Han Jisung grew up in the spotlight. Debuting at 13 as a solo ACE he quickly became one of the biggest sensations of South Korea. However, despite his passion for music, and his love for the stage he had severe anxiety and is very self conscious . B...
Minho sat nervously at a small table in the corner of the cafe he and Han had agreed to meet in. Anxiously he played over conversation starters and topics he could talk about and thought about how to not be awkward. But when he saw a short man with a black bucket hat and mask enter the restaurant all thoughts left his mind. Han was wearing a brown leather jacket and navy blue Nike cargo pants, the perfect style for a figure always in the spotlight. Minho wondered how he was able to maintain such a perfect image every day. When he saw Han turn his head searching for him he stood up and waved his hand at him.
"Hey Minho," Jisung pulled out his chair and sat down with a small smile. It seemed like he was nervous though Minho couldn't imagine why. "How are you?"
"I'm fantastic!!" Wow Minho, eager much? He cursed himself for sounding so stupid. "Fine fine thanks, how are you?" He tried again.
"I'm fantastic too," Jisung chuckled, flashing a closed-eyed smile, "Thanks for meeting me, I know you probably have other things you could be doing."
"No never," Minho wanted to punch himself, "I mean, no it's great I really didn't have any plans today, I'm glad you asked to hang out, I love coffee. What's your favorite type of coffee?" Jisung almost laughed again at Minhos nervous rambling.
"I like Iced Americanos, and it's perfect weather for them." Jisung nodded towards the window where the sunny park sat outside. Minho watched Jisung smile at an older woman passing by with a small toddler hand in hand. The little girl waved to him and giggled and tugged her mom to stop walking so she could put her hands on the glass where Han sat. Han smiled at her and blew her a kiss before her mom tugged her away. Jisung turned back to Minho with a soft smile on his face and Minho returned it. He hadn't realized Han would be so soft.
"It is perfect," Minho found himself saying. "Maybe if you have time we could take a walk, I know this one spot by the lake where not many people go. It's gorgeous." Minho exclaimed.
"Yeah, I'd definitely like that," Jisung once again closed his eyes as he flashed his gummy smile. Minho could barely find words.
"Well, I'll go order for us then," before Han could say anything about paying or ordering Minho jumped up and scampered off to the counter. Jisung just sat and smiled, turning his head to look out the window at the beautiful park. Before he knew it Minho set down two iced americanos and motioned for Jisung to follow him.
"This is my favorite park in Seoul, I used to come here before I became a trainee with my older cousin. She and I would fly kites." Jisung couldn't remember when he had last thought about this memory, but something about sharing it with someone else felt special to him.
"Same, I used to come here with my older sister and we would feed the ducks, that's where I'm taking you." Minho turned his head and smiled, Jisung pinked at his handsome face. They got on the train of music and found out they both shared the burning passion and desire to get better. Both hadn't realized someone could share their dreams and love with them as they'd never met someone so much like them. They got lost in different side topics, some about people, like Hyunjin's fanboy antics, and some about stupid things like cheesecake. But they'd find it was easy to keep the conversation up and that they hadn't had a moment of silence since they started walking. They finally got to Minho's spot on the other side of the lake where people were perched with picnics, walking their dogs, and children were playing. Jisung had never seen the opposite side, and he was struck by how quaint the other side really looked from far away.
"Look there's ducks!" Jisung shouted as he crouched down and made a chirping sound with his mouth, trying to signal the ducks over. Minho smiled and reached in his pocket for something he had made sure to bring.
"You brought bread?! Where the heck did you store that while we were walking?" Jisung burst out in laughter. He was so hysterical he almost lost his balance and fell in the pond. Luckily Minho grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.
"It was in my pocket calm down," Minho rolled his eyes but he couldn't help smirking as well. "Anyways look." He took a chuck of the bread and threw it out onto the pond. Before Jisung knew it, 3 ducks quickly swam over.
"Aww they're so cute," Jisung cooed. Feeling something on his hand he looked to see Minho putting the piece of bread in it. "Ahaha thanks," he blushed and began to feed the ducks. After the bread had run out and they fell into a comfortable silence Jisung finally realized they had been together for a while.
"Do you know what time it is?" He asked, starting to panic. He had his important dance practice he had to be at at 12.
"Mmh it's 1, didn't you have practice?!" Minho seemed to sense Han's panic and he felt bad he had let time slip away from him.
"Shit I'm so stupid, I really have to go." Jisung said as he got up, but before he dashed away he pulled Minho in for a swift hug, "I had a really nice time today, thanks for showing me this place."
Minho felt his face flush as Jisung turned and darted away, pulling out his phone to call his dance teacher and apologize for being late. Minho could only spin in happiness despite feeling bad for making Jisung late he had such a great time he quickly shook it off. As he walked back to his apartment his smile stayed the whole way and all he could think about was Jisung.
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LeeMin: I had a great time today :)
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BangChan: So how was your date?
--> LeeMin reply: IT WASNT A DATE
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Minslove: So we're all wondering what Bangchan meant by date right??
