Slowly Luhan’s gaze seemed to drift away, but then he blinked and sent Minseok a careful smile. Getting back to reality from exploring the depths of Luhan’s eyes, Minseok made a face before trying to smile back, but he just couldn’t seem to even force one. Luhan tilted his head slightly, looking at him.
“Are you okay?” he asked. Minseok shook his head, almost laughing about the absurdity of the question. He honestly felt like falling apart every second, having a mental breakdown.
“There will be no us in less than three hours. No, I am not okay.” He answered honestly, pressing his lips into thin lines as he tried to hold up his composure. And to think he had always been the rational of the two.
Luhan furred his eyebrows, looking suspiciously at Minseok. The latter hadn’t really said anything one way or another about the happenings to come, but it was unusual to hear him say right out that he wasn’t well. Luhan knew he liked to keep up the image of a composed and unfazed person, but he guessed that when the end was near, being brave didn’t really matter any more. Maybe Minseok thought the same.
So instead, Luhan stood up. He held his hand forward as a silent invitation, nodding his head slightly to the right where the stairs were. “Come with me,” he smiled. “We’ll spend our three last hours in the roof garden, what do you think?”
Minseok nodded, agreeing with Luhan’s suggestion. “That sounds great,” he replied, and together they went up to the roof.
The roof garden was the most beautiful place in the whole galaxy, if you asked Minseok. Forget about the ice rings of Saturn or any star. The roof garden was much closer, yet it felt so free and far away from the city that zoomed past beneath them. What were beautiful sights if you couldn’t observe them up close? Minseok really didn’t want to find out how close he could get to a star before he burnt into ashes.
In the night floating lanterns automatically turned on in the garden and moonflowers lit up with a silvery light, giving light to dark corners. Minseok and Luhan were living on a cliff above a busy city, but a sound-canceling system took away all the noises they didn’t want to hear. As they went up Minseok looked out at the city, its lights lighting up everything around it. He could faintly hear some music, probably rather close to where they were. Some people seemed to spend their last night partying. Minseok couldn’t pretend he liked their decision, but it was their lives, and he decided not to judge them. Maybe partying occupied them, so they didn’t need to think about the oncoming nothingness. People had many ways to overcome fear – Minseok’s just so happened to be Luhan.
Together they lay down in the grass, hand in hand. Neither of them uttered as much as a word as they did so, it just came automatically like the million times before. A little silence is what they both seemed to want now, just having the presence of the other there.
Minseok didn’t know how much time passed. He just looked up at the stars, wondering exactly what was going on in the solar system right then. Not that it mattered, because everything was going to be lost either way.
Billions of years of information gone in one second. Minseok wondered why humankind would obtain so much information, only to see it get lost. They probably didn’t see the oncoming destruction. The information they did collect hadn’t helped them so far either way. As of then they could only travel within their own solar system, not to other solar systems and not to other galaxies. If so, they could have escaped.
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The Galaxies Behind Your Eyelids (Xiuhan)
FanfictionIf Minseok had been any more poetic, he would have dedicated a whole book to the universe in Luhan's eyes. There's only a limited time left, and all Minseok knows is that he wants to spend eternities with Luhan.
