Minho stared at the sun dipping slowly, calmly, below the horizon. He opened his mouth to ask a question. "Hey, Chan?" He asked, eyes still focused at the sun threatening to disappear and later reveal the moon that was awaiting it's time to rise. Quiet. Mysterious. Elegant? He couldn't describe the moon. He didn't like how he couldn't describe it. But all he knew, is that he would always prefer the sun. Chan hummed. "Why do you like the sea?" Minho's question must've surprised Chan. Judging by the way his eyebrows arched and a faint glimmer of curiosity-or maybe shock. It was a question he wasn't expecting-swarmed around his chocolate coloured eyes. He paused to think. "It's warm." Chan replied, eyes following the waves calmly. As if that action gave him peace. Minho pouted, "It's not always warm." "Exactly. That's why you find me here at this time." He nodded. "It's beautiful." Minho bit back a question. "It's.." Chan looked into Minho's eyes. "It's something you'll never understand the beauty of until you start looking between the gaps." Minho allowed a little smile to play on his features as he let out a little soft sound of acknowledgement. And Chan wondered if he was still talking about the sea. Written on: 26th April 2024 Published on: 27th April 2024 Finished on: 29th April 2024 This is a oneshot that felt too long to be one chapter so I guess it's like a mini book(?)
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