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The sun kissed his skin softly, and birds chirped in the distance. Spring was at its peak, and he loved it; everything was coming to life again. Flowers bloomed and blossomed in all their beautiful colors.
Seonghwa loved spring. All the colors, the fresh smell of flowers and birds singing brought him so much joy after the grey months. Not only was winter cold and icy, filled with either rain or snow, but the short days made him feel rather gloomy.
“You’re like the flowers; you seem to come alive again in spring, hm?”
The ravenette opened his eyes and looked directly in the bright light of the shining sun. He groaned and pinched his eyes closed again, blinded by the brightness. Seonghwa brought his hand up to cast a shadow over his eyes to look at him. “You’re late again,” he said and decided to ignore his friend’s comment. Nonetheless, he couldn’t prevent himself from blushing madly. If asked, he would blame it on the weather.
“Aw Seongie~ don’t be mad at me~,” he purred and laid next to him on his stomach. “I had to finish something for class,” he explained and poked his elder’s side, making the other flinch.
“Ah-! Don’t do that! I’m ticklish!” Seonghwa exclaimed and rolled away from him. He sat on his knees, and for a moment, the elder just admired the person next to him. He was beautiful, to say the least. In his eyes, Mingi was indeed the most handsome man he had ever met. On the inside and the outside, he was the same, all in all pure, beautiful, and lovely. Sometimes he caught himself trailing off in thoughts, thinking about his handsome friend quite often. But could he blame him? In the middle of his world that was cruel and dark, falling apart and harsh, Mingi enlightened his life. His jokes and laugh, his gentle and delicate mannerism, but also the way he cared. Mingi read Seonghwa like an open book, he knew what his elder needed, when he needed it, and how. It was true, the ravenette was an open book, although only for him.
He had tried to close up his walls, and he had. Once they had been high and secure, and instead of leaving, Mingi had waited until Seonghwa was ready to let him in. The elder was fascinated by his patience, by his gentleness. He was fascinated by him, all of him. So much, that one day, the walls of him were no longer up to protect himself, but Mingi. To keep him by him, by his side, for as long as he could.
“Mhm… Will you forgive me if… I buy us food?” he asked and looked at Seonghwa with his deep dark eyes that resembled the ones of a puppy. Mingi turned to his side, then his back. He welcomed the sun in his face, scrunched his nose as the light was blinding him. “I know something better!” he cheered and sat up. Boldly, he reached for his elder’s hands to hold them while beaming all over his face. “You know… There is this place that just opened in my street,” he said and tipped his lips. There was a rosé tint on his cheeks as he spoke. Usually, Mingi was confident, always spoke with all of his heart, but now he seemed so small. Almost as if he was nervous. “You want to go there with me tonight?” he then asked and chewed the inside of his cheek. He had never been this insecure about his suggestions, but something about the ravenette unlocked these feelings inside of him. “They only open at night! That’s why I said tonight! … It’s not a date or something!”
Seonghwa tilted his head to the side and squeezed Mingi’s hands. He didn’t know why the last part felt so heavy on his chest but the pressure was fast overshadowed with joy. “Not a date? That sounds quite like it, Mingi” he chuckled.
“It’s-It’s not!” the younger quickly replied. “We can’t go on a date… were both boys, two boys don’t go on dates” he mumbled and looked away. “And you’re my best friend anyway! Right? Even if I was a girl, you wouldn’t date your best friend, right?”
“Right.”