Except for Jihoon and Jisoo, we were all sat in a circle, pieces of blank paper in front of all of us along with a coloured marker. Seungcheol sat between Jeonghan and Chan, staring down at his piece of paper as if he was searching for the answer to what life itself was. I fell against Minghao in shock and cursed in Cantonese when Seungcheol suddenly looked up. Minghao glared at me for my use of Cantonese, because even though I helped to teach him it, he still was unsure with it even at the best of times and he liked to know what I was saying.
"I'm sorry Xiao Hao I was thinking in Cantonese." I apologised, trying not to laugh at his cute pout, but I didn't move from his side, and he didn't prompt me to move either. "Okay, so Jihoon wants to write another song for the hell of it and he wants it to just be a special thing for only us, to not be shared with anyone. So that's why we're here now. I want you all to write down what you feel when you're around all of us as a group and also what you think of us in relation to yourself." He paused momentarily and looked at all of us, watching us nod in understanding.
"After that, using those words as inspiration, I suppose, I want you all to write some lyrics. After the lyric ideas are written and handed to Jihoon, then he'll call you in for recording. Him and Jisoo are currently writing the song so they may not be back before we finish writing ideas." I nodded and leaned more against Minghao, until I was in a more familiar, comfortable position, humming quietly as he slung his arm around my waist.
"Gēge, anyone would think I'm the older one because of how clingy you are with me." Minghao muttered quietly, the fond, teasing tone obvious in the way he spoke to me. "Shh you're a baby around me as well." I retorted. Minghao slapped my butt a few times in response. "Come on Gēge. We've got to write right now." He encouraged and I groaned.
"But I want to sleep on you right now." I whined, but sat up nonetheless and wrote a few words in the bright purple marker. 'Family' 'an organised mess' and I ended leaving the meeting with the lyrics "Whatever happens, Just like always, we'll be together" written on my paper. I had written those thinking of Minghao and myself and how, even though we broke off our relationship, we were still as close as we were before the relationship had started, if not closer.
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"Yao Mingming?" Minghao called out, his voice sounding almost scandalised. The aforementioned boy perked up upon hearing the voice of Minghao and whipped his head around, before fully turning around to face us. "Is that Xu Minghao and Wen Junhui-gē that I see?" Was the first thing we heard from him and I couldn't stop the grin that grew on my face. I dragged Minghao over to him (the others slowly followed and I almost forgot about them) and I saw his eyes light up.
"Gēge, can you maybe chill?" Minghao laughed as he said this, clearly amused by my excitement. Mingming turned his head and then called out, "Ya Tae-hyung please stop for a bit." Another person who was a few steps in front of Mingming stopped and walked back to him, staring at us inquisitively. "Junhui-gē. I'm glad you haven't changed that much. I see that you're still super clingy with Minghao." I huffed in response.
"I resent that statement Xiao Ming." The boy looked at me with a piercing glare and I smirked at him. "I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that he's clingy." Minghao intervened. Once we had reached our primary school best friend, we dragged him into a hug and I screamed in happiness. "The three idiots are reunited after all these years." Mingming muttered fondly.
"Jun? Hao? Who's this?" I pulled away from the hug and clutched my chest over my heart overdramatically when Seungcheol spoke, forgetting that we had been walking together in the first place. "Ah fuck." I turned to face the others. "Seungcheol-hyung, this is the best friend of Minghao and myself from before we moved here, Yao Mingming." Seungcheol's mouth made an O shape in surprise.
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Fanfiction'We will meet, don't yearn for me I'll know (I am your future) I'll know (you are my past) We will meet, forget about the yearning I'll know (I will protect you) I'll know (Please don't leave)' Or: They broke up but did they really fall out of love...