I can read your smile - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8 - We are the sea and the sky

~third person POV~

"Psst. Wake up."

"What happened?" Crystal opened her eyes and saw Minho hover above her, his face mere millimetres away. How did he get in here? She went to sleep with Jude and Lydia.

"Shh. Don't be loud, you're gonna wake up the others." He whispered.

It was still dark, so Crystal couldn't understand what Minho was doing. She actually couldn't understand anything, because she just woke up, and she was tired as fuck. What time was it?

"Go freshen up and get changed in your swimsuit. 5 minutes, my car. I'll wait for you. Don't be late, we have to hurry up." He spoke quickly, then left the room in a hurry, and Crystal was confused as heck.

Still, she followed his instructions as in a trance, brushed her teeth, put on her swimsuit and some clothes, brushed her hair in a rush and was out in the 5-minute time frame Minho gave her.

It was very chilly, and she noticed it was just shy of 6 AM. He was waiting for her in the car, and to her pleasant surprise, the seats were heated, and it was warm inside.

"Morning." He smiled. "You made it."

"Of course. What's up? Why did you wake me up so early?" Crystal smiled back lazily. The sleep still hasn't worn off her face, but her heart was beating fast. Too fast for her liking. Remembering last night's events didn't help too much either.

"I promised you something." He said. "A long while ago. And I'm gonna make that happen right now."

He started driving. The streets were empty and slow tunes were playing on the radio.

"This place is beautiful." Crystal said absent-mindedly, and he hummed.

"The city?"

"Yea... looks cute, with all these perfect white picket fence houses. I wonder who lives in them."

"I think most are vacation homes."

"Oh. It's a shame though, to have such a nice house and not live in it..." She yawned.

After about 20 minutes, they reached their destination, and Crystal was excited to see the outline of waves crashing against the rocks far away, and the sea kissing the sand and retreating.

"We're here." Minho smiled, and helped her out of the car, grabbing a small basket from the trunk.

"Oh my God! The sea!" She spoke excitedly, then pointed to the basket. "What is that for?"

"You'll see in a second." He grabbed her hand and dragged her on the beach through the sand, motioning her to take off her shoes.

The sand was cold against her feet, but it was pleasant, and Minho's hand was warm in hers.

The beach was otherwise empty, which was not surprising, considering the early hour. Minho was probably the only crazy enough person who would wake up so early after drinking the whole night.

A few metres away from the water, Minho finally stopped walking and removed his hand from Crystal's, taking two blankets out of the basket. The first one, he placed on the sand, and he made Crystal sit down.

He sat down next to her as well and covered both of them with the second blanket.

"The sun should rise in about 15 minutes." He spoke, and Crystal leaned her head on his shoulder.

"I can already see the outline." She pointed to the horizon, where a thin orange line was beginning to form just where the sky met the water.

Crystal found it so heartbreaking. From far away, it looked like the sea could kiss the sky. They seemed so close, barely distinguishable from the other, as if they became one. But they are actually thousands of kilometres apart. They can never be close. They can only love the other from a distance, yearning for the other's touch. What a tragic fate for a pair of lovers who would meet every day but would never get close enough to understand each other.