The prince and the squirrel || Minsung

01 - T

Finally the exams are over and it's time for winter vacation. Minho was excited to leave his dull dorm and live with his grandparents at the country side. Breathing the fresh air and just relaxing was the perfect getaway Minho needed.

As soon as his exams were over he packed his bags and booked the ticket for the same day. He would have waited for a day after his exams were over to celebrate with his dorm mates and friends but he wanted to meet his grandparents who he missed for 4 years he was away.

" I'm leaving! " Minho announced to his best friend and dorm mate Seungmin who was cuddled in the blanket with Hyunjin.
" Bring me some gifts when you return. " Replied Seungmin not even lifting his gaze from the movie they were watching.

" I'm gonna miss your cooking! " Jeongin exclaimed as he entered the room and wrapped his arms around Minho.
" You have Seungmin to cook, I'm sure you'll survive. " Minho reassured.

" Seungmin is the worst cook than all of us. Also I don't think they would have time to feed me if they keep on eating each other's faces all the time now that you won't be here. " Jeongin sulked.
Seungmin threw a pillow at him and glared. Hyunjin was sitting in the corner, enjoying all the drama.

" See, Seungmin keeps on bullying me! How am I supposed to survive without you? Can't I come with you? "

" You still have your exams going on innie. Once you are done you can visit. " Jeongin nodded, with a sad pout resting on his face.

After saying goodbye, Minho started his journey. Fortunately for Minho, his seat was the window seat. It would take approximately 4 hours to reach so he can took a nap peacefully. However his nap was interrupted when a little girl sat beside him.

He would have ignored and continued his nap but the girl asked him, " Excuse me uncle, can you change your seats with me? "
That triggered something.

Normally if a small cute little girl asked if she could change seats with you with an adorable pout you would have said yes but unfortunately you are not Minho and no one calls minho "uncle".

He is a young man with absolutely astonishing beauty. How can someone call him uncle which is, as long as I know, used for a grumpy, middle aged man who may or may not be as handsome as Lee Minho but this little girl had the audacity to call him just that.

With a sinister look on his face Minho replied, " No. "
The girl looked at him surprised. She even tried puppy dog eyes but Minho was far too offended to consider her offer.

The pout turns into a frown and with trembling lips the girl looks for her mother. The little girl must be an actress because as soon as she spotted her mother she burst into tears and started complaining.

In an poor attempt to calm the crying girl, the mother searches for another window seat. A girl not much younger than Minho who was fortunately sitting near a window gives up her seat.

The small girl quites down but not before stealthily sticking her tongue towards Minho. Maybe mocking him for getting a window seat? You can't understand a 5 year old child's mind.

The kind girl takes the seat beside Minho. " How kind of you to give up your seat! " Minho mocks in a whisper. But the girl hears him and replies,

" I'm not kind or anything, she was just too damn loud. I wanted to shut her up because she was interrupting my kpop jamming session. "

Minho looks at her surprised but grins at her. " A good taste, I see. "
" Olivia. " The girl now known as Olivia extends her hand for a handshake.
" Minho. "

" I don't see many people calling my music taste good. "

" If you listen to kpop then it's a taste in itself. " Minho replies.

" You seem experienced. " Olivia notes.

" Well I'm a part time choreographer. "

" Wow really, I'm taking dance classes back in Seoul because I wanna prove my brother that I can dance better than him. "

" Your brother dances too? " Minho asks surprised.

" He is an artist.. well was an artist and can dance fairly good. It's just me challenging him from time to time. " Olivia admits guiltily with a flick of sadness on her face. Minho nods in agreement but doesn't question the use of past tense and the conversation continues.

The journey soon comes to an end. Both Minho and Olivia exits the train at the same station.

" The journey was less boring thanks to you. " Olivia exclaims and Minho nods in agreement.
" But I think we part ways here. My Friend is coming to pick me up so see you around I guess. " Olivia says the last farewell and leaves Minho who hires a cab.

Minho grew up with his grandparents because of his own parents being busy enough to neglect their own child. He was closest with his grandfather who used to take him horseback riding and his grandmother used teach him how to bake, she being a baker herself.

His grandparents were known as 'The bakers' as they owned the most famous bakery in the area. When Minho grew up, he left his home to study and maybe get a job. But no one can cut your roots and hence here he was standing infront of a bakery which was as lively as he remembered.

The white roses were blooming the same. Maybe more than usual to welcome him back. Minho took a deep breath, the tasty smell of freshly baked cake entered his senses when he stepped inside.

" Welcome to The bakers! "
An old lady greeted from her place behind the counter. She didn't notice Minho coming in as she was arranging the pastries in the shelves.

" Do you happen to sell the most delicious cookies? "
The old lady snapped her head in an instant. Considering her age she might have sprained her neck but she smiled widely as soon as she saw Minho.

" Minho-yah! " She said and hugged Minho so tightly, he felt all the air he inhaled when he lived in that polluted city leave his system.

" Grammy! I can't breath. " Minho said hugging her back.

" Why do you need to breathe anyways. " She said but loosened her grip.
" You came after such a long time! I almost forgot your face. Why didn't you come visit us earlier? "

" I had to study hard so that I could make you proud. " Minho replied.

" We are proud of you already. Now come on! I'll close the shop so we can go home already and meet your grandpa. " Grammy said and went to close the shop.

" But Grammy it's only afternoon, why are you closing early? I can help you around the shop. "

" Absolutely not, you came after so many years, me and your grandpa missed you so much. We have so much to catch up so let's go home. The shop can be closed for one day. " Grammy said and closed all the lights, grabbing Minho's hand and dragged him outside the shop.

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Word count - 1197
So I'm back with a new story! I'm excited to see how it turns out.