Memories

One Shot!

Memories.

[ "It's hurt to have someone we loved left. No one can bear with the feelings, no one."

So practically that's how Taemin would feel in this story. The curve type of writing is flashback(s) and the normal one is the current situation. Minho is Taemin's lover, who suffered from having a stomach cancer. He lost Minho - the promise broken yet proved that it's not a fake one by Taemin. It just a random sweez-ed from me, hehehe.]

Taemin closed Minho's eyes from the back. He made sure that his slender fingers and small hands covered that professional photographer's beautiful big brown eyes perfectly. A small smile crept along his puffy lips before he tiptoed, slightly whispering into Minho's right ear from behind.

"Guess who is this?" He giggled softly.

Minho's lips curved into a small smile before he put his hands over his lover's, holding onto them lightly. "My Taemin?" He said in questioning voice, earning a soft chuckle from the younger.

"Bingo!" Taemin bounced himself away from Minho's back and looked at the latter. He smiled. "Waiting for me long enough?"

It's their 2nd Anniversary for being together. Time flew so fast, but that didn't matter at that time. They were happy and that was it. Taemin asked Minho to meet him at the first place they went date to- exclude school.

Their first date place was a bakery named Red Ribbon. It just a simple coffee bakery-cafe alike, but it suited their taste well. They both love something that is simple but beautiful.

"Mm, kinda long but it's fine. Since I know you will come," Minho grinned as he made a move of taking out the chair for Taemin.

It's the same table they first seated on. It's same spot that's having them coming as one, as a couple. But they didn't know- that it's also the last time they'd ever seat on it.

"Thank you, Minho." Minho seated closely behind on the seat in front of Taemin, fiddling with his camera. Taemin ordered their favourite drinks- coffee latte and strawberry milkshake. As the waiter moved away, he let his gaze dropped on Minho's focus face again. Slowly, Minho lifted up his camera and fixes the lense; zooming and let it captured Taemin's beautiful pale face carefully by itself before he pressed the snap button and a light "click" sounded.

"Ah. You are beautiful, Taemin-ah." Minho purred, checking after the pictures again. Taemin smiled. He loved it when Minho recorded what he did or sometimes, stealing pictures of his face silently. Taemin found out it's cute rather than saying it's creepy. Well, first of all it's Minho who did it. Taemin reached out for his boyfriend's camera and stood up from his seat, moving next to Minho's instead and reached out his arm high. "Let's take a picture together, Minho. It's our 2nd anniversary! Then, let's print them out and framed it."

Minho snatched the camera away, looking down at the pouting Taemin. A soft chuckle escaped his round lips as he lift up his arm. "Your arm is too short. Let me do it. Okay one, two, three."

Click.

"Minho, it's pretty!"

"Minho, look! Ow, see we are smiling widely!"

"Minho, aren't we look perfect together?"

Taemin had been staring at the picture through the screen for almost 30 minutes. Their drinks were about to finished, after all. But Minho didn't mind, he was happy if Taemin happy. Minho sneaked his hand into his coat's pocket and dragged out a small box.

"Taemin-ah,"

"Yes, Minho?"

"Happy 2nd anniversary, my love. I'll always love you, as much as I might and as much as you allowed me to."