan

Chapter 7

Chan's Pov

Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel a strange sense of pride overcome me. 'I will win you back, Minho, I promise.' Wearing something dressy, but not overly dressy because you never liked that, stylish yet casual. As you always said, "It is always possible to look expensive and snazzy without blowing your whole bank out." I chuckle at the familiar words as I take one more look at myself before walking over to my dresser, where I struggle to choose which aftershave and cologne to use. Down through the years, I made a conscious effort to always smell good around you. I always made an effort to listen to what you liked, hoping that we would never be apart if I were to wear it. Obsessive? No, I am just a boy in love. It's funny how these types of things happen. We grow up with the same mentality of, 'I will never fall in love," or "I would never change myself for love," yet here I am, living proof of what can happen when that perfect someone decides to take your heart and keep it for themselves.

Deciding on what to use, I smirk slightly before I continue to get ready. As I am putting my shoes on, this is the time in which my brain decides to make me want to drown because of nerves. 'What happens if he doesn't love me anymore? Will this all be for nothing? What happens if he doesn't forgive me? I mean, I couldn't blame him...' Shaking my head at the negative thoughts, I take one more look at myself in the mirror repeating the same words repeatedly. "Be confident. Be confident. Be confident." Not sure if this will work but knowing I had no other option, I made sure I was living up to that all too familiar catchphrase, "fake it till you make it," and by God Minho, I will do everything in my living power to win you over all over again.

As I am hyping myself up in the mirror, I fail to notice another two sets of eyes staring at me, one pair that have tears welling up in their eyes while the other pair are welling up of tears but for a different reason. "Well, if it isn't Mr. Bang making his comeback after many months of being on hiatus." A cheeky yet proud voice called out from the door frame, causing me to jump in shock. "Changbin, really?" I facepalm as Changbin eyes me up and down before making another comment. "You finally look like yourself! You are hot, oh my lord." A smack and a whimper were heard almost immediately as Felix glared at his boyfriend. "Of course, darling, you are so much hotter! I was just trying to hype my bestie up!" Changbin whined as I tried my hardest not to break down in laughter. "You look amazing Chan, it's been a while since we have seen you look with that familiar look of determination on your face." Felix smiles in awe at my newfound confidence causing me to blush slightly. "Thank you, guys, it means a lot! Do you think he will like it?" I ask shyly, suddenly feeling insecure at the thought of Minho rejecting me.

"I am positive Chan, if he doesn't, we will swipe you instead," Now it was Changbin's turn to smack the younger's ass, causing us all to chuckle at their dynamics. "Just do your best. That is all you can do!" They both cheer me on as I smile fondly at them. 'What did I ever do to deserve such amazing and supportive friends?' Glancing at the clock, I realise that I should be heading over to the restaurant. "It's time." With proud looks on their faces, the two wish me luck as they wave me off...from my own home. 'They better be gone before I am home,' I giggle to myself as I start the car and prepare for the anxious journey to the restaurant. "You got this Channie, it will all be okay."

Walking into the all too mundane restaurant, a waitress immediately greeted me. "Hello sir, how may I help you tonight? Table for one, is it?" She asks kindly as she waits for my answer. "Actually, I have a reservation under the name Han Jisung?" Her eyes lighten up at the name, making me wonder if she knows the latter as she nods her head, marking it off on the booking list. "Of course, I will lead you towards the table." She says with a pleasant smile, leading me towards a quiet yet romantic part of the restaurant that immediately makes me think of the past. "If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask." She says politely before returning to her position. Once I settle down, I begin to feel the nerves getting the better of me. 'What happens if he stands me up? Will he even come if he finds out? What happens if he sees me and leaves?' Feeling my leg shake from under the table as my heart begins to pound from within at the thought of seeing my lover...well, ex-lover once again. 'Please let this go well. If you do, I promise to never let him go ever again.' I quietly pray to myself, yes pray, like I said before, love changes you as a person.