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        "It's 11:11. Make a wish."

        "Do I say it out loud or do I not?"

        Minho shrugged. "Whatever you want."

        Chan smiled, moving closer to his boyfriend. "I won't say it. What's your wish?"

        "I don't want to say it either."

        With pursed lips, Chan nodded. "Fair enough."

        Minho smiled. Chan sighed.

        "Let's dance. Play our song," Minho said, getting up, making his lover turn to him.

        "Which song is our song, exactly?" Chan asked, one corner of his lip curling up. "We have like seven songs labelled as 'our' songs. Which one are you talking about?" He laughed, sitting up, knowing exactly what song Minho was talking about but still hoping the other would just play along.

        Minho looked at him, lips pursed. "Dude, you know this! Come on! Follow your fire!" Minho exclaimed, dramatically groaning. "How could you forget!"

        Shaking his head, Chan laughed. "Of course."

       "Yes, of course. Now, get up, we have the song that we sing along to," Minho began, taking Chan's hand in his and helping him up.

       "You have the moves to make me dance with you," Chan finished the lyric as he stood up. A small smile formed on his lips as he took his phone and then played the song. He turned back to Minho, taking his smaller hands in his.

        They sang along, they danced, Chan following Minho's moves, and then they kissed.

        The song reached its end, and Minho let himself fall into his boyfriend's embrace. He buried his face into the creek of his neck, and he held onto him tighter, not wanting to ever let go.

        "I wished to always be this happy," he suddenly said, and Chan looked at him before he smiled.

        "I will always make you this happy... I wished to always be with you because, with you, I am always this happy," he confessed, and Minho looked at him, still hugging him tightly.

        "I'll always be with you, so I guess that means I'll always make you this happy, too."

        Chan nodded, smiling. He tightened their hug. "I love you."

        Minho's hand caressed his lover's back. "I love you more."

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