COINCIDENCE [KPFF]

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Minho walked of the apartment complex with only a tank top and a pair of tight, black jeans on. Yes, it was a little cold but the male didn't give a damn about that.

He just walked and walked, not really having a destination in his mind. He skipped through the sidewalk with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, hopped across the road crossing, and spun as he walked aimlessly in the grass, and that's how he reached the skirts of a small hill.

He looked up at it with great curiosity. It took him time to realize that this was the hill where Changbin also comes to in the early mornings to just climb up and see the sunrise.

He climbed up the hill and walked to the center of the hill, looking down and seeing almost all of the city just below his feet. His eyes dilated and his eyelids fluttered as he childishly smiled.

Minho sat down on the hard, soil ground and brought his knees close to his chest. He wrapped his arms around his knees and watched the city view.

He saw how the cars looked like toy cars on the busy road, how the street lights and the neon banners over the shops seemed like colorful stars, and how the people looked like little dolls.

He let his head rest on his arms, observing the odd beauty in front of his eyes.

After a while, he laid down on the grass and looked at the very few stars in the sky. He wished he lived at a place where there was no light pollution so he could stargaze freely late at night.

Minho felt someone sit beside him and lay down, which made him tear apart from his fuzzy, weird thoughts and look at the person who did so.

He chuckled bitterly when he did, closing his eyes and slowly shaking his head. "How long are you going to keep hurting me and keeping me lonely like this, Ji?"

Jisung looked at him with no expression on his face, but hurt was clearly visible in his eyes. His eyes slowly started to tear up, however, he had no strength left to cry.

He searched for an answer as he looked into Minho's patient, gentle and drunk eyes, and the other did not mind at all that he took a long time. He was ready to wait, even till his death.

"I.." The younger male finally raised his voice, but trailed off in between. He shifted a little closer to the older male, who welcomed him in. "I don't know. You just have to stay strong."

The younger male looked up at the older male, their eyes met and silence sat between them. They just stared into each other's eyes, because they did not know what else to do or say.

"I had a weird dream today when I was napping." Minho spoke up as he looked up and tried to remember his dream, or rather his nightmare. "And you were in it."

"Oh, I was?" Jisung cheered up, a big and bright smile displaying itself on his face. He changed his position into a more comfortable one as he asked, "What did you dream about?"

"Your birthday." Silence surrounded them again. The younger male's smile slowly dropped, he had a straight expression on his face as he blinked his eyes.

"O.. oh." Their heads fell down and looked at their scrunched legs, fidgeting around in the awkwardness. In a few minutes, Jisung shifted closer and now his head was now touching Minho's chest, and he did not mind at all.