𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅𝒔 - 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓰

𝓒𝓱; 1 𝓟𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴

It was a beautiful sunny day in Seoul as spring had just started. The start of the season felt as a new refreshing start and that brings us to Han Jisung who is now at home, holding a spring's cleaning. 

Jisung sat down near the fireplace, holding a wide book. It already was a bit old as Jisung had found it upstairs in the attic. He blew over the cover as fine dust was coming from it, having to let out a few coughs from inhaling the dust. Jisung wrapped his hand around the hardcover, pushing it open, a warm smile making its way on his face. His eyes darted through the pages as the feeling of memory came back to him. It had only been a few years. Suddenly, the sound of a click and the door opening echoed behind him and another male entered the house. 

"Love, I'm home!" 

Jisung turned around, his gaze landing on the man who had just walked into their house. A gummy smile spread on his face, a spark of joy overwhelming him. Like it usually did with the other around or in his thoughts. 

"Hey, Love." 

The brunette made his way toward Jisung. Sitting down next to him, Minho laid his arm around Jisung. "What are you doing love?" Minho asks, looking over the other's shoulder to see the pages he stared at. "I found this album when I was cleaning the attic so I'm looking through it." Jisung giggled. "It brings back memories." Minho looked through the page as well, a soft smile making its way to his face. Jisung looked at him, getting himself lost in going over Minho's every feature. He loved admiring his love's face. He had a defined heart-shaped face, a sharp cheekbone, and those cute angry eyebrows, but the thing Jisung found most cute was the small mole on his nose. All in all, Minho was the perfect man for Jisung. 

Minho looked up at Jisung and the male couldn't help but peck Minho's lips. It took the lad by surprise as his eyes widened a fraction, but a cheeky smile soon replaced the stun. He leaned in, pecking Jisung's lips in return, causing Jisung to turn a light shade of red. Minho liked to tease him and Jisung just knew Minho is well aware of what he did to him. However, he couldn't resist the other's charm. Jisung giggled and clasped his arms around Minho's neck. 

He tilted his head. "Do you remember how we met?" Minho grinned at him. "Of course, I do, Love." He connected their heads, feeling his love's embrace. "It was the best thing that ever happened to me."