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Minho looked around as soon as he left the airport, Jonghyun close behind him. Everything looked the same, nothing had changed - at least not much. He wondered if the others hated them now. They had left without saying anything, only left a letter. They never contacted them. Minho didn't even contact his family, aside from a letter every few months. But never with his address on it. He didn't want anyone to find them.
Jonghyun had been right, that fateful night. He needed the space, far away from all the horrible things that happened.
Smiling he turned around to his beloved.
"Να πάμε, αγάπη μου?"
Jonghyun pulled the younger one into a soft kiss. When they booked the first flight available and landed in Greece he would have never thought that Minho would fall in love with the language that much. At first they had wanted to stay only a few weeks and then leave for another country, maybe Spain, or France. But in the end they stayed in Greece.
To leave was the best decision they ever made. Just after a few months Minho smiled again, happy with their new life. The first night he pulled Jonghyun into an embrace and whispered into his ear the three words he didn't think he would ever hear: "I love you.", Jonghyun had thought he would die of happiness.
"Yeah, let's go. We have some people to surprise."
Nobody knew they were back. Through online research they knew that their former band mates still lived in the same dorm and they wanted to be there as fast as possible.
"You think Key will kill us?"
"Probably. Me more than you. He will probably say I kidnapped you, or something.", Jonghyun laughed slightly.
When Minho proposed they should return to Korea, to their old life - at least to the things that were still there from their old life - he hadn't been sure if that would be a good idea. They had been gone for almost six years. He wasn't sure if Minho could handle it when they returned, but in the end the younger had been so sure that Jonghyun gave in. And he was glad that he gave in. Minho was beaming, happy to be back. As much as he loved their home in Greece, he would always love their home in Korea at least as much.
"Ring the bell."
"Why me? You stand closer to the door."
"He probably won't kill us when he sees you first."
Minho chuckled slightly but gave in and rang the bell. Then they waited a few seconds until the door was opened. By Key. Jonghyun begged to god that he wouldn't get killed by the younger.
"You are both assholes.", Kibum grumbled after a few seconds of silence, pulled them both into an embrace.
"I missed you! But you are still assholes! You could at least call or write a letter, morse, letter pigeon, anything! Choi-shi updated us every time she got a letter from Minho, the only reason we got any information."
He ushered them inside, told them they still had their rooms, they didn't touch anything. Only for cleaning purposes. Taemin and Jinki were at work, but they would come home in a few hours.
"How... how long are you staying?", Kibum finally asked the question he was afraid to ask.
He had really, truly missed them.
A smile graced Minho's and Jonghyun's lips. It would be difficult, but they both knew what their wanted.
They intertwined their fingers and Minho lay his head on Jonghyuns shoulder - how he had done so many times in the past years.
"We are staying for good."