Constantly: Before You Go Series (NCT Dream)

0.1: First Encounter

He sat in his little office, the secured area of which he always was. Constantly working on projects, business proposals, paperwork, and all that other stuff, in order to get "ahead in life" as he would usually say, or rather give himself the acknowledgement of making a fair enough excuse..

Never really noticing the world around him.

It's almost as if he was absorbed into the numbers, and graphs that he never really gave a damn,

He never gave a damn about anyone else.

Not his "friends"

Not his parents.

Not even his lover.

Lee Donghyuck.

The "love of his life".

The one who completed him.

Or so he said.

He was born into a very wealthy family. And only a child. Spoiled to the touch. Yet his father died early causing him to forget about affairs such as friendships and relationships. He had to become mature enough to run a business at the early age of 15, to which he was proficient. Though it did come with so many disadvantages.

Working at a young age caused him to be very cold. He rejected love, focused on getting ahead, the money, the power. He thought that that was what humans wanted in life. He thought everyone was the same. He thought that the main purpose, the only reason for living life was to work and work and work.

So cold hearted, longing for love yet scared of the consequences, and money hungry to a certain degree.

Until he met the brunette boy.

The pure hearted, doe eyed, sun radiating brunette who was able to break into his tiny, little iced heart.

It was at a coffee shop downtown, the older, black-haired male, was getting his usual coffee order, plain black, extra strong, more than the suggested serving size of espresso shots. He had walked up to the counter and went about his normal routine.

He ordered, quick and straight to the point, then quickly moved about the month.Sitting down at his usual seat- a booth in the very back where no one, hardly ever, sat. Until the said brunette boy bounced in, facing him, to which he was surprised, as everyone at the particular coffee shop.

His eyes smiling like the sunshine waves, and his aura radiating the color yellow. He was bright, but was reserved. He had sat down in a booth in front of the elder and shyly began looking back and forth.

The elder found himself looking over as well. Feeling a sort of bubbling in his stomach. Him being him ignored the feeling, and thought that it was just gas. But little did I know it would be more.

After a short while of silence and short glances, one of them gains the courage to finally say something.

"Hi. My name is Haechan. Yours?" The smile radiating and glowing up to his eyes. Meaningfully looking at the elder. Haechan meant full sun, a big ball of happiness, and joy, he thought.

"Mark." He said bluntly and quickly. Wanting the interaction to end, but at the same time never wanted to stop looking at the gorgeous male.

He had always been open to liking new people, no matter the gender. He just never put himself out there. Thus this situation in itself was unfamiliar to him, and made his nerves rise, which he had forgotten what that feeling even was as it had been so long since.

"Do you like flowers?" He asked softly as he looked at the book I was holding, it was a nature book. He had a new project for an arboretum at the time so he decided to do some research as keeping plants, and flowers alive weren't his thing.

"It's for work." He looked to and from the book to the young male, slowly but quickly observing his features.

Round almond eyes, sparkling as though they were happy with this bare interaction, pinkish, full lips that fit his so ever so perfectly. Soft- smooth skin without a mark in sight. And bouncy brown curls move ever so slightly as he tilts his head back and forth also observing the cold man.

"Have you ever been to an arboretum?" He asked curiously with a hint of hope.

"No." His head stuck deep into the book trying to not let his ears fail him, and then bright red.

"Do you wanna go sometime? On me." The elder slowly put his book down and glanced at the male. No one, and I mean no one, had ever once offered him a treat. It had always been him. Buying this, buying that. He was shocked but not loose enough of his common sense.

"What's the catch?" He asked.

"Why would there be a catch?"

"Because-" he paused for a moment. Why would there be a catch? Is it out of experience or out of caution that he would assume there would have to be one.

"Exactly there isn't. So I'll meet you here tomorrow at 1 p.m. and I'll give you a tour of the garden." The golden boy smiled and quickly got up but not forgetting to leave his phone number on a napkin, now in the black haired boy's hand.

His heart raced faster.

Thump Thump Thump

"What is this?" He asked himself as his heart shifted and short circuited. Feeling happy, nervous, and quite excited to see the male once again.

Then lead to three years of bliss, two years of hardship, and a year of pain.

A couple who understood and lavished each other, yet completely were strangers in their own lives, and maybe to each other.