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We need to change the name of this mess. Recommend or I'm not posting the next chapter. Yea I'm threatening you all..]
The golden blaze of the sun stung Chan's eyes a little, as he entered the colossal venue. It was yet again another shitty day in his life and his mom had forced him to go to this event. The entrance of the venue was lighted up with hues of purple and red like blooming bruises a mere reminder of the things done to Minho. Chan walked further and finally saw the happy colours of Christmas. The inside air was chilly in contrast to the one outside. The coldness felt like a hundred punches to the gut. A shudder rippled across Chan's shoulders, he wanted to curl up on the plush carpets beneath his feet.
He moved towards the stage, slicing his way through the crowd, his movements reluctant and cold like a sharp knife.
His unusual silence and his eyes reflecting a mixture of pain and annoyance was now a dark cloud hovering above his head. It seemed like someone had switched off his happy button ever since he had entered his new home in Australia.
His heart didn't feel like his anymore, it was now a dully thudding object keeping him functioning, he never felt the life in the blood pumping through his veins, the every single cham he had it was all lost.
As he weaved his way through the crowd he felt something tug at the bracelet his wrist wore. He would have pulled his hand back thinking it got stuck to some metal and carried on if he didn't hear a soft metal clink........... the same soft clink that he heard years ago. He stopped in his tracks and looked down, back at his wrist- there was a key dangling down. His bracelet that had found its partner. The dully thudding object speed, his gaze travelled up from the smooth milky white wrist to the road of the arm, up to the shoulders and then finally locking that gaze into beautiful dark brown orbs he could count a thousand constellations in.
Those eyes shared the same happiness his eyes did, life flowed through him.
It was Minho!
Minho bought his hand up as he touched Chan's nose.
"The bis nose guy"- Minho spoke excitement and happiness crossing the height of Mt. Everest and sincerity deeper than the Marina Trench.
Those words that chan found the most annoying felt like heaven. He smiled- he thought he didn't know how to.
Minho looked so angelic, he was the tiny figure but now he had almost the same physique as him. His orbs still studded with stars, his plum lips- his lips.
Chan held Minho's had and just stood there the noise of the crowd no longer exasperated him. His life was suddenly bombed with happiness rivers of life flowed through him. He found Minho- he found himself.
"Let's go home.."
"Home?"- Minho.
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The sun was starting to drip below the horizon, the waves of the sea were lapping with low sounds by the shore, the sea was calm and the moon which had not seemed to wait for its time to rise was a little faded yet it looked so ethereal.
"The moon's beautiful isn't it?" - Minho asked.
"Are you implying that you love me"- Chan asked as a pink hue slightly stained his cheeks.
"Maybe I am or maybe I'm not"- Minho replied.
Chan slipped his hand around Minho's waist and pulled him close. He brushed his hand through Minho's hair before slipping his hand Minho's. Minho's fingers slid perfectly between Chan's knuckles. As if they were ment to be
"You said you love me a million times today, so I'll take tha-"
In one Swift motion Minho pressed his free hand to Chan's cheek and leaned in his mouth meeting Chan's sparks of life igniting in his heart. A cool breeze blew, nature's support and the happiness in them seemed too hilarious for them that instead of kissing they ended up smiling against each other's lips.
"God Minho, you're so Lovable"- Chan spoke as he chuckled. His nose touched Minho's nose, his lips a breath away from Minho's. He kissed time again, this time not breaking away for a single second, all the desperation to kiss Minho for the past 13 years was poured into one single kiss. Yet it was kept in a moderation, they were at the goddamn beach. Chan pulled away, pushing away the feeling to explore Minho's mouth.
He laid down on the shore, the water now hitting his calf. Minho laid close to Chan his right leg between Chan's legs. Face nuzzled in Chan's chest and head resting on his arms. With pinky fingers locked into eachother's, they laid down just like they did when they were kids. The embrace was so warm so safe nobody wanted to ever pull away.
"You know ever Christmas I asked for a chance to hug you a chance to hold you like this again." - Chan.
"It was your ass who said a few years I didn't expect time to be double my life."- Minho.
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"That night with Minho in my arms I had fellinto the deepest slumber. The next month I spent my days drowned in happiness and the scorching heat of the summer. Then Minho went back to Korea-" - Chan.
"Wait wait wait you got separated again and where's the naughty stuff?"- Lia.
"No no we were in a long distance relationship. So like 3 years later.....
Chan was stareing out the window, his hands supporting the weight of his upper body. He watched the trees wave at the wind, the starry skyline and the big round moon was the only source of light. A street light was flickering and a stray cat wandered around.
"CHAN!"- his mom blasted through the door.
Chan flinched, almost fell out the window before he found his composure.
"MOM! I ALMOST FELL DOWN!"- Chan replied with the same tone.
"DO YOU KNOW? MS. LEE JUST CALLED ME AND SHE TALKED ABOUT HOW YOURS AND MINHO'S RELATIONSHIP WAS DOING GOOD AND IT WILL BE WONDERFUL TO YOU AND THE BUISNESS IF YOU TO GET MARRIED!"
"Woman breath I don't want you dying saying this!"
"So...uhh...what do you say?"
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