since our eyes first met - Minsung

챕터Anticipation

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It's a rare moment of silence. I'm lying on the couch, my head resting on a pillow, staring up at the ceiling. The living room, usually the meeting spot for all the madness – Felix and I.N. arguing over the last snack, Bang Chan tinkering with his laptop, Hyunjin probably breaking into an impromptu dance routine – is now just... quiet. Empty.

Normally, one of the guys would burst through the door, loud and excited, and the whole room would be in chaos. But today? Today it's still. And somehow, it feels... strange.

»I can't believe how quiet it is in here,« I murmur, more to myself than to Minho, who's sitting in the chair across from me, seemingly lost in his thoughts. »Seriously, it feels like someone is going to burst through the door any second and turn the whole room upside down.«

»Hmm,« comes Minho's response after a short pause, and I can hear the hint of a smile in his voice. »Maybe it's a sign that the guys finally need a break. Or they're all in their rooms getting ready. The tour is right around the corner.«

»The tour!« I exclaim, sitting up immediately. »Paris, Berlin, New York, LA, Tokyo – this is going to be crazy!«

Minho looks at me, a slight smile on his lips, and puts his phone aside. »Yeah, it's going to be. I don't think any of us really realized how fast it's coming up. We're going back to Berlin... after six years.«

»Six years!« I repeat, as if I still can't quite believe it. »That's half a decade! I still remember the first time in Berlin. We were so excited, so nervous. Everything was so new. And now... now we're going back, and we know exactly what to expect. But still, I'm freaking out like a little kid!«

Minho chuckles softly, and I can see him leaning back, hands behind his head. »I know what you mean. We were so green back then, standing on stage, not knowing how the crowd would react, not even sure if they knew who we were. But that moment... that was when we realized we really made it.«

»Yeah, that was the moment I thought, 'Okay, we've made it. We're here, we belong here!'« I say, sinking back into the couch. »The fans we met in Berlin, the energy there... It was like we conquered the world. And now? Now we're coming back, but in a totally different way.«

Minho nods slowly. »I think it's going to be different this time. Not in the sense that it'll be any less exciting – but we're not the same guys we were back then. We've learned so much, experienced so much more. But that feeling of being back in Berlin is still going to be special. There are so many memories to relive.«

»Yes! Exactly! I can't wait, I'm so excited!« I clap my hands together, and Minho shakes his head with a grin. »I hope the fans remember us. Or rather, remember us as we were back then. So green, so young...«

»The fans from back then are still here. And there are even more of them now,« Minho says, stepping back as if trying to see the whole situation from a different perspective. »I think they'll celebrate us just like they did before. And maybe it'll be even more emotional this time, since they've been with us for so long.«

I can't help but nod. Minho's right. »You know, I have this feeling that Berlin is going to be extra special this time. Like a return to our roots. I want to soak up all that energy. And then Paris, New York, LA... Tokyo. Each city will have its own magic.«

Minho grins, but it's almost a wistful grin that I rarely see from him. »Yeah, Tokyo's going to be insane. But I think there's going to be this mix of nostalgia and excitement that's going to stay with us the whole time. I still remember how we walked through the streets after each show on our last tour, still not quite believing what just happened. But now... now we know what we're doing.«

»Exactly!« I shout, almost jumping off the couch. »Now we're the ones who can show everyone how it's done! The fans are going to celebrate us, the cities are going to celebrate us! We're not the inexperienced guys we were before. We're STRAY KIDS!«

Minho looks at me with a crooked smile, leaning slightly forward. »Come on, you're really like a kid when it comes to this tour, aren't you?«

I grin back and then burst out laughing. »What? You've got some of the same excitement, so don't act like you're not just as hyped!« I nudge him playfully in the side.

He laughs too, though he still holds back a little, as if trying to maintain his composure. »Maybe... but that kind of makes us the same, right? We're both excited, but in different ways.«

»Oh, who says you can't be both mature and excited like a kid?« I retort, shrugging. »I mean, this tour is going to be epic, Minho. And I want to experience it all. It's going to be so much fun!«

»You're right. It's definitely going to be crazy,« Minho says, and this time his smile is wider. »Paris, Berlin, New York, LA, Tokyo... It's not just the journey through the cities. It's the journey through all the memories we've made and all the new ones we're still going to create.«

I nod, and for a moment, it's just quiet between us. But it's not an uncomfortable silence. It's one that reflects the anticipation and courage building up in both of us. We've achieved a lot, but there's so much more ahead. And this tour? It's going to be another chapter in this crazy journey.

The last chapter for today. Maybe I'll update tomorrow but I have soccer and  have to learn for an exam so I think I won't.

But still I hope you enjoyed the  story until now. Let me know if you want, gays┏ (゜ω゜)=👉
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